Author's Note: Just my take on a re-do fic, rated T just in case, enjoy!
Harry gripped his stolen wand tighter as his and Voldemort's wands connected once more. He focussed harder when he felt the reverberation as Nagini died, leaving Tom mortal once more. After what felt like an eternity, he was able to push it completely to Tom. A shockwave of energy hit the two of them as the connection was severed.
Harry watched as Voldemort disintegrated, dead at last. Then he collapsed to the ground.
"Harry!" Draco cried and ran to the brunet's side. He knelt beside him. "Breathe," he urged.
The brunet took a rattling breath. "Bit hard…at the moment," he replied, voice pained. He locked eyes with the blonde, seeing the open concern. "It's okay," he murmured. "I tasted freedom, removed his taint, and killed him at least," he spoke slowly, each word an effort. "It'll be better now."
"For those that survive," the blonde spoke.
Harry gave a wan smile. "Wars always…have casualties."
"But you're not going to be one of them," Draco stated. He took hold of Harry's right hand, and placed it over his own magical core with his left, while he laid his right hand over the brunet's magical core.
Harry's eyes widened as he felt the blonde feeding energy from his magical core into Harry's. "You can't," he panted hard.
"I'm not going to let you die," he spoke determinedly.
"But you'll die!"
"A small price to pay," he spoke, voice getting weaker, but still filled with steel.
Harry summoned his will, focussed upon the energy within his core – both his own, and Draco's – and pushed.
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Harry's clothes swamped his eleven-year-old body as he entered Madame Malkin's. His eyes were drawn to Draco, stood upon one of the raised platforms. The blonde hopped down from the platform, the two boys meeting halfway. They each held out their right hand, and touched palms. Their gazes locked, and awareness passed between them.
"Excuse me, Master Malfoy," his female attendant said snippily, "you were in the middle of something."
"Sorry," he replied, breaking his connection to the brunet and returning to his previous position. "I saw my future."