AN: One-shot. Inspired by the t.A.T.u. song "30 minutes". Harry Potter characters are not mine. Neither is the song.
You have to choose, she told me. It's me or Voldemort. I'll be back in half an hour.
30 minutes. They're ticking away faster than you could imagine possible. It's a life-changing decision, whatever I choose. Life on the run, with the woman I love, or the so-called safer option, following the plan that's been set out for me since before I was born, joining Voldemort. I'd lose her, though. She told me in no uncertain terms.
30 minutes. I love her, please believe me. And I know she loves me, but Voldemort stands for everything she hates. We couldn't be together if I do as I'm told and join the Death Eaters. I'm sure my initiation would involve killing her. My father is vindictive like that, he's certain there's something going on between us. He's right, of course.
30 minutes to make up my mind.
They're nearly over, and she'll be back soon. What do I do? Give up the only person I've ever loved, or risk my life by running away with her? What would you do? I can hear her footsteps as she approaches, heels clicking on the tiled floor. Suddenly, I know what I have to do. If she died, it would kill me too. I wouldn't be able to live with the guilt. She taps gently on the door. I walk over, open it and take her in my arms.
"When are we leaving?"
AN: Please read and review. I'll warn you now - this is a one-shot and there will not be a sequel.