Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
AN: I saw Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2 last night and this brief idea came to me :)
Um, I'm just going to assume that you all know where this is set and that you know what happens after this part, I'm not rewriting the last 30 minutes of the movie.
Summary: He stood, frozen, stuck in the middle between two sides. Ficette, Neville/Draco, contains spoilers for Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2.
-Beckoning-
"Draco," his father commanded, beckoning him over, through the crowd. Most of the students turned to look at him incredulously. 'Why was he standing over on their side?'they must have been thinking.
He stared, swallowing nervously as his mother, too, raised her hand and beckoned him over.
He took one step, two, until he was halfway across the courtyard to Voldemort and his Death Eaters.
He turned and looked, there Neville stood. A wound on his head was bleeding and the look that the boy gave him was truly heart wrenching.
He stood, frozen, stuck in the middle between two sides, before slowly turning and striding back, returning to Neville's side.
He stepped up behind him, and plastered himself against his boyfriend's back, nervously glancing over his shoulder at a vengeful dark lord and his disapproving father and mother.
But he had made his decision and he was damn well sticking to it.
The dark lord had said that they would all die. But, he found, he didn't think that he'd want to live in a world without Neville Longbottom.
His boyfriend stepped forward and he stumbled, watching, shocked as Neville began limping forward. He cautiously walked forward as well, silently supporting before letting an exhausted Neville lean against him as he bravely spoke words that no other was brave enough to say.
And he knew that he could not be luckier, even amidst so much despair.