"How long?!" Pansy shrieked.

"Nineteen days and fucking counting" Y/n sighed, throwing her head down on the desk.

It was nearly Christmas break and the group were exhausted, especially y/n and Pansy who stayed up last night talking after what happened with the game.

That year was definitely dragging.

Snape entered the classroom, swishing his cape around and facing the students.

"Today we're brewing Veritaserum, which takes a lot of patience and concentration. To start off, you need to turn to page...

"Where's Malfoy?" Theo whispered to the table. "He's not been to barely any of his classes this week" Pansy replied. They all shrugged and looked at y/n. "He won't tell me where he goes" She said.

"Miss Bloodstone, what did I just say?" Snape questioned. She went bright red and stuttered out a pathetic answer.

"Move to Mr Potter's table. Now" He said sternly. She groaned and flustered herself over to Harry's table, smiling gingerly at the trio.

As they all started the task, y/n realised she had no clue what was going on. She shuffled next to Harry and smiled, he sighed and told her to pair up with him.

"How are you y/n, I've barely seen you all term" Said Harry with a polite smile.

"I'm fine I've just been with Draco, he's been acting...off recently."

Hermione daggered her eyes at Harry.

"Yeah, about Draco. I wanted to talk to you about him actually" Harry fiddled with his robe sleeves. Y/n frowned at Ron and Hermione, who looked worried.

"We er...saw Draco last week" Said Ron.

"Okay... and?"

"In Borgin and Burke's" Hermione nibbled at her lip as she told her.

"Okay? Where's this going?"

"We think Draco is a deatheater."

She dropped her cutting knife.

"What?" The trio looked concerned and guilty that they were the ones who were telling her this

"We saw him with his mother in Knockturn alley, in Borgin and Burke's. Looking at a particular cabinet" Harry said.

Y/n had a confused look on her face. Draco would of told her surely, she thought.

"Look, if you don't believe us we'll go to Knockturn Alley tonight and I'll show you" Said Harry.

"I'm gonna need to see this" Y/n sighed.

*

"How much further? I'm fucking freezing" Y/n complained as Harry led her to Knockturn alley.

It was around 6pm, the street lights were dimly lit, reflecting on the snow that blanketed the paths.

"Down here" Said Harry. She followed him down a narrow alleyway. It smelt damp and cold. Her black heels echoed down the path.

"Really y/n? Heels?" Ron sighed and shook his head.

"Hey, when you've got a rich dad who buys you the latest shoes, you've got to show them off."

"Who is your dad again?" Hermione asked.

"Scabior. Scabior Bloodtone, why?"

"I've heard of him, but I don't know who he is" Said Harry.

"He's famous but I don't know why either. People always bow when they see him. He just says to mind my buisness, which I do."

"Shhh, we're here" Harry came to a halt and peered around the corner. "Look, but don't let yourself be seen."

Y/n peeked from behind Harry. She saw a shop, which had the sign "Borgin & Burke's" at the top.

"Harry, that's a furniture shop. Are you here to buy me a beside table? The fuck am I looking for?" She spat.

"You can tell she's in Slytherin" Ron mumbled to Hermione out of the frustrated girls earshot.

"Look who's stood by the cabinet in the top window" Harry pointed to Narcissa and Draco, who were looking at a large black cabinet.

"That's Draco yes, but how does that indicate he's a death eater?"

"My dad works for the ministry. He says that exact cabinet can transport people. It's broken at the moment, so Draco could be fixing it" Said Ron from behind y/n. She swung her head around to meet his face.

"So he's transporting people? Who?"

"Deatheaters. He's helping out Voldemort" Said Hermione who looked worried.

She looked back to the shop, and she met Narcissa's eyes.

"Shit Narcissa saw me. We need to go" Y/n pushed Ron from behind her to indicate he needs to move. The group ran back through the slippery alleyways and didn't stop running until they reached Hogsmeade.

"Are you certain she saw you?" Harry asked breathlessly.

"I'm certain. She caught my eye as soon as I looked back up" She answered.

"Come on, let's get back to Hogwarts. They could be walking back any minute" Said Ron, and they continued on their journey.

*

After a long walk back to the castle, y/n parted from the trio and walked down to the dungeons to the common room. She had a lot to think about.

The doors swung open and she walked in, seeing her friends on the sofa.

"Why did it never occur to you that you should tell your girlfriend?" Pansy was stood over Theo with her arms crossed over her chest and that feisty look on her face.

"It was year three for fuck sake woman!" Theo argued.

"What's up?" y/n asked the squabbling couple, slumping down on the loveseat. "Did you know Theo shagged Susan Bones?" Pansy snapped.

"Course she fucking didn't! I didn't know you I had to share with you all how many birds I've been inside of!"

"Oh that's lovely Theodore create that picture in my head! God sometimes you're so-

Y/n sighed and got back up, deciding she wasn't going to waste an hour of her life listening to them two bicker. She knew who she had to go see.

Draco.

It took five knocks for her to eventually loose her patience, she knew he was in there. Y/n burst the door open, and there he was.

Sat on the edge of the bed with his head down.

"Draco?" She said lightly. His head shot up almost like her voice made him flinch.

"Hey, it's me it's okay?" Slowly she walked over and perched next to him. His lips were parted and dry.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

"Yeah" His mumble was barely audible. Draco's hair hung over his eyes as his head was down.

"I didn't see you in potions."

"Busy."

"Okay" She whispered. Y/n placed her hand on his cold wrist but he didn't respond. Slowly, she stood up and started to walk out.

"Please stay" He said, his head still hung.

She walked back over and kissed his head. He sniffled but he wasn't quite crying. She wasn't sure.

It took her an hour to get him un changed and into the shower. She got in with Draco, washing his body and hair for him. Not sexually, she was looking after him.

After a painfully long shower (it would have been a lot quicker if he helped himself), she got him changed and into bed. Y/n lay her head under his stretched arm and told him it would be okay.

Whatever was wrong with him, he wouldn't tell her.

He needed her more than she knew.