Overhead, her screams were loud enough to rattle the masonry, the sound of Potter and Weasley's feet echoing on the stairs, but the last thing he heard was his mother's voice drifting down from the drawing room --
Where's Draco?
Then the world tilted, the bottom dropping out of his stomach, and he expected to find himself sitting in that armchair in the drawing room. He expected to never leave that horrible place.
But instead, his feet were planted firmly on the ground. Sinking into dewy grass, the smell of the ocean filling his nose. They were a mismatched band of misfits. The wand maker, Dean Thomas and the goblin sprawled out at their feet, and standing in the middle was Draco Malfoy with Loony Luna Lovegood's hand held in his.
The House Elf shouted suddenly, "Must go save Harry Potter!" and then disappeared with a pop.
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Where's Draco?
Then the world tilted, the bottom dropping out of his stomach, and he expected to find himself sitting in that armchair in the drawing room. He expected to never leave that horrible place.
But instead, his feet were planted firmly on the ground. Sinking into dewy grass, the smell of the ocean filling his nose. They were a mismatched band of misfits. The wand maker, Dean Thomas and the goblin sprawled out at their feet, and standing in the middle was Draco Malfoy with Loony Luna Lovegood's hand held in his.
The House Elf shouted suddenly, "Must go save Harry Potter!" and then disappeared with a pop.