This story happens during the Final Battle at Hogwarts, and continues to their lives after seventh year and doesn't include the epilogue from Deathly Hallows. Please disregard it. I was bored at work and thought of this story. It is only my fourth one, so please be gentle. I hope you enjoy it.
It's Not My Time
Chapter One:
Harry Potter flew across the room, he had been battling Voldemort for a little more than an hour now, and he was getting very fatigued. He had just been to Platform 93/4 and had a long talk with Dumbledore. He had died at the end of last year, and missed seeing the kind old man's face, with sparking blue eyes. He also thought of his parents and how proud they were of him. Finally getting to see his mother and father brought tears to his eyes even now as he was fighting to get up after another curse sent by Voldemort was sent his way. He was getting very sick of this guy indeed. He had killed everyone and everything he had ever cared for. He was scared to death they –the Deatheaters-had somehow gotten to Ron and Hermione and he didn't know what to do. He wondered how the others in Dumbledore's Army were doing, and how the Order was handling everything at Hogwarts. He even briefly wondered if Draco Malfoy was alright. This being because Draco's mother had helped to save his life.
Harry stood up. He stretched his arms out now, palms out, ten fingers pointed out in front of him towards Voldemort. His wand, he felt, he didn't need any longer. His parents love, Dumbledore's wisdom, and even Dobby's brave courage surged through him and he knew, he knew he had obtained the ultimate way of magic. Wandless. He knew what he had that Voldemort didn't. He had love in his heart, forgiveness, friendship.
Only barely above a whisper could Harry be heard, but Voldemort heard him loud and clear.
"My turn."
Magic shot out of Harry's body, through his outstretched hands and went flying faster than Voldemort could deflect. It rendered Voldemort's wand useless, and the Dark Lord seemed paralyzed.
"This is your last chance Tom."
"I will not allow a 17 year old boy defeat me."
"You really are pathetic, Tom. You are truly a sad excuse for a wizard."
The dark wizard's eyes turned upward, as if to plead with God on this night that he would be saved from the boy who lived. But no help would come. These were his last moments of life. He would die this night at the hands of this young, brave, 17 year old.
"Goodbye, old man."
And with that, Harry whispered the unforgivable. He used Avada Kedavra because he knew there was no other way Voldemort would give up. He would never go to Azkaban, he could not be saved. So here was his final resting place.
The curse worked because it was the only time in his life that Harry truly wished for death. But he realized even as he said it that it wasn't out of hate that he was ending Voldemort's life, but out of pity. He pitied the man Tom Marvolo Riddle had become, and wondered briefly what he could have become. But none of that was meant to be as the snakelike figure inhaled his last breath and died.
There were no cheers, no hurrah's only silence as Harry walked slowly back out of the edge skirts of the Forbidden Forest and onto the Hogwarts grounds. Deatheaters were everywhere most of them were magically bound and some were lying on the ground apparently dead.
"Harry!"
Harry looked over and saw Ron and Hermione running towards. He smiled for the first time in a long while.
Hermione reached him first enveloped him and a bone crushing hug. She kissed him on the lips. It wasn't anything other than a platonic kiss, and sweet. She released him and had tears in her eyes.
"We were so worried about you." She gestured to Ron and herself.
"I could say the same about the two of you. Need any help?"
They shook their heads no.
"We've captured almost all of them, mate." Ron said eyeing Harry.
"Did you k-k-kill him then?" Ron asked quietly.
Harry only nodded.
Ron's eyes were teary and for the first time, he hugged Harry as one would a brother.
"I'm so relieved. Harry, they killed Remus, Tonks, and Fred."
Harry was very shocked to hear the news, but as they walked slowly up the hill towards the castle he grabbed both of his best friends' hands and they entered the Great Hall.
People could be heard shouting from the rooftops so to speak. Everyone seemed happy. There were people laughing, crying and some, like the Malfoy's, Harry noted, that were just stoic.
The next few minutes were solemn as Professor McGonagall made a speech about the efforts and unity of the school and of its students and teachers uniting together to become as one to end the tyranny that had been plaguing their lives for so long. She gave thanks to Harry especially with tears in her eyes. The whole Hall erupted in loud applause as Harry blushed softly.
It was half an hour later now when Harry saw the Malfoy's looking worriedly at each other when he approached them. Lucius sneered, Narcissa was teary eyed to have her son back and Draco just seemed apprehensive.
A bonde eyebrow went up when the meesy haired boy stuck his hand out.
"You'll soon find that some wizard's can offer forgiveness to other's Malfoy. Start anew so to speak. I can help you there." Harry said recalling the conversation they had had during their first year before the sorting.
Draco smirked slightly but offered his hand.
They shook.
Draco spoke.
"This is not to say we'll become friends or anything, Potter."
Harry held a hand up.
"Of course not. I guess you could say that were are acquaintances now, allies perhaps."
"Perhaps." Draco echoed.
"Thank you. Thank you Potter." Lucius had stood his hand held out. Harry took it.
"Thank you for saving our son." Narcissa reiterated.
Harry nodded at the three of them.
"See you around, Malfoy."
"Potter."
Harry left it at that. He had a feeling that he would be seeing the youngest Malfoy sooner rather than later. It wasn't a bad feeling, just a hesitant one.
This was a short chapter I know, but it is sort of a prologue for things to come. I'm going to be posting this under Draco/Hermione romance. But it will also eventually be a Harry/Draco friendship too. Nothing slash.
I hope this pleases you. Please review.