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Follow Your Heart by marygold

Format: Novella
Chapters: 28
Word Count: 37,064

Rating: Mature
Warnings: Mild Language, Scenes of a Sexual Nature

Genres: Drama, Romance, AU
Characters: Harry, Ron, Hermione, McGonagall, Neville, Draco, Ginny, OC
Pairings: Draco/OC

First Published: 02/09/2006
Last Chapter: 07/24/2011
Last Updated: 07/24/2011


Thanks to Fantasy Dreamer for my great banner! Isabella left with her father after her mother's death. Now she's sixteen her father is also gone and she is forced to move back to England. What else will she be forced to change?

Chapter 20: A strange visit

hi!!! thank you for the reviews!!! here is another update... hope you like it and sorry if they are coming up slow... i was finishing another story on this web site (already finsihed with it, and sent it, by the way) and have been studying a LOT... so i haven't had that much free time. well... i'll let you go on to the chapter. happy reading!

It must have been dawn when I felt a tug on my covers. I opened my eyes to see Draco’s face staring back at me. “Weasely snores and Potter talks in his sleep.” Smiling at him I moved a side and let him get in, as soon as he did I rested my head on his shoulder and started playing with one of the buttons of his pajamas. In a low whisper, trying not to wake up Hermione or Ginny I said to him, “You do know that this wasn’t what McGonagall had in mind when she gave you access to this side of the house.” He nodded and smiled shamelessly, “Yes, but if I don’t get enough rest then how am I supposed to watch over you.” I raised my head and kissed his lips, “Very good point.” I leaned back down and he gently kissed my forehead, “Go to sleep. I love you.”

I felt myself smile, “And I you.”

“Bella, where have you been all day little lady?” I was five years old and had just entered my mom’s room all covered in mud. I giggled and ran over to her, jumping on to her bed and dirtying her white linens with my muddy clothes. Curling up beside her, I gave her two kisses, one on each cheek. “Love you mom.” My mom smiled, “Where were you?” Resting my head on the pillow beside her and looking up at her ceiling I smiled, “Playing.”

She turned and started tickling me. I started to laugh, at that moment Dad walked in. For a second I thought he looked all serious and worried. But, he then jumped into bed with mom and I. Mom winked at me then, and we both started tickling him.

Sometime later I fell asleep. But, their voices were still clear. “I’m worried for you.” My dad said to my mom. “You can’t live your life thinking of what will happen. So, she was always in love with you and she’s a bit on the looney side. I’m a witch and I can take care of myself.” There was a long silence and then my dad said, “I honestly don’t know what I would do without you. I love you too much.” I then heard them kiss.

I woke up, for the second time, and noticed that everyone was still sleeping. Trying to get out of bed was impossible without waking up Draco. His arm was securely wrapped around my waist in a way that made any type of movement close to impossible. Looking towards one of the windows I noticed that it was still dark outside. Maybe, I should just lye back and rest. I felt my eyes closing, when all of the sudden I saw someone flying towards the window. I started to nudge Draco, trying to wake him up, but it was futile. Whoever it was, was now closer. I then saw the figure get up to the window and screamed. Startling everyone awake.

Hermione grabbed her wand, “Lumos” and turned to me and Draco, “What the…?” I pointed to the window and she turned, but whoever had been there was already gone. A note had been left.

Draco got out of bed and went over to get it. He then looked at me and decided on opening it himself. Shaking his head he merely said, “Bella, it’s not safe.”

I felt tears well up in my eyes and he hurried to my side, catching me in his arms.


“So Malfoy is now sleeping in your room?” Harry asked for what seemed like the hundredth time and the three of us nodded. “Lucky bastard!”

“Who’s a lucky bastard?” Ron asked as he sat down for breakfast.

Hermione was quick to answer him, “Draco. He slept last night in our bed room and before you follow Harry’s footsteps and repeat the same question until we are ready to pummel you, I’ll answer it for you. It’s because someone is following Bella. McGonagall gave him clearance in order to keep her safe. End of story and done with.”

Ron still looking confused raised both his hands in surrender, “Whatever you say Hermione.”

Ginny rolled her eyes at Harry, “See. You should be more like my brother.” She then turned to me, “So, does this mean that Draco is now a Gryffindor?”

I shook my head, “No, McGonagall said it would be too weird to have a Malfoy residing there. After all, Malfoy’s have always been Slytherin and well…” I drifted of when I saw Harry chuckle and Ron and Ginny join in. I looked over at Hermione and she shrugged. We then both turned back to see what was so funny and then we saw it. Hermione started laughing and I just stared, stunned at seeing Draco in Gryffindor colors. “But…” I started to say, and he gave me a quick peck as he sat down for breakfast. “After this morning’s incident McGonagall was convinced that I should change households. That way I can have full access to where ever you are going.” Still, staring at him and imagining Malfoy wizards turning on their graves, I simply managed an, “Oh!”

Then I remembered, I had been so shaken up that morning that I never read the letter, “What did it say?” Draco looked at me and shook his head, “McGonagall has it. Don’t worry, it wasn’t very nice, but mostly reinforced what we had thought all along. Oh! And McGonagall wanted to know if you’d had any more dreams concerning your mother.”

I nodded, “This morning.”

Hermione practically took my arm out trying to turn me to face her, “And you didn’t tell us?”

Shaking my head, and blushing at my forgetfulness I told them, “It wasn’t a bad dream. Mostly just me and my parents playing. Then I fell asleep and overheard a conversation.”

Ginny now intrigued by it asked, “What about?”

“Something about someone being in love with my dad and my mom telling him not to worry, that she could take care of herself.” I said as I turned back to my breakfast.

“Do you remember any names?” Draco asked, picking up one of my hash brown fries. “No, I don’t.”

“Do you remember anyone who might have been after your father?” Harry asked and I shook my head, “No, my parents had a relatively small group of friends. My father came from an old wizarding family, but my mom was as muggle as muggles come. When they married, most of his friends shunned him and hers, well they didn’t know about the magic world.”

“Still, someone was threatening them back then. And I have a feeling that it’s the same person that is threatening you now.” Hermione said. I looked around and they were all agreeing with her.

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