AN; This is my first Draco and Hermione story. This is not going to be long or anything like that. Really short and simple. Hope you like it.!

Disclaimer; I do not own anything from Harry Potter.

Chapter 1

I knew this day would come. I've been ready for this for a while now. I even have reached that point in my life that I actually welcome this moment.

'Sectumsempra!' He screams the curse out.

'Shit,' I curse as the familiar sharp, knifing pain rushes trough my body. He wants to see me suffer. He saw it in my thoughts that I am ready to die. He decided not to give me what I want. I shouldn't be surprised at all, it's so typical of him.

'My boy you thought that you'd get the easy way out. But no, I want you to think for your last living minutes about what you did. Maybe I'll even heal you and do it all over again. You won't get out of this. Not this time,'he says as though reading my thoughts. I am actually sure that he read them. I hate this man. No, wait, he is not a man. He is not even human. He is a Thing, a pathetic Thing.

Lying here and bleeding to death, I rush over this day's events.

2 hours earlier

'You have an hour to give me over Draco Malfoy, if you want to spare some lives and gather your strength I know you will make the right choice..' Voldemorts voice echoed in my head. Shit, so he knows now. Well I can't say that I didn't see this coming. But some little part of me still hoped that I could get out of this war alive. He didn't notice that I turned on him and my family a year ago but knowing him he probably knew it for some while now. That evil man just waited for the right moment. I look over to Hermione and see that she is looking at me with terrified expression on her face. I just smile weakly at her.

'No. No. No! You can't be possibly thinking to go and hand yourself over. I won't let you.' She shouted at me. I could hear that she is scared. She came to sit beside me and took my hand in hers. She knows me too well.

A year ago she cornered me in one of our Death Eater fights that Voldemort had planned against Harry Potter and the Order. She wanted to reason with me to change to the light side or be a spy for them. She told me all kind of reasons why should I. Of course I didn't need any reasons to change sides she got me on her side right after she asked me to. I would do anything she asked me to and the fact that she still believed in me made me agree. I was so touched but I would never tell her that, not even now. So, basically I changed sides because of her. Because I love her and have loved her for years now and this is the other thing I will never tell her. At least not until this is all over. So for the last year I was meeting secretly up with her and some of the Order members and we exchanged information. Some days I just spent with her talking about everything but in the same time about absolutely nothing. It didn't take her long to start to trust me and become my friend. Friends were never enough for me but I didn't want to develop something between us because of the war. I didn't want her to get hurt. So it was for the best to distance her from me. I didn't let myself go further than friendship line allowed me to, no matter how much I wanted too. Sometimes when I got this feeling that she might feel something for me I would automatically shut her out and start to call her names basically being my old self. First few times it had worked but after some while she just saw trough me. Then it got all intense between us and I couldn't control myself anymore. I kissed her. To my surprise she didn't pull away. Kissing her felt like heaven like there is nothing better in this world. It felt so right, I felt so alive. I had slipped. The realization hit me at that moment when she let a moan escape her lips. I pulled away from her and just stormed off not saying a thing. I had messed things up. It wasn't supposed to happen this way. So the next time I saw her I apologized to her and said it was a mistake. I saw that I had hurt her but she just shrugged me off and told me it was alright and that she understands. For some while it was as nothing ever happened between us but that didn't last. The last few times that I saw her it got touchy feely between us. Of course I would never let myself get too close to her again but we had our moments with words that softened mine and her heart at times. I was pulled out of my thoughts by Hermione. I realize that I hadn't replied to her yet.

'You can't be possibly suggesting to me that I should stay here and get us all killed. Besides half of the Order will happily give me up ignoring the fact that I am on their side they will never defend me. They are not you Hermione. ' I said in a soft voice and brushed my fingers against her cheek. I shouldn't be doing that at all. I just can't help it, she is way too cute.

'I said I won't let you go. Harry won't let you leave too and you know that a lot here does what Harry says.' She said in a really serious voice and I knew better than to start and reason with her. She would just go to Potter and say something and he wouldn't let me leave too. That means I have to talk to Potter alone. I know that I can only reason with him if Hermione isn't around.

'Ok, but let me talk to Potter… alone.' I say to her and as on cue he showed in front of us.

'Malfoy,' he said in civil tone 'we should talk.' I nod in agreement and we make our self's out of the Great hall. We walk for some while making sure that nobody is following us or would eavesdrop on our conversation. Potter is the first one to break the silence.

'I am guessing that you want to go and I can't stop you, right?' he said putting his hands in his trousers pockets. I just nod in agreement.

'And I am guessing you have a plan?' he spoke again looking at me curiously.

'Certainly, I want you to follow me in to the woods under your invisibility cloak. He wants to kill me but I am guessing that he'll torture me first and that is your cue to kill him.' I say casually not even feeling slightness fear of dying or Voldemort torturing me.

'You think he won't be prepared that I'll be hiding somewhere and waiting for my opportunity to pop out and kill him and save you?' he says and for a moment I think that he might actually care if I die but I shrug that thought off as soon as it entered my mind. He's only concerned for himself no to be spotted before he has the opportunity to kill the Dark Wizard.

'He doesn't know that you have Invisibility cloak you dumbass. Probably he would think that if you let me go so easily that I am not important to you Golden Boy and even if he would suspect something he wouldn't see you because of the cloak. But to be sure I say you still keep your distance long enough to have a shot at actually killing him with one curse.'

'Alright, sounds like a plan..' Harry said and started to walk away.

'Yo Potter, remember stay under your cloak and don't mess it up. I wouldn't want to go as a total waste.' I said and smirked with my all too well know Malfoy smirk.

Potter didn't say anything back just nodded his head in an agreement. We exchanged one last 'good luck' glance at each other before walking our separate ways. I wasn't too bothered to go back to Great hall as much as I wanted to. I knew the moment I stepped in there she would come running and not let me leave. Ah she could be a pain in the arse like that but she wouldn't be Hermione without that right? I slowly made my way to the Forbidden Forrest taking in last breaths of my life. I am, well I guess I was always prepared and waiting for this moment. At least I won't go in a way I thought I would. I would go by doing something good. I know I may sound ridiculous because there is a chance that I may, maybe, possibly survive. I won't get my hopes up just in case Potter misses or something like that. He is known as screwing up a lot of things, really.

This is it. This is the moment we all been waiting for. The final showdown.

Now, I am lying here in agonizing pain but he won't see me flinch, I won't and I refuse him to see the satisfaction of me screaming and suffering. I wonder what Hermione will do when she finds out I didn't make it. Will she be sad? Disappointed? Or happy, that Harry survived and that the Dark Lord is finally dead? Maybe she will shed a tear of me being gone but honestly why would she? She is better off without me anyway.

I feel like I am slowly slipping away. I must be dying or passing out from pain. I see her face with a soft smile on it but then her face disappears in the middle of green flashing light. I hope its Potter, I hope he won. I really hope he didn't miss. And then everything went black.

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