Not Now

Come here, please hold my hand for now
Help me, I'm scared please show me how
To fight this, God has a master plan
And I guess, I am in his demand

Please save me, this time I cannot run
And I'll see, you when this is done
And now I, have come to realize
That you are, the one who's left behind
I see, the light it feels good
And I'll come, back soon just like you would
It's useless, my name has made the list
And I wish, I gave you one last kiss

In the last day of the school year, the Hogwarts students rushed down the halls making the last few arrangements before going back home. They said good-bye to their friends, promising to write during the summer. The day was hot, the sky was cloudless, just like any normal summer afternoon. A relaxed and cheerful atmosphere ruled in the castle.

Yet in the Head's common room, a tall, pale, blond boy stood, shaking with panic as he clenched the piece of parchment in his hands. He felt something strong pressing his chest, having trouble breathing.

The moment he had feared for practically his whole life had come, and there was nothing he or anyone could do about it. If he had received this letter several years ago he would have been honored, anxious to start his duty. The Dark Lord himself was asking for his services. He would have given anything for this opportunity to prove himself not only to Lord Voldemort but to his own father.

But now, as he stared down at his father's elegant penmanship, he could only be terrified. Even though Dumbledore had offered his help, he still had to go back to his house and face them.

Actually, being on the Order's side probably brought him more trouble, putting him even more at risk.

He jumped, startled at the sound of the door opening as Hermione walked in, beaming brightly at him. But her grin fell as soon as she saw him trembling, paler than ever,. She rushed towards him, putting his hands in hers.

"Draco what's wrong?!" she asked anxiously, shaking him lightly, her eyes filled with concern.

He didn't say anything as he passed her the crumbled letter, running a shaky hand through his hair. She quickly smoothed it and read. He eyes watered as she stared at him, thinking of a way to help, put she had trouble thinking straight.

"Draco, there's got to be something-" Her voice shook with fear.

He cut her off, raising his voice, "It's useless, Hermione! There's nothing anyone can do!"

"We'll talk to Dumbledore-"

"We already know what he's going to say, Mi. He wants me to go as a spy and find out what the Dark Lord is planning." He sat down at one of the couches near the fireplace, putting his head in his hands as he took a few deep breaths.

"I just can't believe he would put you at such risk! I never thought he would be so irresponsible!" She stood behind him, resting her hands on his shoulders.

This made Malfoy chuckle. Only Hermione would dare lecture Dumbledore on what he should and shouldn't do. He reached for her, pulling her down next to him on the couch. He stared at her directly in the eyes; she cupped his cheek in her left hand as a tear escaped her eyes. Her lips were trembling.

"Please don't go! Draco, I'm begging you, don't go!"

He sighed, taking her hand in his, "You know it would be worst if I didn't show. It's not like I'm going home to my father. Voldemort is asking me to go. If I don't, they will all be looking all over for me."

"I don't want anything to happen to you. And if they find out that you're giving information to the Order-" She broke down in tears; he pulled her to him and kissed the top of her head.

"I know..." He didn't know what else to say. There was nothing that would make them feel better about this. They stayed like that for a long time. At last, he spoke.

"I need you to promise me something." He held her at arms length to be able to look at her eyes as she answered.

"Yes?" She asked, wiping the tears from her eyes.

"When this is all over, promise me you'll be waiting for me." His heart pounded in his chest as he waited for her answer.

She broke down in tears again but manage to reply, "Of course Draco, I'll wait for you, always."

Please stay, until I'm gone
I'm here, hold on, to me
I'm right here, waiting
And take, my one last breath
And don't forget
That I will be right here, waiting


A/N: I know, another angsty one... Anyway, I wasn't sure about Dumbledore's request, because it seems like he wouldn't put his students at risk, but I think the Order wouldn't have let him waist the opportunity...

And I'm sorry for taking so long to update, I've just have been a little busy lately...

Thanks again for reading, I hope you liked it!