Chapter Twenty-Nine
To Sacrifice Yourself for Someone You Love
Disclaimer: Ooooh! I don't own Harry Potter and I probably will never =(
WARNING! CHARACTER DEATH
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Previously:
Jack bolted down the Hogwarts halls. Students and Death Eaters were locked in battle. Jack was about to dash down the stairs when something struck him in the back of his legs and he went crashing forward. He gave a groan as he head hit the floor. Sniggering was heard and he turned around and saw… Oh sh-!
Draco grinned at him, his wand pointing in-between Jack's eyes. "Hello… Riddle."
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Harry's eyes snapped open and she gave a squeal as she fell out of the hospital bed. Her body was dripping in cold sweat and felt as if she had been zapped of all energy. When Harry got to her feet, she began to sway. She grabbed hold of the wall and waited till her body regained some strength.
At that time, Harry heard screams and crashes. Frowning, she walked to the hospital doors and threw them open. They hit the walls with a clang and Harry watched with wide eyes at what was happening.
Death Eaters were fighting against Order members and Teachers. Students were throwing spell after spell at the Death Eaters, but none of the spells seemed to hit their targets. Many people lay on the ground. A few dead, several others severely injured.
Blood was smeared along the floor, windows, and walls.
Harry gave a shout as a spell barely missed her. The spell hit the wall and left a gorge in it.
"Potter!" Said a chillingly familiar voice. Harry went for her wand but it wasn't in her pocket… "Wha-?"
"Looking for this?" Harry turned green eyes onto the speaker and saw her wand in his hands. "Give it back, Malfoy!" Lucius laughed and with one last smile, he snapped her wand in half. "NO!"
He dropped the broken wand onto the floor and raised his wand.
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"Avis!" Hissed Draco. A flock of black birds burst from the tip of his wand and flew on Jack, knocking him over. They pecked and clawed at him. Jack, even though in immense pain, jumped to his feet and dispelled the birds with a wave of his wand.
"Confundus!" Cursed Jack. Draco ducked and the spell soared over his head. Draco glared at his opponent. "DIFFINDO!" This time, Jack didn't manage to dodge the attack fully. The spell sliced his arm, leaving a long cut down his arm. It wasn't deep and barely bled, but damn, it stung.
"Flipendo!" cried Jack but again, Draco just jumped out of the way.
"Expelliarmus!" The spell hit Jack but he managed to keep a tight hold on his wand.
"Incendio!" The right cuff of Jack's robes caught on fire. He pointed his wand at the cuff and drenched the fire with some water. "Mobiliarbus!" Jack yelled as he pointed it at a chunk of floor that was lying on the floor. Jack then whipped the chunk at Draco. The chunk hit Draco's leg. He gave a shout and fell to the floor. Sadly, his leg was fine, a little bruised, but fine.
Draco aimed his wand at Jack from his position on the ground. He slashed his wand. The spell, a purple fiery line, was blocked by an orange force field that appeared to protect Jack.
"Confringo!" The youngest Malfoy rolled from his place on the ground. The curse hit where he had previously been lying. The spell hit the ground and the spot where the spell hit it, exploded.
Growling, Jack advanced on Draco and grabbed the scruff of his neck and pulled him up so that he was eye level. He jabbed his wand into Draco's neck. "Any last words, ferret?" Draco didn't say anything. He just smirked. Before Riddle could even say anything, someone grabbed him from behind and threw him into a wall. He went crashing through the wall. Debris pilled on top of him, shots of pain, like electricity, shot through his body. Hard blocks landed on his feet, legs, arms and chest, crushing him. Then one last piece fell on his face and then everything went black.
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"Malfoy Jr." Nodded Voldemort. Draco looked at him. "Thanks, my lord." The Malfoy bowed. The Dark Lord didn't see anything, he just strode away. The Slytherin glared after him and began to follow him. What was Voldemort after?
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Harry gave a scream as she was hit with the crucio curse, over and over, and over. The edges of her vision were beginning to go black. With every curse, the pain became worse and worse. She could barely breathe. Usually it felt like 100 knives jabbing into her flesh. Now though, it felt like she had1,000 hot pokers stabbing her, trying to pierce her skin, trying to make her bleed. But with this curse, she knew she would not bleed. The Potter Heir knew that Malfoy Sr. was trying to break her, but she wouldn't let him. Though, she already knew he was succeeding. With every few moments that passed by, her brain became fuzzier and fuzzier. She began to forget things and seemed to not to be able to think clearly. Then, finally the curse was lifted.
She was left panting and spitting up blood. The spell may have been lifted, but she could still feel as if the curse was on her. She groaned and gasped and opened her eyes, having shut them when she was being cursed.
She looked around, her vision a little blurry. Harry looked at Lucius and saw Voldemort with him! They were both staring at her and beside Voldemort was… "Draco…" croaked Harry. Her throat was raw and sore, every time she breathed and talked, it made her cringe with pain. Draco was staring at her with an emotion that was hard to read.
Voldemort gave a cold smile and looked at Lucius. "I think we should end this. Wouldn't you agree, Lucius?" The Malfoy smirked and nodded. "Of course my lord. Could I do that honors?"
"Why, of course. I wouldn't have it any other way." The Dark Lord took five steps backwards from Lucius and leaned against the wall, watching. Lucius murmured an accio spell, and from inside Draco's robe, a knife flew into Lucius's hands. It was the same knife that Draco had, had when he had tried to kill her in the Astronomy tower.
Malfoy Senior gave a sneer and advanced towards her. Draco's eyes darted between his father and his ex-lover. Harry looked at him pleadingly, her eyes begging him to help her.
Lucius Malfoy was so close now… Draco made up his mind.
The younger Malfoy ran forward. He grabbed his father's hand, the arm that held the dagger. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Shouted Lucius. Voldemort stayed where he was, a cold smile graced his lips and he folded his arms over his chest.
Lucius didn't know what to do. Before he knew what he was doing, he pulled his arm from his son's grip and brought the knife down on him.
Everything seemed to go in slow motion. Lucius plunged the knife towards his son. The knife stabbed into Draco's neck. Draco gave a gasp as blood poured down him neck, his life slowing leaving him. His skin paled, his eyes lost any color they had. The boy took both hands and grabbed the knife. He took a couple steps back, his hands grasping the knife's hilt and he pulled it out. He gave his father and Harry one last look, before he dropped the dagger. A soft clank was heard, followed by a gentle thump as Draco's body hit the ground. His hands were still around his neck, his lips blue, blood running under his hands. Draco looked at the ceiling, his eyes were colorless.
Lucius stared in horror at what he had done. Harry couldn't get to her feet; she got on her hands and knees and crawled to him. "Draco? Please wake up. You can't be dead. You can't… No…" She started shaking him, tears flowing down her face, like a mini water fall, each droplet hitting Draco's face, leaving a mini pool of tears. Voldemort was laughing. Harry felt pain in her chest. Her heart was breaking, she felt it… Snap, snap, snap… Her heart was threatening to just stop working…
Draco had been ripped from her life… Draco was gone and he would not come back. Draco… her first love…
Harry refused to believe that. He must just be sleeping, she convinced herself. Asleep, that's right, asleep. She told herself. Yeah… just asleep. She laid her head on his check and began weeping.
Lucius stood there for two full minutes, Voldemort had stopped laughing. Malfoy Senior turned to him. The Dark Lord grinned. "Let's go…" Voldemort reached into his robes and activated a portkey. The platinum blonde Death Eater shot one last look at Harry and Draco before he disappeared.
Harry soon cried herself into exhaustion and she lost all consciousness.
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Harry woke up sometime later in what looked like the hospital room. She sat up and looked around. Most of the beds were occupied by other students, though, not many beds, perhaps only five other students were in the room. Harry looked to her left and saw Jack in bed. He was awake and was looking at her. His arms, legs, chest, and head were bandaged. Harry felt her eyes start to water; it was all her fault… "J...Jack…" She said sadly.
Harry kicked off her blankets and moved so she was sitting on the edge of the bed, her feet hanging off the side of the bed. Jack did the same. The two teenagers stared at each other.
Jack was the first to speak, Harry avoided eye contact. "Harry, I'm sorry." Harry growled at this. "Sorry for what?!"
"For everything…" Harry ignored him. She felt… scared, not fear from the Death Eaters attacking Hogwarts, but from her nightmares… when she had been in a coma. "Are we going to have a funeral… for… him?" Asked Harry, finally looking at Jack. He looked tired and worn out.
"I don't know…" Jack gave a sigh. "Harry, I'm leaving." Harry felt her mind start to snap at those three words. Everything was going so wrong, so very wrong. Harry didn't even look up. "Why?" She said. Jack gave a grimace. "You don't need me, why should I stay? You don't care for me, it was always about Draco." Harry's eyes narrowed. She shouldn't be mad… It was true, every word. "Will… I ever see you again?"
"I don't know. Maybe…" Harry shook her head and got to her feet and turned and ran. She burst through the hospital doors and ran, ran, ran, far away.
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Harry had ran the Room of Requirement and stayed there till the funeral.
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It was a beautiful service. It was a private funeral; they didn't want reporters and other people taking over Hogwarts.
Harry wiped at her eyes and fell on her knees in front of Draco's tomb stone. Hermione bit her lip and walked over to Harry and put a hand on her shoulder. He shook off the hand and ignored her. Hermione cast her eyes to the ground and walked away, Ron followed her, neither glanced back at the poor girl.
Harry ran a hand slowly over the tomb stone. It was so cold. She had been holding a black rose. She ran a hand over the stem, cutting her finger open. Dripping a drop of blood of the ground in front of the grave stone, she then put the rose next to the grave.
Harry's eyes were a blinking message… They showed so much pain…
Harry lay on her back and looked up at the sky. One drop of rain hit her face. Black clouds started crowding the sky, more rain began to fall. She shut her eyes and lay there for some time.
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Jack gave a depressed sigh as he pushed open the Hogwarts gates. His hair began to get drenched from the rain. He looked over at Harry. He wished he could go over and comfort her, but he knew he shouldn't. Taking a step out of the gate and out of Hogwarts ground, he disappeared with a crack.
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(A/N) Ta-da! There ya go =D Just one more chapter.
