Title:
Famous Last Words
Rating: M (Mature)
Contains: Death, Violence,
Cursing (Foul Language)
Story Stype: Songfic, OneShot,
Complete
Characters: Draco Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy
Genre: Angst,
Drama, Action (Mild Romance)
Pairing: Mild Draco/Hermione
Song
Used: Famous Last Words by My Chemical Romance
Draco Malfoy, covered in blood, wand in hand, stood on the corpse filled battleground that was once the happy school grounds of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardary. He heard the familiar sound of death spells, the sight of the gren curses flying from a wand into a body and watching that body slowly falling to the ground almost made him vmit. To know that he had killed people that day, and now holding his wand out at this one man, the one man that had made his life a living hell since he was born: Lucius Malfoy.
Now
I know
That
I can't make you stay
But
where's your heart?
But
where's your heart?
But
where's your...This
was it. Lucius Malfoy held no wand, was kneeling before Draco begging
him to spare his life and convince his son that he had changed. Draco
knew not to believe a word of the shit coming out of his mouth.
Seeing his father snivvelling like a coward before him made Draco
feel a lot better than that morning.
"You...are the sickest
fuck I have every had the dismay of knowing," he spat at his
father, "and you should know by now father...that the life you
wanted me to leave will follow you to the grave. I am an honest man
now father. For nearly eighteen years I have lived in the shadow of
being know as Malfoy Jr, one day to take over from you, but I spit on
that now. The very notion of joining you or that sick fucker
Voldemort makes me want to vomit."
"Draco... I plead
with you. Do not take the life of the man who brought you into the
world," he murmmered, "Do not kill me. I beg you."
"And
how many wizard begged you today father! Ron Weasley begged you to
let him live for his wife Lavender and their unborn child, yet you
tourtered him before you had the balls to kill him."
"He
deserved it."
And
I know
There's
nothing I could say
To
change that part
To
change that part
To
change...
"And mother? Did she deserve it when you cursed her, over and over, and then beat her so hard it hurt? That it killed her? That you killed her slowly with your fucking fists? How did you think I felt when I walked in and saw you! Standing over her dead body, her blood everywhere, on you, on the floor and you had the fucking wit to tell me she deserved it."
"She did! The fucking bitch was
fucking Snape. Your fucking godfather! My best fucking friend was
fucking MY wife! How did that make me feel Draco!"
"Oh
God. As if you didn't know. They have been fucking since I was born.
Even I knew that when I was five. I walked in on them once. I was
happy. Happy that motehr found someone who would actually love her.
And then you killed her! Had the fucking plesure of killing MY mother
and then killing Snape. You're heartless. A heartless fucking
bastard."
So
many
Bright
lights, they cast a shadow
But
can I speak?
Well
is it hard understanding
I'm
incomplete
A
life that's so demanding
I
get so weak
A
love that's so demanding
I
can't speak
"Draco,
you must understand. What I have done for you all these years was out
of love. I love you son, and you will remember that. No woman, man or
creature can change that. I am your father."
"You
haven't been a father for a very long time," Draco spat, "and
you're swrong. A woman has made me see everything as it is. Even you.
She has taught me what I can have. She gave me the courage to fight
you tonight. And I'l be glad when I am looking down on your dead
corpse."
Lucius snarled and his eyes then looked up at his
son.
"No woman will ever love you as much as the Dark Lord
will."
"Well, thats where you are wrong father."
Draco laughed. "I found a woman that makes me happy, body and
soul. And I know it will make her, and everyone else in the world
happy to see the end of you."
I
am not afraid to keep on living
I
am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey
if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing
you can say can stop me going home
Lucius
let out a horrible, evil laugh.
"Its the mudblood," he
said, "isn't it? You've been fucking her and you're taking her
side over the side of your own father."
"No! I haven't
fucked with her, I have made love to her. Not all women are toys you
can fuck then throw away, as you belive them to be. I happen to love
her and nothing you can say can stop that."
Lucius laughed
again and then went dead quiet.
"What about her lover? That
Krum?"
"They haven't dated for nearly four years."
A
cold look came over Lucius's eyes.
"You don't have the
balls."
Can
you see
My
eyes are shining bright
Cause
I'm out here
On
the other side
Of
a jet black hotel mirror
And
I'm so weak
Is
it hard understanding
I'm
incomplete
A
love that's so demanding
I
get weak
"Do
you remember Draco?"
"What!" he snapped at his
father.
"Remember the promise you made. All those years
ago."
"Yes I do, but I don't care. Pansy can go and get
stuffed."
"You promised on your thirteenth birthday.
That you would marry her and keep the pureblood reign
continuing."
"Thats the good thing about not caring,
father" Draco spat out the word very harshly, "you can take
back promises."
"Your mother would not have allowed
this!"
"No! What my mother would not have allowed was me
marryng some fucking slut when I can fall in love. What she would
have wanted was for her only son to be happy. What she would have
wanted was for her husband to not fucking kill her!"
I
am not afraid to keep on living
I
am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey
if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing
you can say can stop me going home
In
the distance, they could hear the sound of a killing curse and the
blood curdling cry of Lord Voldemort meeting his end.
Draco turned
to his father and smirked.
"See? Harrry has defeated the sick
fucker and now...all I have to say are the words and you will follow
him to hell."
"I do not care. Draco!" he shouted,
pulling his cloak sleeve upwards, "Can you not see!" Draco
looked at his father's arm, and indeed the dark mark was still there.
Burning brightly and full of colour. That could only mean one
thing.
"There is another lord," Draco whispered before
shouting the killing curse, his father falling dead on the stone
ground beneath them, dead before he even hit the ground.
I
am not afraid to keep on living
I
am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey
if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing
you can say can stop me going home
Draco
wasn't stunned with the fact that he had just killed his father.
He
wasn't sad that his father, the man who gave him life, was now lying
dead at his feet.
His fear was instead growing.
He could feel
the dark mark- a mark he had gotten in hopes that Voldemort would
belive he had joined them, the mark that allowed him to spy on the
Death Eaters for the Order- burning, something it only did when the
Dark Lord was growing strenght.
There was a new Dark Lord.
But
who?
These
bright lights have always blinded me
These
bright lights have always blinded me
I
say
Draco
ticked off the names in his head.
It wasn't his father. Dead.
His
Aunt was the first to die that night. Dead.
It wasn't his Uncle
(Regulus), Neville Longbottom (to Draco's surprise) had killed him.
Dead.
Wormtail had died at the hand of Ron Weasley before Lucius
killed him. Dead.
Fenir was killed by Lupin. Dead.
Crabbe,
Goyle, Parkinson (and their familie) were most likely among the many
corpses lying on the ground. Dead, Dead, Dead.
Who was it!
I
see you lying next to me
With
words I thought I'd never speak
Awake
and unafraid
Asleep
or dead
A
soft, small hand slipped into his own (the one hanging by his side
not holding his wand) and Draco turned to see the soft brown eyes he
loved so much.
"Hermione" he whispered. She smiled and
looked down at the figure at his feet. Gasping she turned and hid her
face in his chest. His shirt (the blood still on it) soaking her
tears.
"Potter?"
"Alive."
"Voldemort?"
"Gone."
Draco
sighed and wrapped his arms around the woman he loved, the woman he
intended to marry. But what of this new Lord? Who was it?
"Anyone
still living?"
"Harry's helping Ginny. McGonagall's
keeping all the death eaters that survived in the dugeons.
Snape-"
"Snape!" Thats who it was! How could Draco
be so stupid. After what had happened he should have know. "Hermione,
listen to me and answer me quickly. Where is Snape?"
"Helping
Harry and Ginny."
(How
can I see, I see you lying) 'Cause I see you lying next to me
(How
can I see, I see you lying) With words I thought I'd never speak
(How
can I see, I see you lying) Awake and unafraid
(How
can I see, I see you lying) Asleep or dead
Before
Hermione could ask him why he asked her, Draco had run from her,
towards where he could see Potter and Ginny, standing with Snape.
They didn't see it coming.
Harry couldn't dodge when Snape yelled
out the death curse.
Ginny couldn't run when Snape grabbed her by
the neck and twisted it.
McGonagall couldn't scream before
Snape sent a killing curse her way.
"Snape!" Draco
couldn't stop him as Snape aimed his wand at Draco and yelled the
curse.
'Cause
I see you lying next to me
With
words I thought I'd never speak
Awake
and unafraid
Asleep
or dead
It
hit his chest hard. Pushing him back against the ground, the green
sparks still light in his eyes. He could hear Hermione
screaming.
"I'm sorry...my love," he whispered. Snape
walked over to him and pointed his wand at Draco, watching his eyes
roll back in his head before he lost all breath.
Hermione raised
her wand but was not fast enough, Snape yelled another killing curse-
how many he had cast that night was a mystery- and watched as the
beautiful brunette fell dead onto her dead lover, their pitiful
half-breed inside her stomach dying with them.
'Cause
I see you lying next to me
With
words I thought I'd never speak
Awake
and unafraid
Asleep
or dead
Snape
was not a stupid man. He was never to be messed with. When he learnt
of the attack against Hogwarts, he told Voldemort that just in case
something were to happen, that the dark Lord make him the
heir.
Voldemort agreed and the deal was complete.
Now, as he
stood over dead bodies- his fellow death eaters, his once master, his
previous staff, his past students, his godson, the fussy bookworm
mudblood and most importantly, the body of the Boy-Who-Lived, Snape
realised something.
He had won.
I
am not afraid to keep on living
I
am not afraid to walk this world alone
(Or
dead)
Honey
if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing
you can say can stop me going home
(Or
dead)
I
am not afraid to keep on living
I
am not afraid to walk this world alone
(Or
dead)
Honey
if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing
you can say can stop me going home
(Or
dead)
I
am not afraid to keep on living
I
am not afraid to walk this world alone
(Or
dead)
Honey
if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing
you can say can stop me going homeWell.
There's the end of that one. What did you all think? Sorry for all
the death, but it worked out well. Comments would be loved.
