A/N: Hey guys! Sorry I am so late at updating this story. I had tests and all and finally I am done with school. For atleast a while, lol.
I am currently travelling, so I might not be able to update the next chapter soon, but stay tuned!
Thank you for all your love for this story!
Chapter 21- Greet Death with a warm embrace
It was 1 in the morning when Draco found Harry laying on his bed with his Elder Wand by his side, playing with his new found snitch.
Draco knocked softly and watched as Harry engulfed the snitch in his wrist before nodding to the blonde.
"This is quite a room." Draco said as he went through the open balcony and into the cool fresh air of the night.
"Yours was the same, at Malfoy Manor." Harry replied as he continued playing with his snitch.
"Mine was not quite…appealing, I must say." Draco sighed and took a seat in the chair by the desk. "What does the snitch do?"
Harry caught it and sent it towards Malfoy.
"No idea. It has a weird engraving on it. It's the first snitch I ever caught."
"Oh yes, I remember you belching it out. I open at the close." Draco read. "Quite contradictory, wouldn't you say?"
Harry shrugged. "Can I ask you something?"
"No, I have no intentions of stealing Harper from you. She is beautiful, mind you, but she's yours." Draco rolled his eyes as he said it.
"That was…thoughtful of you." Harry frowned. "But that was not what I intended to ask."
"Oh." Draco blinked.
"What will you do when you face your father tomorrow?" Harry asked and looked at the other boy.
"I don't know." Draco said finally. "Sebastian helped me put in the papers for magical emancipation a few days ago. I'll be 17 this coming June, but it's still a month away."
"When will it be official?"
"I have a pretty strong case. So soon, I presume."
Harry sat up a bit straight and that's when Draco noticed a parchment sitting beside him. He had seen one too many of such documents to not notice that it was an official document of the Ministry of Magic.
"What's that?" He asked.
Harry looked at his side and took the parchment in his hands.
"A name changing document. Dumbledore gave it to us the day dad adopted me." Harry explained, passing it over to Draco for him to read.
"It's blank." Draco noticed. "Uncle Severus has signed it."
"Yes." Harry sighed. "He says he's fine with whatever name I choose. Even if it means that I keep my own name."
"Do you, want to keep your existing name?" Draco asked, his eyebrows raised.
"Potter will always be in my blood. But Severus has shown me kindness that no one else has ever. He's my father too." Harry said. "I want to change my name, but I'm not sure to what."
"Do you have anything in mind?"
"Edmund James Snape." Harry said after a moment of hesitation.
"Wow. How'd you know about the good old Edmund?" Draco said casually as he passed the paper back to Harry.
Harry knitted his eyebrows as he looked at Draco.
"What do you mean?"
Draco gave him a surprised look. "You don't know about Sir Edmund?"
Harry shook his head.
"Then how'd you come across the name?"
"Someone suggested it to me." Harry said as he remembered Harper's words.
"Interesting." Draco narrowed his eyes.
"Who was Sir Edmund?"
"Severus and Sebastian's godfather." Draco said. "Severus never talks about him. Sebastian told me about him when I was 11 and was really nervous to go to Hogwarts."
"Godfather?"
"Yes. Alan Snape's best friend. His full name was Sir Edmund House. Sebastian said he was like a second father to him and Uncle Severus. He used to work for the Ministry, I don't know his position, but that's how he got his title." Draco shrugged. "Uncle Severus was really attached to him."
"What happened to him?" Harry asked.
"Killed when Severus was 16."
"Voldemort." Harry gritted out.
"Precisely." Draco said. "I'm curious though, who suggested it?"
"Harper. When I was posing as James Martin, she told me that 'James' felt too old for me. I asked her what should my name be, according to her, and she said Edmund." Harry said with a small smile.
"She read you quite correctly." Draco nodded. "A keeper. I wouldn't botch it up."
Harry rolled his eyes. "So, do you think Severus will mind if I take that name?"
"You didn't even know about him. And it's a legal name, you will only use that when you sign any legal documents. You will still be addressed as Harry Potter. I'm afraid you can't afford to lose that name." Draco told him. "Plus, it's not associated to a bad person. Sir Edmund was really fond of his god children. I don't think Severus will think anything of it."
Harry but his lip and looked at the paper in his hands. He stood up and went to his desk beside Draco.
"Before I lose my nerves." He stated and wrote his new name and signed it.
Harry chuckled and hit Draco's head with the rolled parchment as the other boy clapped his hands in mock appreciation.
Draco then stood up in front of Harry and gave him a small rare smile.
"Tomorrow, when I fight, you have my word that I will fight for the Light till the end of my breath." Draco said.
Harry looked at him oddly.
"Draco…what are you doing?" He said. "Don't say things like that."
"It's the final battle. We may, or may not meet again tomorrow night." He said stoically and offered his hand.
Harry looked into Draco's grey eyes and then at the hand.
Without any hesitation, he pulled the boy in a brotherly hug.
Draco stood quite shocked at first, but then slowly patted Harry on his back.
"Thank you for everything, Draco." Harry said sincerely.
"I dearly hope that I be there when you rejoice your victory, Edmund James Snape."
"You will." Harry said before grinning. "Has quite a ring to it, doesn't it?"
"Ring of a milkman's bicycle." Draco snorted and slipped out of the room before Harry could throw his quill at him.
When Draco left Harry looked at the parchment again before smiling to himself.
He made his way to Severus room and knocked to the door. He could see the small light coming from under the door and knew that he was up.
The door opened instantly and Severus stood in his black slacks and his white shirt. Although, this time, his shirt was untucked and his sleeves were rolled to his elbows. The first two buttons of his shirt were also open.
"Harry." He gestured for his son to come inside. "Couldn't sleep?"
"Who can?" Harry said and flopped on his father's bed. "I…got something for you."
Severus frowned and sat beside him. He slowly took the offered rolled parchment and opened it.
Harry could instantly see his expression changing as he read it.
"I…um…wanted to do it before tomorrow." Harry gulped. "In case I…"
"You're not going anywhere, Edmund." The firm dialogue eased Harry's mind a bit.
"So I take it, you approve?"
"I do." Severus said and smiled at him.
"Draco told me about Sir Edmund. I didn't know about him when I chose the name. But, I'm glad I did."
"Oh he was a fighter, my godfather. Didn't give up till the last minute. And how he loved his horses…" Severus shook his head in fond memories. "He kept fighting even when there were 10 death eaters against him."
"Why'd they attack him?" Harry asked.
"He was trying to save a small 5 year old girl from their horrendous activities."
"Did he save her?"
"Gave her his portkey." Severus nodded. "She was whisked away while he fought."
Harry bit his lip. "I will carry it with honor, dad."
"I'm sure you will." Severus smiled and ruffled his hair.
"I will do alright tomorrow, won't I?" Harry asked in a small voice.
"Have no doubt of it." Severus said firmly and pulled the boy to his chest.
"I am so very proud of you, Harry." A small tear escaped Harry's eyes and he buried his head in his father's chest.
"Thank you, Dad."
They sat there for a minute before Harry pulled away.
"It was nice of you to invite the Wiltons for dinner." He said.
"Yes, well, Danny is a rather good friend of mine." Severus said. "It's always a pleasure to see him beat Sebastian's arse at arm wrestling."
"Yeah, what is it about them and arm wrestling?" .
"A few years ago, Sebastian and Danny got drunk in a pub and they started a brawl. With each other." Severus chuckled. "And to resolve that small dispute, they thought that arm wrestling would be an appropriate judgment maker."
"Who won?" Harry asked.
"No one. The pub owner called me before things got out of hand, and I broke them up. Hence, they arm wrestle all the time, trying to figure out who would have won."
"That's ridiculous." Harry laughed.
"Ah well, fond memories." Severus said with a wistful look.
"I should go." Harry stood up.
"You should get some sleep." Severus told him. "Else you'll be exhausted tomorrow."
"I'll try." Harry nodded. "Good night, Dad."
It was only after he stepped in his own room did Harry realised that it was probably the last time he said Good night to his father.
His heart clenched at the thought and he immediately sat down. His eyes roamed around the room, taking everything in.
'Stop it, Harry!' he chided himself. 'Everything will be fine.'
He laid down on the bed, still in his day clothes.
If everyone says he can win, then he can.
'Maybe I will take that vacation in the States after all.'
He closed his eyes, and weirdly, he wasn't interrupted by nightmares.
/
The hustle and bustle of the Diagon Alley hadn't toned down a bit since Harry last visited before his school year. He, Ron and Hermione were currently in a safe room in Ollivander's where Harry stood pacing from wall to wall while Ron and Hermione conversed in the background.
Severus has already left for Malfoy Manor, Sebastian and Draco were with Dumbledore and the others, while Remus, Tonks, Fred and George were disguised and were roaming on the streets of Diagon Alley.
"Mate, will you calm your nerves?" Ron asked from behind him.
Harry hand a hand through his hair and sighed before sitting down in an arm chair across the two.
"Do you have both your wands, Harry?" Hermione asked.
"I do." He nodded.
"What if Malfoy changes side at the exact moment?" Ron asked. Harry gave him a small glare as Hermione rolled her eyes.
"He won't, Ronald." Hermione said.
"Trust him, Ron. And I swear, if he defects, I'll take the blame." Harry said.
Before Ron could say anything, a Phoenix glided into the room.
"It's started." Dumbledore's voice boomed out of it.
Harry, who had stood up with Ron and Hermione behind him, flicked his fist and his wand fell into his hand.
His usual innocent green eyes hardened at the message and his jaw rigidly set in place.
He turned and looked at his two best friends.
"Don't do anything foolish." He said.
"I should say that to you." Hermione said and hugged him fiercely. "Stay safe."
"You too."
Hardy nodded at Ron. They friendship had evolved to the point where they communicated the necessary things silently.
"See you tonight." Harry said and they left the room.
The room was actually quite silent. As soon as the three stepped out, the screaming and crying filled their ears, as if they had just come out from under water.
Harry nodded at the two before going off to the right while the other two ran out to help their designated persons.
"Harry! Harry!" Harry turned his head and saw Ginny, fighting with atleast three death eaters. Her potential had grown since Harry's lessons in his fifth year.
He ran to her and started helping her.
"Stupefy!"
He watched one death eater fall to his knees and quickly cast an incarceration charm, binding him and banishing him to the Ministry, as instructed by Dumbledore.
As soon as all the three were gone, Ginny leaned against the nearest wall.
"How are you so…" She panted. "Not exhausted?"
"It's just starting, Ginny." Harry threw her a smile before moving forward.
Which was once a sunny bright day, had now turned dark and gloomy. Grey clouds looked over head and the Dark Mark was sailing morbidly over Gringotts.
Harry observed the scene before him.
Fred and George were helping people get out from the Alley through a huge portal, all the while fighting off a ghee death eaters.
Remus and Tonks were doing the same from the other side, and so were Neville and Moody, and Ron and Hermione.
A sharp sting to his left side brought Harry out of his trans.
"Don't lose yourself in your head, we're in the middle of a battle!"
Harry looked to his left and saw a Death Eater looking at him pensively.
"Sorry, Dad." He communicated sheepishly.
He quickly threw a mild Petrificus Totalus at him, which he knew Severus could deflect with his eyes closed, and ran off.
/
Draco was scared.
In his life, he had never been scared. Overwhelmed, repulsed, surprised, yes. But scared? Like the scared he was now?
Never.
He saw Sebastian talking to someone from the Order beside him and quickly wiped his face with his sleeve.
Dumbledore had given him and Sebastian the task of finding Nagini. Draco would never admit it, but he was a bit glad that he did not have to fight the death eaters like other.
Even though he had spouted the nonsense of 'being fine', he was shit scared to see his father.
"Draco, let's go."
Draco followed Sebastian out of the small shop that they were holed up in and into the streets of what used to be a happy cheery Diagon Alley.
He saw people fighting everywhere.
Aside from the order members, many civilians had also taken out their wands and were helping the Order. The Giants were swinging their weapons left and right, not caring who or what they destroyed.
Draco suddenly felt a surge of adrenaline course through him as he stealthily ran behind Sebastian.
"We will have to help these people before we get the snake." Sebastian said as he cast a few spells, in order to bound a Death Eater. "You know what to do if you see her." Sebastian nodded at the boy.
"I'll see you around, then." Draco said and ran off.
He saw Harry fighting a small round and decided that the raven haired had it under control before looking to his right.
He heard a small girl cry out and saw a mother holding her daughter, begging the masked man to spare them in a small mew.
Draco instantly recognised the masked man as Alastair Carrow.
"Leave them be." He commanded and stood at the side wit his wand drawn.
Carrow looked at him and his grin widened.
"Ahh…if it isn't the small Malfoy traitor." He hissed.
Draco gestured the woman and her daughter to go.
"You're making a big mistake, boy." Carrow said as he threw a crucio at Draco, whose agility served him greatly and he moved away from the line of fire.
"You are the one making a mistake, Carrow." Draco snarled and threw a curse at the man. They duelled for a whole minute before Draco got the upper hand and bound and gagged the man to his knees.
"You will never win." Draco said to him before hitting him with one more curse which knocked Carrow unconscious and sending him out.
He took a deep breath and ran out of the small alley, and into the streets.
A dark chill suddenly descended on them and Draco had to grab a wall to prevent himself from crashing down.
The fighting stopped for a moment as the unmistakable voice of Voldemort filled the air.
"Tsk tsk tsk…such a pity, losing all of this precious magical blood. If Harry Potter comes to me willingly, I will spare everyone. The choice is up to you, Harry Potter. You know how to find me."
The chill disappeared and the people on the streets started looking at Harry. Some Death Eaters were laughing and some mothers holding their children were looking at Harry as if he should go and sacrifice himself.
Draco closed his eyes before opening them and walking towards the boy he had started to see as his brother ever since the day they had sat on the seventh floor window sill talking the whole night long.
Harry gave him a surprised look before his features morphed into a small look of pride and joy as Draco came to stand beside him.
"I did not befriend you just for you to go and kill yourself, Potter." He said softly and took a stance beside Harry as the Death Eaters created a huge circle around them.
Soon Ginny, Neville, Ron and Hermione joined them, standing back to back.
Harry's old black Wand vibrated with power in his hand, while the Elder Wand which was stored away in his arm emitted warmth.
"Sectumsempra!" He yelled, and that was all the cue the others needed as they too started fighting.
"Is the Alley clear of all the civilians?" Harry yelled at Hermione as they fought almost 30 Death Eaters rounding up on them.
"No! There are still a lot of people." She yelled back.
"Damn it." Harry muttered and groaned as a spell hit him in his already injured abdomen.
By the time most of the Death Eaters in the circle were defeated by the 17 year olds, they all were pretty banged up as well.
Harry had two gashes on his forehead, one of which was bleeding profusely. His back hurt along with his right side and left thigh. He was pretty sure his ribs were bruised as well.
Draco and Hermione sported a few bruises on their faces and Hermione's left ankle was definitely broken.
Ginny had fallen unconscious and Neville had taken her out of the circle. Ron was lying on the floor with Hermione trying to stop the bleeding from his stomach.
"Draco, go find the snake." Harry said as he looked at the blonde.
"You sure you'll be fine?" Draco asked.
"I will. I need you to kill the snake before I get to Voldemort." Harry said softly.
Draco's eyes widened. "You are considering actually going to him? Are you insane?"
"I have to." Harry gulped. "Look around, Draco. Innocent people have lost their lives trying to help me. People who are not even in the Order. I don't want more people to lose their family over me."
"And what about your family? What happens to them when they lose you." Draco gritted out, anger evident in his voice.
"They won't. Trust me." Harry said with determination. "Find Nagini." He said and gave Draco a small push before running off to help some other people.
"Always want to play hero. Bloody Gryffindork." Draco muttered darkly before trying to find Sebastian.
His view was suddenly blocked by a death eater in polished silver mask.
The long blonde hair could be identified anywhere. Draco's pale face paled even more and he took a painful gulp.
"Father." He spat out.
"Draco." Lucius Malfoy said. "You are such a disgrace to the Malfoy family, Draco."
"I better be a disgrace than join you in worshipping that evil twat." Draco said.
"You still have the chance to join us, Draco. We can tell the Lord that you were spying like Snape. He will reduce your punishment."
"I'll join that bastard again over my dead body." Draco snarled as he took a duelling stance.
"You are making a mistake, boy."
"I've heard that one before." Draco said. "Didn't care then, and am not about to bloody care now."
A low growl escaped Lucius' throat as he sent a Crucio in his son's direction.
Draco easily dodged it and sent one of his own curses. The dance continued until Draco's barrier broke and he was hit by a Crucio. He withered in pain as his own father stood above him, laughing.
Suddenly, the curse was lifted off and Draco groaned as he looked beside him.
His father lay opposite to him, his wand out of his reach, unconscious.
He clutched his arm and looked behind him, only to see another Death Eater.
"Mother." He whispered.
Narcissa Malfoy took of her mask and kneeled beside him. Her eyes were glistening with tears.
"You did the right thing." She said in his ear and kissed his cheek before standing up and gliding away, leaving the boy sitting shell shocked.
"Draco! Get up, mate!"
Draco snapped out of his state and rolled away just in time as a giant swung his bat and destroyed the building near him.
Ron ran towards him and grabbed his arm before dragging him to a shelter.
"You alright?" He asked, real concern in his blue eyes.
"I-I'm fine. Thank you, Weasley."
"Anytime, Malfoy."
Draco huffed our a laugh. "I don't think I'm a Malfoy anymore."
"Oh yeah, I saw that tense family reunion. You guys really do love each other." Ron smirked as he handed Draco his wand.
With Ron's help, Draco stood up and looked at his father. The man looked dead except for the small rise and fall in his chest. The debris of the building covered his legs and his face was paler than his hair.
Draco quickly incarcerated him before nodding at Ron and hobbling to find Nagini. He found Sebastian who looked like he had defeated a giant mountain troll.
"She's with Him, I guess." Draco said. "I couldn't find her."
"Me neither." Sebastian panted. "You see Harry?"
Draco's eyes turned dark. "He was planning on going to Voldemort."
Sebastian closed his eyes and sighed in resignation.
"He will only listen to Severus."
"Did you see him?" Draco asked.
"I saw him helping a few people down the Alley." Sebastian replied.
"What do we do about Nagini?"
"We wait." Sebastian said.
/
The Alley was a mess by the time the darkness had took over. Ollivander's was destroyed, Madame Malkin was crying on the steps of her burnt shop, Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes was blown up, Flourish and Blotts has collapsed, Eeylop's Owl Emporium was a mess with its birds flown away and a few were lying dead.
Gringotts was the only building standing tall.
The Goblins were kind enough to let the Order and a few more people to take refuge over there.
McGonagall, Flitwick, Slughorn, and the Weasley's had cast protection spells and were now healing injured people with the help from Madame Pomphrey.
Harry was the last one to walk through the doors of Gringotts. Having spoken with Severus just 10 minutes ago in an abandoned shop, he had made his way all over the Alley, or what was left of it, looking for survivors.
Severus had informed him that the Death Eaters were being called at the Malfoy Manor. Harry had told him to be careful before parting. He has also expressly told Harry to not do anything ridiculously heroic. Harry had just smiled and nodded at that.
"Harry!" Hermione exclaimed. Harry stopped dead in his tracks. Hermione's face was red, not with blood, but due to crying. Her eyes were puffy and there was a hint of sadness in them.
She ran over to him and hugged him tightly. Harry closed his eyes and pulled her back, holding her shoulders.
"Who?" His voice cracked as he asked.
Hermione bit her lip before answering. "Remus."
A feeling Harry was too familiar, with but still wasn't used to it filled him as he fell down to his knees.
He felt a few people crowding him but he didn't pay any attention to them.
"Oh merlin." He whispered as his body felt rigid.
Remus.
The man who had taught him how to conjure a Patronus, the man who was his last link to his father, the man who was as close to him as any uncle would ever be, had left him. Just like Sirius.
"Move!" A voice boomed over everyone and the people parted. Hermione, who was kneeling beside him stood up and stepped back as Sebastian sat down on his knees before Harry.
"Harry, son, look at me."
Harry was oblivious to the command and the pain he was feeling due to his physical injuries. His eyes were fixed on the floor.
Sebastian put his arm around him and helped him stand up. He quickly guided him to a corner and put up a privacy shield around them, making them invisible to the others.
"Harry, it's just us now. It's okay."
That's when Harry looked up. The concern in Sebastian eyes reminded him of Remus when he had woken up on the train after the dementor attack almost three years ago.
"Remus…" He said and his dam broke. Tears spilled out of his eyes as he cried for everyone who had lost their lives that day.
Sebastian pulled the boy to him and let him cry it out.
The boy had fought valiantly today. But in the end, he was just 16.
"I want to see him." Harry sniffed and pulled back.
"Come."
They broke out of the shield and walked towards the end of the room where the Weasley's were sitting.
Molly stood up to hug him but Sebastian stopped her with a gesture.
"Oh Moony…" Harry said as he saw the man, peacefully lying beside Nymphadora Tonks' corpse.
With shaking hands he held Remus' cold fingers to his chest.
"I'm sorry." He whispered. "I'm so sorry."
He sat there for almost 15 minutes before the chatter in the Hall drew his attention.
Dumbledore had arrived.
The old man ignored everyone's calls and walked straight over to Harry.
His eyes were sad as he saw Remus and Tonks and he muttered a soft spell. The bodies were suddenly clean and all the blood was washed away.
"Harry, we need to talk." Albus said. Harry nodded and kissed Remus' hand before reluctantly leaving.
He was now feeling the stings and pains of his injuries, but he occluded his pain as he followed Dumbledore to a small room.
"He didn't come." Harry said. "I told you he won't come."
"Harry…"
"He has Nagini, Professor! Without killing her, we can't kill him!" Harry cried.
"He will come."
Harry searched his Headmaster's eyes and narrowed his own.
"You know where he is." He stated.
"I-"
"Don't lie." Harry hissed. "Where is he?"
Albus sighed.
"He's here, isn't he? He's nearby but he didn't come out." Harry read the man.
"Yes."
"Where?"
"He's alone. No one knows where."
Harry nodded. His vision was swimming for to the head wound but he didn't care.
Albus whispered a spell and waved his wand over him. His wounds healed themselves and his vision was corrected.
"You will still need to be looked at by a healer." Albus said and took something out of his robes and handed it to him.
"Just in case." He said and walked out of the room.
The silver flowing material of Harry's invisibility cloak felt soft on his hands.
He was alone in the room now. A sudden cold had him drape the cloak over him.
He needed to find Voldemort.
He sat down in the middle of the room and decided to do something that Severus would have been proud of and also angry about. He had read it in of the Occlumency books Severus had given him.
The author had explained how he could make his mind feel all the energies around him, positive and negative. He could literally let his mind wander out of his body and search for a specific person near him.
Severus had absolutely forbidden him to do it, but Harry had practised it before bed every night, Mastering it in just a few weeks.
He needed to get into Voldemort's head. If he was near, he could do it easily.
Harry meditated for a minute before getting lost in his mind.
He could feel the various energies of people all around him. As soon as his mind exited Gringotts, a feeling of doom filled over him.
Darkness enveloped his mind but he broke through it. He entered the surprisingly clean Knockturn Alley and that's when he felt it.
Voldemort's energy.
It was similar to his own when he still had the Horcrux inside him.
Borgin and Burke's.
Harry's eyes opened and his usually light emerald eyes were now pitch black. His own Magical core was growing and filling up with energy.
He stood up and draped the cloak all over himself. He pocketed his old wand and took out the Elder Wand, feeling it's strong pull.
He walked out of the room watching as people cried and healed. They of course, didn't notice him. But just as he was exiting the room, he felt a gaze on his back. He turned around and saw Dumbledore watching him. His blue stare was sadder than ever.
"All the best, my boy."
Harry jumped out of his skin and breathed heavily as he looked at the man. But Albus was not looking at him now. He was helping an old man and his grand daughter.
Harry quickly walked out and made his way towards Knockturn Alley.
A weight in his pocket distracted his determined walk and he suddenly stopped at the gates of of the Alley.
He put his hand in his pocket and took out the snitch Albus and given him. He had probably forgotten to take it out when he wore the same trousers today.
The inscription taunted Harry once more and he scratched his head with the wand, thinking of what it might be.
I open at the close.
"This is the first snitch I every caught."
"Oh yes, I remember you belching it out."
"Belching…." Harry said to himself before hesitantly bringing the snitch to his mouth. He softly kissed it and yelped as the snitch opened.
"The resurrection stone." Harry half laugh and half cried. "Dumbledore really is a sly fool."
He caught the stone in his hand and for a second the wind around him stopped. He opened his eyes and gasped.
Lily, James, Remus and Sirius stood in front of him.
Smiling at him.
"Mum, Dad…" he smiled tearfully.
"Harry, you've been so brave." Lily said.
"You've made us proud, my son." James grinned at him.
"Even though you accepted Severus as your father." Sirius piped up from beside him.
"He's changed, Padfoot. I've seen it." Remus said and smiled at Harry.
"Moony, I'm so sorry."
"It's not your fault, Harry. I knew the consequences when I took part in the war. Just do me a favour and kill that bastard."
"You are the best Godson anyone could ever ask for, Prongslet." Sirius said.
"I love you guys." Harry said as a tear slipped out of his eye. "Will I see you again?"
"Preferably when you're 200 years old." James commented as the other chuckled.
"We are with you, Harry." Lily said. "Always."
"Always…" Harry repeated as the figures faded into the air.
He suddenly felt a gist of warm air enter his body as he walked towards Borgin and Burke's.
Little did he know that a certain blonde haired boy behind him had seen everything.
/
Draco knew Harry planned to go to Voldemort. After seeing the boy break down in front of everyone over Remus' death, Draco was sure that Harry would seek the noseless bastard with more vigour.
Hence, he waited. He waited outside Gringotts behind a pillar, looking for any sign of Harry.
He got his reward when he heard shuffling on the steps.
He smirked as he remembered Severus chiding Harry about being stealthy.
So much for that.
Harry took off his invisible cloak and took out his snitch.
Draco watched the whole ordeal with wide eyes.
His heart beat loudly as he suddenly realised that Harry was the Master of Death.
He had all the Hallows with him.
He followed Harry slowly as the Chosen One made his way to the Knockturn Alley.
Harry was conflicted. He wanted Severus with him right now. He wanted his dad.
He wasn't sure if what he was doing was right.
Maybe it was. He was doing good. He was trying to kill the man who had plagued the Wizarding World for decades now.
He took a deep breath and crossed the threshold to Knockturn Alley.
Borgin and Burke's was the 8th shop on his right. He stood in front of the ratty old building and closed his eyes.
"Merlin help me now." He muttered and pushed open the door that led into the shop.
A/N: Alright, so I'm not too good at writing fight scenes, but hope I kept you all hooked.