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Obliviate.
P.S.This is a DraMione fanfiction or a Draco x Hermione fanfiction.If you don't respect this ship,kindly leave.

P.P.S.Draco,Harry and the Weasleys
and the others are now friends,especially when they sided with them on the last battle with Voldemort.

That's all.

On with the storyy.

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Ohb-lee-vee-ate.

Verb.

-Is a memory charm and is also commonly known as the "Forgetfulness Charm" It is used to erase specific memories
from an individual's mind. It could be a whole event or one's whole memory about a person or their whole life.


-(transitive)To forget;to wipe from existance.


. . .

Another winter came,another summer has left.Draco Malfoy was home,he was there in the comforts and safety of the Malfoy Manor.

It was not like any other day.No,because for the first time in years,it has snowed outside the Manor.He couldn't remember the last time he had seen snow when he was home.And for some reason,Draco couldn't fight off the particular feeling that nagged at him.It was snowing and he was positively sure that the Heavens were crying.Why?He could not seem to find a reason why.

This left him utterly confused.

He was Draco Malfoy.

He was NEVER confused.

He is a pureblood,a Slytherin,a man who carries a surname that just by muttering it could bring thousands to their knees,He has scores in exams,quizzes,essays that could rival to someone.

Someone.

Someone who's name he vaguely remembered,but the way he affects her is still there.

Someone who would do all schoolworks as if her life depended on it.

Someone who he found utterly annoying.

Someone who he was not suppose to love but did so anyways.

This was getting him more confused.
And he was starting to get annoyed.

"Is there something wrong,Draco?"
One of his friends,Blaise asked him noticing his lack of effort to atleast be part of the conversation.


"No." He lied smoothly,peering down at the half empty cup of tea he never realized he was holding.

"Are you sure?You're acting kind of strange and quiet." Blaise asked once more.

"Yeah,Draco.You're acting awfully quiet especially after the war had ended." Ron Weasley said while he stuffed his face with chicken drumsticks which the house elves of the manor had prepared.

Everyone was here:Blaise Zabini,Pansy Parkinson,Theodore Nott,Harry Potter,Ron Weasley and all the other people whom he has befriended with or atleast be civil with.

It was kind of rare for them to be together in the same room and view each other as friends or at least be civil with each other and NOT compete against each other.

They were all here and yet,at the back of his mind there is this little voice telling him that someone is missing.

He looked up from his cup and his eyes are now glued to the door.Someone was coming.Someone was suppose to come.
Someone annoying.Someone who always has her nose stuck in a book.Someone who always made sure her friends' homework is always done and they passed it on time.Someone who is always the first one to raise their hands when a teacher asks a question.Someone who had "Exceeding Expectations" written in 10 of her subjects.Someone who he wasn't suppose to love but did so anyways.

So he waited.

.

.

.

And waited.


.

.

.

And waited.

But whoever was suppose to come through that door,

Never came.




"My heart will remember when my mind forgets."


© SadVerity

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#harrypotter
#forgetme

Editt:If this gets to 20 likes,I will give you guys the part where Hermione had to Obliviate them.(In Hermione's P.O.V. ofcc) Thankyou!✨