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Draco POV:

As soon as we got back from Hogwarts, Lilith and I avoided eye contacted from the family. Klaus Mikeason didn't look all too himself, he looked on edge and full of thoughts, every time I skipped my eye onto him.

Guilt ate me up from inside me. Once Lilith and I reach my bedroom we didn't say a word to each other, there was nothing that could change the awkward, dwelling silence that was between us. Lilith face planted the pillow as she closed her eyes instantly. I lay down next to her admiring her perfections, her hair laid on the pillow showing her face relaxed, probably dreaming about weird things that would only make other people cringe.

I try close my eyes but my mind was too busy, every time my eyes shut I would be standing in front of Dumbledore watching his life leave out of his eyes. While everyone in the house was probably asleep, tucked into their warm blankets, I was pacing the room around my bed for what seemed like a few hours. My mind was wide awake thinking of what the students of Hogwarts must be thinking right now. When I would finally decide it was better to get some rest, I would sit down on the bed, try to lay down, and stare at the tall ceiling above. My eyes wonder over towards Lilith as she wiggles in her sleep. I wouldn't be able to do anything without her. I thought to myself, before standing up and pacing around the room again.

While I had never lifted weights, I was certain that carrying the weight of this much guilt should have warranted the presence of a spotter. Such was the burden of my wrong doing, and such was the toll that it took on me.

Lilith POV

The next morning the feelings of guilt arises when I feel bad about my behaviour and its consequences. I knew how yesterday was going to end but there is still a knot in my stomach telling me to hide from everyone, run away to another town, change my name and not look back.

Word soon got out that Dumbledore was dead. I had a few owls from Luna and surprisingly Harry. They both consumed the same thing. I barely read over their words as I placed the owls on the side while I looked into the mirror. My reflection has changed since I last looked at it. It didn't look like someone I knew, I stared at myself for a while as I furrowed my eyebrows at my reflection.

Draco was peacefully sleeping next to me while I woke up, I knew he hadn't been asleep long. He wasn't good at thinking quietly, I could hear his mumbles through the night as I listen carefully.

He woke up an hour later, still looking like he hadn't slept a bit. He brushes his hand through his messy hair as he stretches his arms in front of him. A fake smile spread across my lips as I hand him a warm coffee I made not so long ago while he was sleeping.

"Sleep well?" He asked with little to no energy. He took a sip from his coffee as he placed it behind him onto a near by side table.

"It was okay, I guess." I pause as I look down at the bracelet. "How about you?" I asked, pretending I didn't already know the answer.

"Great." He lied.

An awkward silence filled the room as I see Draco loosing connection to reality and thinking about another. His eyes wondered the room as he thought carefully.

"What you thinking about?" I question.

He doesn't respond.

"Hello? Draco?" I wave my hand in front of his face, hoping he would stop thinking and actually talk to me. He jumps back ever so slightly as he looks lost like he doesn't know where he is. "You okay?"

"Yeah, Yeah." Draco furrows his eye brows as I watch him study me. "Are you feeling the massive guilt right now? or is it normal for you to kill people."

My eye widen at his words. He doesn't look like he is saying it to mock me but the tone of his voice sounds like it. "Is that a genuine question? or just some way to lift the guilt you have onto me?" I question.

"It was a question." Draco looks confused at my overthinking as he huffs. "Answer it then." He snaps while leaning back to drink his coffee which is probably gone cold.

"Draco..." I trail off. "I feel guilty too. Being part vampire doesn't mean you don't get the guilt that comes with it." I pause as I watch Draco's pupils expand. "I am carrying years of guilt on my back and I'm also adding Dumbledores death to it." I watch Draco's eyes wonder around the room once again.

"He would still be alive if it wasn't for me." Draco says slowly.

"It wasn't just you Draco." I reach out towards him as I feel his hand shake. His lip quivers as I see the moment go through his eyes. "We didn't kill him. It was Snape."

Draco stays silent for a moment. His breathing is heavy as I comfort him. "But if it wasn't for us the death eaters would never have gotten into the castle." I stay silent as there was nothing to say to argue my case. "I shouldn't have gotten you into this mess."

A look of confusion gliders in my eyes. "Im not in this mess because of you." I pause as I look around his room. "My family is part of this mess. We had no choice and-" I stop speaking as an unexpected huff come out of my lips. "we never will."

"I heard there is going to be war. Soon." You could hear the worry spread in his voice at each word he softly spoke.

"Then we'll fight."

"We could get hurt." Draco said.

"We'll stick together. We always will." A comforting smile lifts up my lips. "For eternity."

"For eternity, Lilith Mikealson." Draco smiles, along with a small chuckle.