Was it worth it?
Did it make any difference?
Did it help at all?
I looked down at the crippled, disheveled, beaten body, lying at the foot of the Dark Lord.
"Who will follow me?" asked Voldemort, laughing hysterically
I felt the dark mark that stained my left arm burn, with the pain of 10 crucios, screaming at me to walk, take those little steps, cross the line, give up, to the power of the Dark Lord.
I looked once again at the body lying on the mass of gravel and rubble, the remains of my school, my second home.
I felt anger bubble up in the pit of my stomach.
He destroyed my home.
He killed him.
He killedhim.
He killed Harry.
He killed him.
He murdered Harry.
He destroyed him.
He destroyed his life.
He destroyed his soul
He killed him.
He killed my love
I let the mask I had worn for as long as i could remember fall, the silent tears begining to trail down my cheeks as i looked at his now closed eyelids which once held those vibrant, emerald eyes that i loved so much.
I wiped my eyes, the tears only flowing faster, out of the corner of my eyes i could see my mother and father calling me, begging me, pleading me to come and stand with them. Stand behind the Dark Lord.
But i didnt follow
I couldn't follow.'
I made a promise.
A promise to Harry.
FLASHBACK
"Dragon, can you promise me something?" he asked his eyes pleading with a hidden need.
"Anything Raven"
"Promise me that no matter what happens, no matter how things turn out, no matter what he does, that you will never go back to that cold hearten snob you were in first year"
"I promise" i swore as i pulled him into another kiss
FLASHBACK ENDS
"DRACO! Come" cried my Mother
I felt the eyes of my piers, teachers and friends turn towards me.
"No" I whispered
"What?!" cried my parents
"I said NO! I wont let you destroy any momre peoples' lives! You've alredy ruined mine! Isn't that enough!" I screamed tears rolling down my cheeks
"Youll be killed like the rest of them Draco" warned my Father, his eyes glinting with warning
"So be it" I replied as i stepped forwards to join Granger, Weasel and Weaslette at the front line.
"Then you shall die too" cried Voldemort, his eys burning with anger from the betrayal, he pointed his wand at me "AVADA KE-"
"Stupefy!" cried a familiar male voice.
Harry.