Author's Note - Hey fan's! I decided to make a series, YAY, right! Right. I hope you all enjoy it. It's basically my way of writing all the pairings I want to in the world & getting my ideas out in a meaningful way :) Please R/R the series, along with the chaps. ily.

Beta's Note - WHERE IS THE FLUFF! WHERE IS THE BUTT SEX! I like this story. Go read Twirl :

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Smile: It's not my blood

Being a student at Hogwarts was long over, but the war that had started before my birth was still peaking. Voldemort had returned and in my fourth year, his minion, Peter Pettigrew exterminated Cedric Diggory with the killing curse. In my fifth year his disciple Bellatrix succeeded in killing the only remaining family I had left, Sirius Black. She fired a spell at him and he flew backwards. He was stationary in mid air and his face was all twisted like he was terrified. He fell and disappeared, never to be seen again. In my sixth year, his crony Severus Snape murdered the headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore. I think I find it almost comical that the big bad, has all of his supporters do his dirty work for him.

It's been about thirty minutes and time is running out. I know if I had fingers instead of webbed hands and feet I would feel pruned. The Order, members of the light and myself have been under a frosty like substance of water, breathing normally with the help of gillyweed and the bubblehead charm. This was our plan: we would use charms and potions to stay under water until the appropriate moment arrived when we would rise and slaughter off the remainder of our enemies.

My body now numb was making me lose my concentration, making me revert to old memories of a certain blonde haired Slytherin. I can't seem to get the images of us together out of my mind. At first we were so violently innocent, but we soon became innocently in love. We physically fight against eachother while we emotionally love eachother. I start to remember the first song we had ever danced to. The lyrics haunting my mind as their deep meaning resembled everything of the past, present and what would sadly be my upcoming future. I begin to hum the melody as the lyrics float so easily through my mind…

Can't close my eyes
They're wide awake
Every hair on my body
has got a thing for this place
Oh empty my heart
I've got to make room for this feeling
so much bigger than me

It couldn't be any more beautiful - I can't take it in.

I look around hastily, the taste of blood flowing into my mouth and down my throat. I can smell it, as I taste it. I could never describe the smell if you were to ask me, nor the taste. Seeing nothing but shades of red I know this could mean only one thing: my assemblage had been found and killed quickly. I start to panic. I cannot leave for I wouldn't be able to breathe because of the gills. Looking at a sea of blood starts to depress me and I feel I would be crying if not surrounded by water. I watch as the blood seeps through my clothes, none of which is mine by the way. It seems odd that I have not yet been killed. I start to consider there may be other survivors. I feel relieved in knowing that I only have to overcome this for a remainder of ten more minutes.

I try to think of ways to calm myself. I can only think of one. I begin to hum the remainder of our song…

Weightless in love...unravelling
For all that's to come
and all that's ever been
We're back to the board
with every shade under the sun
Let's make it a good one

Bright red and green flashes flowing though the cold blood alarm me, stopping me from humming the last line. I start to feel a change and know I can arise to the surface of the freezing water mixed with blood. After all, there is no point in staying under any longer then I have to. I reach land and use a spell to remove the seeping blood from my clothes. Flashing light eliminates my time, and I am unable to succeed in a dry spell.

I start to run soaked and cold with my wand out and ready. As I thought, there were few survivors from the lake, but they seemed to have died off when arriving on land. I feel and recognize that I am now the only one left. I twirl around, looking at the swarm of Death Eaters surrounding me, and their leader. This is my time. My moment. I will live, or I will die.

I stare at the snake like creature hovering behind his most loyal subordinate underlings. He throws a Death Eater to the ground in front of me. He is small, and I feel my stomach tightening. The figures mask vanishes and I am now looking at the familiar face of the man I love more then anything else in the wizarding world. Voldemort yells, 'traitor.' I hear a spell, which is unfamiliar to me, and the white shirt I cleared of blood was once again covered in it. He didn't even scream. He was silent. The killing curse was initialized soon after, killing Draco Malfoy in one blow.

I look to the lifeless body of my lover. I smile. At least the blood on my shirt is not mine. I look around, watching all that is evil move in a ghostly manor. I am perfectly fine, which means…I have a chance. I raise my wand in my right hand towards the Dark Lord, and my left to his army. I smirk. It seems that wandless magic may finally be useful.

I kneel before the auburn lake and blue sky. I whisper my last words quietly, before waking up to what would probably be scorching sun the next morning, "It couldn't be any more beautiful - I can't take it in."