A/N: Hey, everyone! To all those who already know me and are reading either "The Time-turner" or "Evermore", I apologize for the long absence. I've been very busy editing my contemporary romance novel and joining writing bootcamps/competitions this past year. This is the result of one of those bootcamps. I hope you all like it. And don't worry, I'll be updating my other WIPs soon, so stay tuned.

Written for: Wattpad's Fanfic Bootcamp 2018

Fandom: Harry Potter/Dramione

Word Count: 500 words

Prompt: Pure Flash FanFiction story; Character must be in high-intensity - life or death - situation and end with cliffhanger. Narration only, no dialogue! Must be no more or less than 500 words.

Choosing Sides

The spells were flying everywhere. Red, blue, yellow, and green flashed all around as the combatants wordlessly cast curses at each other. Draco slid down to the floor, his back flushed against the stone wall. The Order had a traitor in their midst. Not even he, who spied on Lucius, Voldemort's right hand man, saw this coming. His father was out there, leading the charge. As was his deranged aunt, Bellatrix. The wall to his right exploded together with Longbottom. Draco scampered away and hid behind a fat column just as another body flew past him, slumping against the far wall, lifeless. Weaslette. Potter would be devastated when he returned.

If he even returned.

A movement to his left pulled him from his thoughts. Granger. She was leaning against his column's twin, blood dripping from her left arm. Her eyes darted to him, smiling in relief. He smiled back. Their brief moment was shattered when someone landed between them. Lovegood. Draco shuddered. That could've been her. He started to move towards Granger, but she shook her head. They'd discussed this scenario before. If the Order was cornered, he must remain hidden and maintain his cover. Even if it meant abandoning them to save himself.

Theoretically, it was a sound plan. He was more effective as a spy than a hero. In actuality, it was a shitty plan. How could he leave the people who gave him redemption? How could he leave her? Granger would never be taken alive. Not again. Not by Bellatrix. And that's what made that plan unacceptable. He could not leave without her. Two more bodies slammed beside Lovegood. Abbott and McMillan. They were dropping like flies! None of them was going to survive this.

Then, he heard his father bellowing his name. Granger's eyes flared in alarm. How did he know that you're here? She seemed to ask. His blood ran cold at the implication. Shit! Had his father always known that he was spying for the Order? His father's next words answered his question. He believed that the Order had kidnapped Draco and was holding him prisoner! His father didn't know that he was a turncoat! Draco sighed. He could still come out of this unscathed and with his cover intact. Still, was it what he wanted to do? Lucius might not be able to kill him should his treachery come to light. Bellatrix, however, would carry out the deed without even blinking. She had long shifted her undying loyalty to her snake-faced mentor. Family meant nothing to her.

He turned and locked eyes with Granger. She was nodding, as if encouraging him to play along his father's false assumptions. He shook his head. No matter what, he was never going back to Voldemort's camp. And if he were to die today...

She must know how he felt about her. So, he mouthed the three words he'd never uttered before and left his hiding place with his wand held before him, ready to do battle.

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