Authors note: This is my first fanfic so I hope you enjoy it! Review please:) Not beta'd
Save Me - Prologue
After the war, it was complete chaos. Some stayed afterwards to help tend to the wounded or move the dead onto stretchers, some stayed to find their lost loved one, and some stayed to try to return the damaged school to its previous state. There was a particular cluster of people gathered around a lifeless body, tears streaming from their faces. The Weasleys crowded around the still form of Fred, sobs and pain emanating from the group. Hermione clung to Ron, tears streaking her face as George held his twin, sobbing violently. Mrs. Weasley was crying hysterically into Mr. Weasley and Ginny buried her head in Percy's shoulder. Harry looked around at all the destruction and chaos, the bodies scattered around. He saw Tonks and Lupin, Fred, and many others who risked their lives and lost. Harry felt such emotional pain that he fell to his knees, mind going numb. This can't be happening…who will take care of Teddy? This isn't real, it can't be real… Harry thought as his mind shut out his surroundings. He wanted to get away from this; he needed to get away from this. Harry looked toward the forest and saw the Malfoys gathered around Bellatrix. He saw Draco pushing away from his family and struggling. He could barely hear their conversation…
"…How dare you say such a thing about your aunt!" Narcissa gasped at her son. She grabbed his arm and pulled him so he faced her. "How dare you say she deserved what she got? She was just as wrapped up in this as we were."
"But we didn't kill people like she had, Mother. We didn't sit and torture people and carve Mudblood into innocent people's arms like she had!"
"That's because you are too much of a failure to do as you're told! You couldn't kill Dumbledore and you brought shame to the Malfoys!" Lucius said, smacking his son.
"I don't want to go to Azkaban! Especially for Voldemort!" Draco retorted. He pulled out of his mother's grip and stormed off, letting the Aurors do what needed to be done.
Harry took this chance to walk up to Malfoy and return his wand to him. He stood in front of the blonde and held the wand out to him, handle first.
"Here Malf-Draco, Thank you for letting me use your wand. And thanks for not telling them it was me."
Draco took the wand. "You're welcome Potter. Thank you for not letting me die in the Room of Requirement."
Harry nodded and left, returning to his family. He felt somewhat out of place among them, though. He felt empty inside while they felt sorrow and sadness. He looked at Ginny and realized he didn't and couldn't love her any more than one loves a sibling. And because of that, he couldn't break her heart trying to. Harry left the group once more and walked. He walked for a very long time, ending up in Hogsmeade right in front of the Shrieking Shack. Harry walked inside and up to the room where he first talked to his godfather, Sirius. He sat down and simply fell apart.
When Harry regained his hold on himself, there were many people standing in front of him. Ron and Hermione were in the front along with Professor McGonagall, the Weasleys, Hagrid and Malfoy. He stared blankly at Draco, wondering faintly why he came. Sensing the question, Draco answered.
"I followed you here. I watched you walk away and so I followed you and when you went mad, I ran back to get some help because you obviously need it."
Harry said nothing, just blinked and nodded in understanding.
"Harry? Will you talk to us?" Ginny asked, kneeling down beside him.
He looked at her vacantly, tears welling again. She pulled him in for a hug and he didn't resist. He stayed there as tears leaked from his eyes until he blacked out.