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Chloé POV__________

I feel like I've only closed my eyes for a few minutes, when Draco shook my body saying I need to wake up. It's time, I thought.

I grunted and opened my eyes. Draco is moving quickly, dressing himself in warm clothes, so I assumed we're going out. Amazing, from this warm bed into freezing cold night.

When I noticed my clothes on Draco's table, I stood up from the bed and started dressing myself. I'm glad Draco brought my warmest sweater from my room, with that I can cover my shivering body. I don't think it's from the cold...stress is consuming me. I'm trying to keep it together, but my legs are shaking like crazy. I just want this night to be over. I have no idea how we're gonna do this.

"Draco, I'm scared..." I mumbled when I pulled the sweatshirt over my head.

Draco looks busy, he's walking around the room and saying nothing, but he finally stopped and looked at me.

"Come to me." He said and I did so.

He spread his arms and I gladly let them wrap around my body. I placed my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes to enjoy this moment to the fullest.

"Whatever happens today, I need you to know that I love you and I always will." He whispered into my ear and kissed my neck right after. This made me calmer a bit, but my body is still shaking.

"We need to go now." He said and released from the hug.

When we opened the door, Blaise was already waiting for us in the corridor. I totally forgot that he's going with us...I kind of wanted to be with Draco alone...never mind. I feel sorry that we're dragging him into this.

"We have to hurry!" Stammered Blaise and gave us both annoyed looks.

We went through halls and corridors, the castle is totally empty, we haven't met a soul. While we were walking, nobody said a thing. We're too busy with our own thoughts. What if this is the last time I'm walking through this castle? If things don't go as planned today,will anyone even remember me? Will they make me a memorial and then forget that I existed the next day?

I feel a warm tear on my cheek and I quickly wiped it with my sleeve. Draco is pulling my hand to walk faster, Blaise is a few steps ahead of us. We're all scared to death.

I want someone to come now, I want someone to talk me out of this. I want to meet Fred or Luna to tell me everything's gonna be alright. Fred! He has no idea what's going on with me, because I didn't tell him. The last time I saw him we didn't even talk much. It was at the hospital wing and I told him to go away, because I needed to be with Draco. Oh, my poor Fred! I need to see him...

"Draco...Draco-" I pulled his sleeve.

"Hm?"

"I have to see Fred, I have to see him for the last-"

"DON'T SAY THAT! You're not gonna die!" He yelled at me so loud that even Blaise looked at us.

He didn't mean to yell...he's just scared like all of us...it's the stress.

But still, a few more tears appeared in my eyes. He hasn't yelled at me for a very long time and it made me emotional.

"No, god...I'm so sorry, Chloé...don't cry."

I nodded my head and kept walking until we came outside. It's one of the side entrances with a very little chance for someone to notice us. It's a dark night, the moon is new, so it doesn't give us any light. Blaise took out his wand and whispered lumos.

"Where are we going?" I asked when I noticed two brooms leaned over the stone wall.

"Dark field." Answered Blaise and hopped on the broom.

"Dark field?" I repeated, I've never heard of it.

"It's behind the Dark forest. Dark field and Dark forest. Everyone's waiting for us there." Explained Draco and sat on one of the brooms.

Everyone's waiting for us there. I wonder how many people will be there...my mother, I hope. Even though it's Sunday and she wrote she'll come on Monday, I just hope I'll see her there.

"Sit behind me." Said Draco and I involuntarily did so.

I don't trust these things, that's why I've never rode one, not ever. I wrapped my hands around Draco's body and joined my palms together for extra safety. Draco's body is shivering, like mine. He looks tough, but in the end, he's scared like all of us.

"Ready?" Asked Blaise and for the first time, he tried to smile.

Draco turned his head to me, waiting for my answer. I slowly nodded my head and leaned on Draco's back. When we flew up to the cold air, I closed my eyes.

I think I'm gonna throw up or fall down. I'm trying to hold onto him as strong as I can, the cold air is hitting my face like thousands of needles.

After a while of flying, I dared to slightly open my eyes to see where we are, and I'm glad I did. The Hogwarts castle seems so small from up there. I wonder if I'll ever see it again.

I remember how I didn't want to come here, but my mother though it would be a great idea for me to forget about Fleur's death. I was protesting, but was forced to come here. Of course I didn't forget about Fleur, but at least I stopped thinking about her, because I had other things on my mind. Draco, for example...

There's no doubt that a war will start, if it haven't started yet.

I should clear my head. I can't go there with messy thoughts, I need my mind to be clear. I can't see into Draco's head, but I'm sure he's thinking the same. I put my head on his back and squeezed him a little tighter to make him know I'm with him and I love him.

"Almost there." Shouted Blaise and started to fly nearer to the ground.

It would be nice if Draco just turned the broom to the other side and flew away with me. Would it be clever? No. Safe? Absolutely not. But still, it'd be nice.

I peeked through his shoulder at the field and noticed a few lights from the fire. Wow. This really is a Dark field. The grass is so dark I can't even see it and everything around seems so dead.

We're here.

When we landed, someone, who I think is a Death eater, grabbed our brooms and threw them away, like we couldn't do that ourselves. I looked around - there are two middle aged people looking like Draco's parents, Blaise's parents and three other people in dark habits I can't identify. One of them is a woman with very messy and curly dark hair, staring at me with her teeth all out. She looks like she just came from Azkaban.

The only person I wished to be there is not there. My mother didn't come. I could totally count with that, but still, it hurts.

Me, Draco and Blaise are standing close to each other, I glanced at Draco. He's looking at his mother. She's a very pretty woman, almost as pretty as my mother. I exchanged eye contact with her and quickly looked away. I made sure to not touch Draco, because nobody can know we're together.

Blaise walked to his parents and they both welcomed him in a hug.

"Where are my parents?" I asked and hoped for somebody to answer my question. Maybe...maybe they're just late, I mean, it's a long way from France...

Everyone looked at me and I froze. What did I do wrong? Can't I know where my parents are?

"Chloé..." mumbled Draco.

"What? You have your parents there, Blaise has his parents there, why didn't someone call for my parents!?" At this point, I don't even know what I'm doing. My body starts shaking again from nerves and suddenly, I feel so cold.

The woman with curly hair started laughing so hard that everyone turned their eyes on her. She laughed and laughed until a man behind her stopped her.

"Bella, that's enough..." yelled Draco's mother at the silly woman and she instantly stopped laughing.

"Little girl wants to see her parents...." she said and pointed her wand at me. With the corner of my eye, I noticed how Draco's hand twitched.

"Bella..." mumbled Draco's mom and gave her a serious face.

"Why is everyone so tense!? This is a great night! She wants to see her parents? Fine! There they are!"

She shouted an unknown spell and a white fog started to spread from the tip of her wand. Everyone is quietly looking at what she's doing, I looked at Draco and I caught him staring at me with sad eyes. Does he know something I don't?

The white fog started to rise up to the air and made a circle shape. For a few seconds, nothing was happening, but then it came. I started seeing my mother. I gasped my mouth open.

How is this possible!? How can she do that!? If she can see everyone, she could've seen me with Draco easily.

My mother is kneeled down and...she's crying. Her hands are on her face and she's sobbing into them.

"I don't understand..." I mumbled while looking at the fog.

Why is she crying?

Then I noticed what she's kneeled on. It's some sort of a stone, she's definitely not in our house. She's outside and it's dark there.

"Chloé..." stuttered Draco and almost grabbed my hand.

It took me a second to realize she's kneeled on a grave. The grave belongs to my father.

"NO!" I yelled in pain.