The final two surviving members of the light were lying in a tiny cabin protected by the Fidelius Charm. The magical word had descended into madness after Dumbledore's death. Voldemort and the Death Eaters had taken over the Ministry of Magic shortly after. Within a year Diagon Alley, Hogsmeade, and even Hogwarts herself had been taken over. There were very few places left safe to muggleborns and enemies of Voldemort. Within 5 years of Dumbledore's death, Voldemort had complete control of even the muggle world. The two that were left knew it was only a matter of time before they too joined their loves ones on, as Dumbledore called it, "the next great adventure." They risked their lives every time they left the cabin to look for food. They had decided if they were going to die then they were not going to let Voldemort get the satisfaction of being the one that killed them. Two boys were all that was left of the light. One with inky black hair and emerald green eyes, a thorn in the Dark Lord's side since birth. The other fair-haired with expressive gray eyes could have been one of the Dark Lord's most trusted followers. He had however chosen to turn his back on the Dark Lord after watching the Dark Lord torture his mother until there was nothing left. They both knew that if they were captured they would be brought before Voldemort. They had escaped his wrath too many times not to be. They also knew that it would not be a quick painless death. Voldemort would likely torture them for days if not weeks before he finally ended it. That was not an outcome that either of them could live with.
Therefore, during their outings to find food they managed to gather ingredients for a potion. The blond boy was certain he could brew it. He had found it in one of the books at his family's home before his mother had died. Even then, he had wanted to make sure he had a way out. He had no desire to serve the Dark Lord but he was also not about to leave his mother. He needed a backup plan. He had carried the page with the directions and ingredients on him ever since. This was their way out. The potion would give them the quick painless death they were looking for. It would take 5 minutes to end it after ingestion.
The boys had laid down on the bed in the cabin right after swallowing the potion. They were facing each other as neither wanted to die alone. They were also holding hands. They could both feel themselves getting sleepy which was just how they were supposed to feel. Each boy was thinking of the first time they met each other and how different things may have been had they become friends then instead of when it was too late to matter. With their last bit of consciousness, the boys said goodbye.
"Goodbye Harry," came from the blond boy.
"Bye Draco, see you on the other side," came from the black haired boy.
Each other's faces were the last thing they saw.