The Secret We Share In Dark || Draco x Reader ||

Previously:

Fetch it, Percy, will you?" Mrs. Weasley sighed. Percy walked over and untangled Errol, retrieving the letters. "It's our Hogwarts letters. Harry and Y/N's are here as well," he announced. Mr. Weasley said "Dumbledore must know you both are here. Doesn't miss a trick, that man."

Harry and I exchanged a look-yeah, that sounded like Dumbledore.

.....

Harry and I decided to join the Weasleys on their trip to Diagon Alley to buy our school supplies for the new year at Hogwarts. She approached us, holding out a small pot filled with silvery powder near the fireplace. "Harry, dear, you go first," Mrs. Weasley said kindly. "But Mum, Harry and Y/N have never traveled by Floo Powder before," Ron interrupted. "Then you go first so they can see how it's done," she said. Ron stepped into the fireplace, took a handful of Floo Powder, and threw it down. "Diagon Alley!" he shouted.

The green flames roared up around him, and in a flash, he was gone. Mrs. Weasley turned to us with an encouraging smile. "See? Just remember to speak clearly, dears." I glanced at Harry, and he looked just as uncertain as I felt. 

Harry stepped into the fireplace, took a pinch of Floo Powder, and threw it down. "Diagonally!" he called out. The green flames roared up around him, and in an instant, he spun rapidly and disappeared. I stared in shock. "Did he just say Diagonally?" Mrs. Weasley's eyes widened. "Oh dear!" Fred snorted. "That's not how you say it." Panic shot through me. "! Where did he go?!" I asked, my voice rising. Mrs. Weasley's face filled with worry, but she tried to keep her voice calm. "I'm sure he'll be fine, dear. Just go straight to Diagon Alley. We'll find him."

I exhaled sharply, forcing myself to focus. Panicking wouldn't help I needed to find Harry. Grabbing a handful of Floo Powder, I stepped into the fireplace, throwing it down with controlled force. "Diagon Alley." My voice was firm, leaving no room for error. The flames engulfed me, and I braced myself for the ride.

I stumbled out of the fireplace into the bustling entrance of Diagon Alley, brushing soot off my robes. Scanning the crowd, I spotted a familiar short redhead and quickly made my way over. "Ron!" I called. He turned, relief flashing across his face before confusion took over. "Y/N? Where's Harry?"

I sighed, dusting off my sleeves. "He messed up he said 'diagonally' instead of Diagon Alley. Now I have to find him." Ron's eyes widened. "Bloody hell! He could be anywhere! How are you gonna find him?" "I don't know," I admitted, frustration creeping into my voice. "But I have to try. He could be lost or in trouble."

Before Ron could respond, the rest of the Weasleys arrived, stepping out of the fireplace one by one. Mrs. Weasley turned to me, her voice gentle but firm. "Don't worry, Y/N, Harry will be fine. He's a smart boy he'll figure it out. Let's finish getting your school supplies while we wait for him at the Flourish and Blotts."

I wanted to argue, but she was right I had no clue where to even start looking. Diagon Alley was massive, and without a direction, I'd only waste time. So, reluctantly, I nodded and followed her. Still, the worry in my chest didn't fade.

......

As we walked through the crowded alley, weaving between shoppers, I suddenly heard a familiar voice. "Ron! Y/N!" Turning, I saw Hermione rushing toward us, her bushy hair bouncing with every step. Her parents followed behind, looking slightly overwhelmed by all the magic around them. "Where's Harry?" she asked, her excitement quickly shifting to concern when she didn't see him with us.

I sighed. "He messed up on the way here." Ron scratched the back of his head. "Yeah... Floo Powder accident." Hermione's eyes widened. "What? Where did he end up?" I crossed my arms. "We don't know yet. He said 'diagonally' instead of Diagon Alley and now he's who-knows-where."