- I love you, Harry
- I love you, too.
Harry was running through Hogwarts grounds. He was scared and sad. Around him were flying curses. Most were green. He kept running.
- Love?
- Yes, Darling?
He must be fast. If he doesn't want everyone to be killed, he must be fast. Very fast. He fell. Looked behind and saw the thing which made him to stop. But maybe a better word than thing would be - person. He stood up and yet again started running.
- Umm... I'm little scared about something...
- Hey, what's wrong? Come on, Darling, spill it out.
Harry saw him. His eyes, pale skin, and slim fingers on his wand. And then he saw Harry too. They began making their way towards each other.
- It's just...what if you will become my enemy?
- That won't happen. Never.
And then finally they stood facing each other. He could see these beloved eyes, and these hands which were caressing him gently not so long ago. They stood there and were just looking in others eyes.
- But what if, Tom?
Then suddenly both of them rised their wands. Red eyes met green ones last time.
- If it ever happens...kill me.
- Avada Kedavra! - two voices were heard and then one body fell.