Harry stared at Draco as he pointed his wand at Dumbledore. He couldn't do anything. Harry wanted to shout at Dumbledore. Tell him to run, scream at him, defend him, help him. But he knew he could do nothing. If he did everyone in Hogwarts and witches and wizards would be dead cause a war would start sooner. He, Harry, wanted to curse Draco.
Draco was staring at Dumbledore, shaking. Dumbledore, on the other hand was smiling at him gentile. "Go on, Draco. But you have to know you're not the one you think you are. You are the one that is forced to be the on you think you are. Maybe you don't see it but I see it, clearly. Go on open that light that keeps you in the dark." Dumbledore said, still smiling. Harry held his wand tightly, now the wand's print in his palm.
"GO ON MALFOY! Don't hear him. The Dark Lord will be proud. Go on!" Grayback, the werewolf, said, showing his long pointed fangs. Draco jumped at the sound of his name. "Go on!" "The Dark Lord will be proud." the other Death Eaters were screaming to encourage him.
"Avada Ked-" Draco whispered, but stopped. "NO!" Harry wanted to scream. Suddenly, someone came behind Harry. "Don't do anything." Whispered a familiar voice. Snape showing his wand to Harry to warn him he would die if did talk. "He has to do this." Snape said staring at the Death Eaters. But Draco was feeling his lungs tied, he thought for a moment that his heart would break in pieces. He was afraid because of the who he became, the who was in front of him and who was above him.
"Avada Ked-" Draco tried again. "What is wrong with you? If you are not going to do it, I will do it." Said Bellatrix staring at Draco and having a step forward with her wand ready for fight but someone pulled her behind again. Dumbledore was staring at Draco, a patient expression on his face.
"Avada Kedavra!" Draco screamed. Harry closed his eyes, as a green light filled the Astronomy Tower. He was too afraid to open them. But he did and he hoped not to as a tear drop fell of his cheek.
Dumbledore was staring at the ground, shocked. There, on the Astronomy Tower ground, lie Draco Malfoy. Eyes cold gray lifeless staring at the ceiling. He, forever, will be the boy who had no choice.
