There was only a few days until the battle. We were all more stressed. Draco and I spent most of our time in the library. It was a place we'd hang out since we were kids. Enzo had stuck to his room, and only came out to eat or go for runs. Mat would go wherever I went, he basically just doted over me. I was okay with it though because I was a leech on him anyway.

Speaking of, he just walked in and came to where I was sitting. He lifted me on top of him so I was sitting on his lap and he moved my hair away from my neck so he could kiss me. I kept reading although the words weren't computing in my brain.

"Sorry, am I distracting you from your reading."

"Be quiet," I said and Draco laughed at us. Enzo then walked in and Mat stopped kissing my neck. 

He sat across us on a chair, and he leaned forward, his arms resting on his legs. 

"I think we should at least talk about what we know," he said. I slid off Mat and brought my legs to my chest on the couch, and I told Enzo everything we knew. 

"So it definitely has something to do with you," Enzo said, Mat had put a protective hand on my thigh and was now caressing. 

"Yeah, that's a definite thing," I responded. 

"Do you think anything will happen to you?" Enzo said, asking the question we had all been thinking about. 

"I'm not sure, but the fact that he wanted me prepared, physically, that means it's me versus him, and you're all just bait, and leverage." Mat's hand gripped harder on my thigh and I met his eyes as he deep breathed. 

"The setting of the battle is your birthplace, and the date, your mothers birthday. Yes you're in the middle of everything but maybe it has something to do with the day you were born, about your mother giving birth." Draco said.

"Well she did almost die while giving birth to me, especially because I came early. Maybe it has something to do with that. I mean this did all start after I found out that my mother died."

"Exactly."

"Okay so not completely sure, but we have a possibility," I said. 

"It's something," Enzo said.

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I walked into the kitchen to get something to eat. The battle is tomorrow, and no one has spoken a word all day. I went in and saw Enzo eating a sandwich. Tabby hurried around the corner.

"Miss um, Davina."

"Yes Tabby."

"I prepared you a sandwich, your favourite."

"Thank you Tabby." She almost hurried off again and I stopped her. "Do you like juice Tabby?"

"Yes miss."

"Can you please get a glass?" She went and came back with a glass of juice. "Here, sit up here." I said and she got up on the counter. "Have a break, drink some juice." She smiled.

"I don't think I should."

"Please, I want you to."

"Well I suppose if you request it." She drank some juice.

"So Tabby, do you have any friends?"

"Well, I work with the other elves but we're not all friends. I did have a friend that worked here but he got a new master."

"Who?"

"Dobby."

"Oh, I remember Dobby, very clumsy that one. Do you see him?"

"Well, he is a free elf now so he comes and visits me."

"That's very nice." She hopped off the counter.

"I should go back to work miss."

"Okay." I started to eat my sandwich, and Enzo was on the other side of the counter, leaning.

"You are something."

"Stop."

"No, just how you are with everyone, I'm sorry, I'll keep it to myself." He smiled and I kept eating.

"Hey, I wanted to talk to you actually."

"Anything, what's up?"

"The battle." He jaw muscles flickered. "We know why it's happening, or the main gist of it, so I just want to talk about the fact that I may not make it home."

"Davina, don't talk like that, I'm not going to let that happen."

"You can't control that, and that's actually why I wanted to talk." I paused and then went on. "Something will most likely happen to me and I just want to make sure that you all just leave and get out. Voldemort would have gotten what he wanted, I don't want you guys sticking around trying to save me. I don't want anything to happen to you guys."

"Davina, I don't know."

"Just please, otherwise I will come back and haunt you. You have to make sure you all are safe, I don't care about me. If I can help it then I'll get us all out but it's me first." We kept eye contact, and he looked at my face, my seriousness. After a minute or so he spoke.

"I'll do it, for you."

"Okay, good." He hesitated but then straightened up and walked over to me. He pulled me in for a hug, as if it was the last.

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"Come, sleep." Mat gestured for me to lie with him and in just panties and a crop top I fell onto my stomach next to him. He was sitting back against the headboard and he lowered himself and laid on top of me on the lower part of my body, using my butt as a pillow. He started jiggling it with his hands and I was laughing into the pillow. 

I turned around, ruining his fun and he moved so that I could lie on him. I traced the outlines of his muscles with my finger and we laid there quietly. I felt my eyes water and I attempted to hide my face from him. I was thinking about how this may be my last night with him. 

I sniffled which gave it all away so he lifted my chin to face him.

"This may be stupid to ask, but what's wrong?" He said and rubbed my cheeks.

"I don't want to talk, I just want to be here with you."

"Of course sweetheart." I got on top of him and kissed him softly. We made out like this for several minutes. Tongues tied together and lips plumped. I just wanted his lips attached to mine forever. We both were tired, and needed to sleep, but I didn't move. I just laid on him like this and wrapped myself around him, as if I was merging our bodies together. 

I made his scent the embodiment of my own, I wanted to swim in him forever. I wanted him forever, but I may not live that long. I just hope he finds someone else, I hope he can love someone else like he loves me, or at least somewhat. I just realised that he's only ever loved me. Half of me was completely warmed by the thought and the other half just wanted to stay like this and not go anywhere, in order to protect him. 

I knew, I knew from Voldemort's face that I wasn't going to make it. My father is nowhere to be found, in fact I'd already made peace with the fact that he's already dead. And I'm positive my mother's death wasn't an accident. I don't know why but Voldemort hates my family. He hates me. 

I fell asleep engulfed in Mattheo Riddle. I savoured every last drop of his essence and I was ready to carry it with me wherever I was going to be sent to tomorrow.