Funnily enough, I was right with what I thought.

It was the last time I felt that way.

"You're still not gonna fucking tell me?" I seethed through gritted teeth, my eyes on the spot on the bed we were cuddling on no less than thirty minutes ago.

"Obviously not," He snapped, glaring at me with an icy stare. "This isn't some kind of sick joke; nothing you can just openly talk to anyone about like some forbidden gossip, Y/n!"

His dorm had cleared out almost as soon as our argument started. And Nott, who didn't voluntarily leave, was ordered to do so by Draco. Yet, his voice was low to make sure nobody heard what he was saying through the walls.

I huffed, forcing out a humourless laugh. "Anyone, yeah?" I mumbled, stressing the first word to make sure he knew what I was getting at. "Didn't know you'd tell anyone you lo-"

He interrupted me with a groan, rolling his eyes and only making the situation worse by doing so.

"You know that's not what I meant," He grumbled, massaging his temples in hopes it would get rid of the tension I felt, too. "You already know enough- too much, even," He sighed, clearly exhausted by the whole conversation.

"So you don't trust me? Is that it?" I wondered out loud, the confidence seething though my voice just seconds ago slowly fading at the realisation.

Tears welling up in my eyes out of sheer frustration, though I made sure not a single one would fall down my cheek while I was still here. "You're scared I'll run and tell my brother? The brother I haven't spoken to in ten days because of you?"

My accusation clearly irritated him, his brows furrowing further, wrinkles appearing on his usually smooth forehead. "What are you saying? That that's my fault? Did I make you do that?" He laughed dryly. "You know, I didn't ask for him to almost kill me."

"Oh, so it is that? You're not telling me what you're supposed to do for Voldemort because of Harry?" I said, clinging onto the only thing I could think of. The only thing that might have made sense.

"That's not what it's about, at all," He retorted, his voice still harsh. "You're really just trying to create a problem that doesn't even exist at this point-" He interrupted himself with a deep breath to calm himself down.

I closed my eyes to do the same, though, thinking rationally about this was harder than I first anticipated.

"Maybe you're right," I forced out, my voice cold. "Maybe we should just try and figure this out tomorrow."

What I didn't know when the words left my mouth was that there wouldn't be a tomorrow. At least not one that would be anything like every other day I had lived through at Hogwarts.

Draco did know, and tried to act accordingly; tried for us to figure it out now. But, foolishly enough, I was too selfish to listen to his pleas, and left him pacing around his dorm soon after.

With a loud sigh, one of relief that I left the horrible atmosphere glooming in the room behind, I grabbed a book out of my dorm and then made myself comfortable in the common room.

The chatter and noise around me was a little bit of a distraction, and I simply didn't feel like having one on one conversations that I'd definitely have if I would've decided to stay in my dorm.

Instead, all I really wanted right now was getting lost in one of the many Muggle books I promised myself I'd read. The ones that I knew would make Draco scrunch up his nose in disapproval.

I sighed once more when he crossed my mind, upset about the way we had argued.

I just wanted to know what was happening around us; I wanted to help him.

Though, maybe my approach wasn't the fairest.

I huffed in annoyance, my guilty conscience starting to nag me as I read the first sentence of the book.

✧·ﾟ: *✧·ﾟ:*✧

It wasn't late yet, not even past curfew, but the common room grew suspiciously quiet and empty after an hour or two of reading.

I diverted my attention off of the pages, and, of course, had to do so at the exact same moment Draco walked into the room. The couch I was sitting on was facing the entrances to our dorms, so our eyes locked immediately.

He kept walking, looking dangerously good in his black suit and making me regret earlier even more. His eyes stayed focused on me until he walked past me without a word.

His presence threatened to suck the air out of the room as I felt my breath grow heavy, and my heart skip a beat when he turned back around to face me.

Our eyes locked once more, his gaze seemed to be more intense than it usually was, and he walked towards me swiftly. He came to a halt by the couch, and almost involuntarily, like my body was acting all on its own, I got up to stand in front of him. The book still in my hands.

He was too intimidating hovering over me with his tall frame, otherwise.

"Just this once, Y/n-" He began, burying his hands in the pockets of his pants. "Please listen to me just this one time, okay?" He sighed, his stormy eyes suddenly begging me to do what he was about to ask of me. "Just stay here tonight, will you?" He continued, the way he spoke suddenly making me shiver.

He sounded so desperate, so... helpless. "You're scaring me a little here, Draco," I murmured, humour lacing my voice in hopes it would ease the tension. But nothing was funny about the situation in the slightest. I knew that much.

"It's all I'll ever ask of you. I promise." His voice had become no more than a whisper before he turned around and left the common room at once. Not another word spoken.

I stood at the exact spot for what felt like hours but ended up being just a minute or two. I felt frozen into place, almost like he had petrified me with his words alone.

The way they sounded out of his mouth so scary, so honest.

But he knew I couldn't listen to them. Deep down, he must've known before he even spoke to me.

I stood there for another moment, thinking and hoping that, maybe, I was able to let him go without following him. But then, my legs moving seemingly on their own towards the exit, I knew I couldn't not follow him.

My feet ran along the corridor, following nothing but my own intuition as Draco had too much a head start for me to still catch up with him.

But something within me knew I'd find him tonight; knew that I needed to.

And when, suddenly, the wall I recognised to be the one leading to the room of requirement started to shift and form a doorway, I knew I did find him.

I quickly hurried behind a corner, my body pressed against it, hoping this wasn't the corridor he decided to walk along next. To my relief, he didn't.

He didn't completely close the door behind him, making me wonder if anyone else was in there with him. Though, I'd much rather see where he was headed now than find that out.

So, when he turned the next corner, I followed him as quietly as I could. He was rushing to get to his destination, making it hard for me to keep up while simultaneously keeping it low.

Behind the corner, I watched him climb up the stairs to the astronomy tower, and I furrowed my brows. Was he meeting someone up there?

I decided that following him up the same stairwell was a little too risky, even for me, and instead went for the second entrance leading underneath the platform first.

We discovered it together, last year, and it was only a few minutes from the main stairwell leading up. So, I took my opportunity, and made a run for it, hoping I wouldn't arrive much later than he did.

With all the adrenalin rushing through my veins, I didn't feel as exhausted as I should've when I arrived on top of the stairs.

The first thing I heard was Dumbledore's calm voice. "Have you been whispering to yourself, Draco?"

The first thing my eyes latched onto my brother, his head tilted to look up through the hole in the upper floor holding the rather big, hollow globe.

I furrowed my brows, and, almost like he felt my presence, he turned around with an equally confused look.

Neither of us said a word. Just like we hadn't for the past days.

I overcame the last few steps separating us and positioned myself next to him to have a view of what he's been seeing.

The image made my heart drop out of my chest, a stinging sensation rippling through my whole body as I deciphered it.

"Draco, you are no assassin," Dumbledore continued, his voice sounding utterly too calm now that I knew Draco had his wand pointed right at the old man.

"How do you know what I am? I've done things that would shock you!" Draco seethed, though his voice was shaky, and not at all radiating the confidence it usually did.

"Like cursing Katie Bell, and hoping that in return, she'd bear a cursed necklace to me? Like replacing a bottle of Mead with one laced with poison?" The headmaster questioned, making my head spin with the realisation what Draco had been keeping from me.

What he had to do was kill him. Kill Albus Dumbledore.

A silent gasp escaped my lips as I continued following their conversation.

"Forgive me, Draco, but I cannot help feeling that these actions are so weak that your heart can't really have been in them," He continued. "It's entirely elsewhere, isn't it, Draco?"

It was quiet after the words left his mouth. Draco didn't have anything else to say.

"With someone else, no?"

"She trusts me!" Draco snapped, his voice becoming more unsure of what he was doing during the course of their conversation. "I promised myself I'd-" He cut himself off with a sharp inhale of his breath, sounding like he was desperately trying to just breathe.

Instead of finding the right words to explain, he just showed him his forearm. There was a tense silence laying between the two for a moment.

Harry flinched at the sight of the mark against Draco's pale skin, his eyes flickering over to me to find me not half as shocked as he was.

"You knew?" He mouthed, eyes wide, a glimmer of disappointment shining through.

I didn't say anything, instead just diverting my eyes off of him again.

"I shall make it easy for you, then," Dumbledore said with conviction raising his wand non-threateningly for Draco to see.

"Expelliarmus!" The blonde yelled, quick. And the wand immediately fell to the floor with an eery sound. His hand was shaking horribly after the spell shot out of his own.

Though, the silence was quickly broken with the sound of a creaking door. It made me hold my breath, startled me, even.

"There are others," Dumbledore exclaimed. "How?" For the first time tonight, he sounded concerned, worried, and confused.

"The vanishing cabinet in the room of requirements," Draco explained quickly. "I've been mending it."

"Let me guess; it has a sister. A twin." Dumbledore was definitely much quicker in connecting the dots than I was.

"In Borgin and Burkes. They form a passage." His breaths have grown much heavier, and I could tell from down here he wasn't at all comfortable with this. The way he held himself reminding me a lot of how he acted before he cried that day in the bathroom.

"Ingenious," Dumbledore whispered. "Draco, years ago, I knew a boy who made all the wrong choices. Please, let me help you."

"I don't want your help!" Draco snapped, the hand holding his wand snapping back up. "Don't you understand?" He asked, in desperate hope he would understand. "I have to do this. I have to kill you. Or he's gonna kill her-"

My eyes were fixated on nothing but the boy, a single tear rolling down my cheek at his words. I was so focused on their conversation; I didn't even notice Harry slowly dragging me with him by my arm until our back hit the wall behind us just before I heard footsteps hurrying up the main staircase of the tower.

"Well, look what we have here." Bellatrix' voice snapped me out of my apparent trance. Instead of Draco's words that echoed through my mind before, now the images of Sirius finding their way back into my head.

That woman was the root of all my problems; it seemed. It couldn't have been too hard to just go up there right now and murder her myself.

Though, as if Harry heard my thoughts, he grabbed me by my hand, squeezing it slightly. I didn't feel myself pull away, instead enjoying knowing that I wasn't alone in my thoughts as he visibly had to restrain himself from going up there himself, too.

"Do it," The witch seethed, clearly directing her words at Draco.

"He doesn't have the stomach," Another voice scoffed. I didn't know who it belonged to. But I didn't care, either. "-Just like his father. Let me finish him in my own way."

"No!" Bellatrix screeched, making me startle at the unexpected loud noise. Harry automatically clutched my hand tighter. "The dark lord was clear the boy is to do it!" She explained her outburst.

I noticed Snape behind us before Harry did. His cold, emotionless eyes resting on me before snapping over to my brother who turned around as well.

He seemed relieved to see the professor. Maybe because he knew Dumbledore trusted him. Because he knew he wouldn't just let his friend die.

Though, I had an entirely different feeling about the situation. One that wasn't at all as hopeful as Harry's. In my eyes, Dumbeldore's death was inevitable at this point.

The question was simply through whose hands he would die.

And as long as it wasn't Draco's, I could probably come to terms with it.

And then, the gloomy man disappeared onto the platform on top of us, breaking the god awful tension. Draco lowered his wand as soon as Snape interrupted them, seeming relieved.

"Severus," The headmaster mumbled, almost a pleading tone in his voice as he said, "please."

"Avada Kedavra!"

Harry flinched at the words, frozen for a moment as he watched Dumbledore stumble backwards and fall off the tower. This time it was me who clutched his hand tighter.

I was never very close with the man, but Harry... Merlin, Harry had always been. I still remember the first time he mentioned him in one of his early letters to me.

He was in awe whenever he talked about him. Albus Dumbledore has been standing on a pedestal in Harry's head ever since they first met. And I knew he had a soft spot for Harry, too.

Making this all the more unbearable for him as his uneven breaths grew heavier and heavier.

A/N: I call this one: The storm lmfao

Anyways, just wanted to clear some stuff about last chapter's smut up: Everything that happened was clearly consensual so yall calling it r*pe just makes me rlly uncomfortable lol but just to highlight it again I added two more paragraphs to make it clear :)

I don't wanna spark a debate in the comments so I'm gonna leave it at that! Hope you enjoyed this one <3