CHAPTER 18~ A Happy Ending
HERMIONE'S POV~
In the common room, I plopped down on the sofa by the fire. Not long after, Ginny came along and sat down next to me. "Hey, 'Mione," she said cheerily.
"Hey, Gin. What's up?"
"Nothing really. We haven't talked in a while and I was just kinda wondering if you were ignoring me at all."
"No, no, it's nothing like that. I've just been really busy lately, that's all. It's not you, if that's what you're wondering."
"You've been busy with Malfoy, you mean. When are you gunna break up with him anyway?"
I was taken aback. I had never said anything about breaking up with Draco. There was no way I could possibly break up with him. I loved him way too much. "What are you talking about? I never said I was breaking up with him."
"That's not what Fred and George said. I just received and owl from them. They said you went to visit them and they had a little chat with Malfoy. They said it looked like you wanted to kill him when you left and that you were probably gunna break up with him."
"It was nothing like that! Your brothers both took a turn talking to him and he said that they were prying into his personal life, which he didn't care to tell them about. They said some things to really piss him off and he stormed out of the shop and I got very confused. Fred and George both said that he was no good for me and were begging me to break up with him, but I said I wouldn't and they said I should, so when I left, I was pissed at them, not Draco."
"That's not what they said. They said that you were going to break up with him."
"That's not true!" I yelled and got to my feet. I stormed out of the common room and started toward the library.
I sat down huffily at a table and took out a book to begin reading. Before I had finished two pages, a hand slammed down on the table. "What the fuck is this?" demanded an angry voice.
I looked acrimonious looking Draco standing over me. "What's what?" I asked innocently.
"This!" He threw a crumpled up piece of parchment at me.
Draco, I know this may be hard for you, but we're over. I realized today that you are no good for me And I deserve better than you. See you around, Hermione
"I didn't write this," I whispered, my eyes growing wide.
"Then who did? It's in your handwriting!" It looked to me like there was a fire burning in his usually warm, grey eyes, and I became terrified.
"I don't know! There are charms one can use to make your handwriting look like someone else's. I didn't write that, Draco." I felt tears threatening to fall from my eyes, but I wouldn't let Draco see them. "Draco, I love you. How can you actually believe I would write that?"
"I can believe just about anything since this morning." He sat down in the seat next to me.
"I know who did it." I looked up at Draco. It had just hit me and I didn't realize how I couldn't have seen it before. It was as clear as day.
"Who?"
"The Weasley twins."
"How can you be so sure?" he questioned skeptically.
"I was just talking to Ginny before I came up here. She told me that they said they want me to break up with you. They told me before I left, and I told them that I wouldn't."
"Why would they want to destroy you just when you became happy?" His voice softened a lot and I was able to relax a little.
"I don't know."
"Oh gods, I'm so sorry I didn't believe you." He put his arms around me and pulled me up to sit on his lap. He rocked gently back and forth and kept whispering, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" as he planted little kisses all over my face.
"Draco, it's okay."
"No, no, no. I should've known you wouldn't do that to me. I'm so stupid."
"No you're not! I probably would've reacted the same way as you did. Don't do this to yourself." I took his face in my hands and looked into his eyes. "Draco, I love you and I don't like seeing you like this. This isn't the Draco I know. The Draco I know would've laughed this off already and would be seeking revenge on the Weasley twins."
His eyes lit up at my last statement. "You mean I can? You wouldn't care? I thought they were like your brothers."
"They are. They're like my two very, very jealous brothers. Neither of them like when I have a boyfriend. They feel that they're protecting me, but they're not."
"I won't do anything to them," he said suddenly.
"Why not?"
"I'd be turning into my father, and that's the last thing I want to do. That's the reason I why I was going a bit crazy just now. I had to fight with myself not to hit you before. Every part of me wanted to, but I fought it. I don't know what would've happened if I didn't. I don't wanna be like him!"
"But that's what makes you a better man than Lucius," I explained. "You were able to fight off that urge to hit me. Lucius wouldn't have been able to do that. You are nothing like him, Draco, nothing."
He held me close to him and I snuggled into his chest. I wouldn't tell him, but he had scared me greatly. A question kept nagging at the back of my mind-what if he had hit me? I don't know what I would have done. The thing that terrified me most though was that I now knew he was capable of hitting me if he became too angry or upset.
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DRACO'S POV~
I knew she was scared. I could feel her trembling in my arms, but I also knew that she wouldn't tell me straight out. The last thing I wanted at that moment was to have the one person I truly loved to be scared of me. "Let's go somewhere," I suggested.
"Where?"
"Anywhere. I don't particularly care too much as long. As long as I'm with you, I'll be happy."
"Okay." She got up and took my hand. I saw that she still looked a bit nervous. This wasn't what I wanted.
"Hermione?" I said slowly.
"Yeah?"
"Are you scared of me now? I didn't mean for that to happen. I really don't wanna be like him."
"Draco, for the last time, you're not like him. But yes, I am a bit nervous. It scares me that if we ever get into a fight you won't be able to control your emotions and hit me. I don't think you would, and I'd like to believe that it won't happen, but I'm not so sure. I love you too much, and I'm almost positive that it won't happen again. I do not want that to be a factor in our relationship."
"Do you wanna break up with me?" I dropped her hand and shoved both if my hands in my pockets and continued to walk with my head down. I had known all along that what we had was too good to be true. Nothing had ever gone my way.
"No, Draco! I love you! There will never ever be a man that could replace you. Look at me," she demanded. I lifted my gaze so my eyes met hers. "What's with you today? It's like I don't even know who you are anymore."
"Hermione, I received word from Azkaban today. Lucius escaped. They're trying to keep it all hushed up, but I'm terrified. If he gets back to Voldemort.I have a bad feeling."
Her eyes widened and she visibly shuddered. "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I didn't want to scare you. They said that he had outside help. No one saw the second person, but they're pretty sure that it was either a fellow Death Eater or Voldemort. They didn't see what direction they were headed in either. I figure they probably disapparated or something."
"Where do you think they're going and what they're gunna do?" Her grip around my waist was so tight that I could hardly breathe, but I wasn't about to say anything about it.
"I don't know. They could be anywhere. Let's not think about this right now, though. Let's just go to the dance tonight and have a good time. We'll worry about them tomorrow."
"Okay." She smiled up at me weakly and I kissed her softly on the lips.
"Well it starts in two hours, so I'm guessing that you'll probably need most of that time. Am I correct or no?"
"Yes you are."
I laughed a little and walked her back to the Gryffindor Tower. "I'll see you downstairs then," I said.
"Yup."
She pulled me down for another kiss. This one was not like the last. It was deep and rough. We broke apart a few minutes later. As she turned to go to the portrait, I said, "I love you."
"I love you too." She turned back around and walked through the portrait and I headed back down to the dungeons.
About a half hour before the dance was scheduled to start, I decided to get dressed and do my hair. When I decided that I looked perfect, I headed up to wait for Hermione outside the Great Hall. She came down a few minutes later looking absolutely stunning. Her dress fit her perfectly and she had magiked her hair to make it longer and back to its natural color. She pulled it back into a tight bun at the back of her head and a few strands framed her face on either side.
I walked over to her and kissed her passionately. When we broke apart, I whispered, "You look beautiful."
I saw her cheeks turn a light shade of red, but she retorted with, "You don't look so bad yourself."
"And when do I ever look bad?"
"Oh wow! I gotta think about that.never."
"That's what I thought. Care to join me?" I held up my hand to her and she took it gratefully.
"I would love to join you."
I smiled as we walked through the large doors into the beautifully decorated Great Hall. There were multitudes of colored fairy lights and a tall tree decorated with various ornaments. The Hall was enchanted so the walls would play all kinds of music non-stop.
I looked at Hermione, who was also smiling broadly, and asked, "Can I have this dance?"
"Of course."
"Iris" by the Goo Goo Dolls was playing. I put my arms around her waist and hers went to my neck. I leaned forward so that my forehead was resting on hers. We started swaying to the music and I sung the words softly so that only she could hear me.
~*~
And I'd give up forever to touch you. 'Cause I know that you feel me somehow You're the closest to Heaven that I'll ever be And I don't want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment And all I can breathe is your life 'Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight
And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's made to be broken I just want you to know who I am
And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming Or the moment of truth in your lies When everything feels like the movies Yeah, you'd bleed just to know you alive
And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's made to be broken I just want you to know who I am
And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's made to be broken I just want you to know who I am
And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's made to be broken I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am I just want you to know who I am I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
~*~
When the song was over, she whispered, "You have a nice voice."
"Uh thanks," I responded. I wasn't really used to compliments, and they still made me blush a little.
"Draco, are you blushing?"
"Um."
She started giggling and I shook my head a little. "You never blush."
"I know. I'm just not used to compliments, that's all. People don't usually say nice things to me because I'm a Malfoy."
She rolled her eyes. "Get off it already, will you? Let's just have a good time."
I nodded as she pulled me close to her and we started dancing again. I loved the way her body melted into my arms when we were dancing. When she was with me, everything felt so right. We never stopped to take a break, and by midnight we could hardly breathe.
Just before Dumbledore was about to announce the dance as over, the doors to the Great Hall were blasted opened, and Voldemort was standing there with Lucius.
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NO POV~
Draco and Hermione froze along with everyone else in the Great Hall. Everyone except Dumbledore that is. He walked over to the doors and shook hands with Voldemort. "Well done, Albus," Voldemort said loud enough for everyone to hear.
A loud gasp rang through the large room. "Thank you, My Lord." Dumbledore bowed deeply to Voldemort.
"Where are they, Albus?" Lucius growled impatiently. "I want to get this over quickly."
Dumbledore nodded his head toward the center of the room where Draco was holding tightly to Hermione's hand.
"Ah, Mr. Malfoy, Ms Desmarcue, it is really lovely to see the two of you again," Voldemort greeted with fake courtesy.
Draco's face was like stone. He showed no emotions whatsoever as he glared at Voldemort and Lucius.
"You show no apprehension. I admire that, Draco. Maybe I was wrong about you." He slid a long, pale finger down Draco's cheek, but Draco slapped it away with his free hand.
"Don't touch me!"
Lucius stalked over to Draco and punched him in the eye. Draco's head turned a little from the impact, but it snapped back. A bruise was already beginning to form on his pale skin, but he showed no sign of pain. "Don't talk to your Lord like that," Lucius muttered threateningly.
"My Lord?" Draco scoffed. "Since when did he become my Lord? Last time I checked, I refused him plenty of times. Don't you get it? I despise your very being."
"If you don't shut your fucking mouth, the girl dies and you come with us," Lucius snarled.
"No, Father. You'll be the one to die." Draco pulled out his wand and pointed it at Lucius' chest.
"Go on, Draco, I've got nothing to live for anyway."
Draco slowly withdrew his wand. "Then that's why I'll let you live. You deserve to die, but not by my hand."
The room was silent and everyone stared at the figures in the center of the room waiting for what was to happen next.
Hermione, who still hadn't said a word, was gripping so tightly to Draco's hand that he thought it was going to break off.
Voldemort stared at the two and slowly pulled his wand from his robes. "Have you made your decision, Mr. Malfoy? Will you follow me or will the beautiful girl face her death?"
Draco looked at Hermione and she saw tears fill his eyes. He kissed her sweetly and whispered, "I will always love you, Hermione. Goodbye."
"NO!" she shrieked.
Draco pointed his wand at his heart and whispered, "Avanda Kedavra." His lifeless body fell to the floor with a thud and Hermione dropped to her knees sobbing hysterically.
She pulled his head onto her lap and ran her fingers through his silky hair. Lucius and Voldemort watched as she took his wand from the floor and pointed it to her own heart. "Avanda Kedavra." She too fell to the cold, stone floor leaving the world she knew behind her.
Loud cries echoed throughout the room as the to brightest students laid dead on the floor.
As the sobbing continued, one boy yelled, "Hey look!" and pointed in the direction of the bodies. They were slowly transforming and had soon become two five-pound sacks of flour.
Lucius, Voldemort, and Dumbledore stalked out of the Great Hall. They knew that they would soon be defeated. When they stepped into the cool night air, they were greeted by the sight of twenty aurors, who shouted simultaneously, "Avanda Kedavra." They had been given special permission by the ministry to use this unforgivable curse to take down Voldemort and his followers.
The three fell to the floor in less than a second. The wizarding community no longer had to worry for the safety of their children or families.
Meanwhile.
"I can't believe we're here!" shouted the pale, blonde sixteen year old as they landed on the beach of a near deserted island.
Hermione threw her arms around him. "They're gone, Draco. We no longer have to worry!"
The sun beat down upon them as they leaned down to kiss each other.
"How long do you plan on staying here?" Draco asked.
"As long as we want."
"What about school?"
"I can't believe you would ask that question! We have no need to go anymore. I have a system where we can learn everything from here."
"And our friends?"
"One step ahead of you on that one." She smirked at him. "I already owled them and told them where we are. I just hope they're not too mad that we just left like that."
Draco pulled her into a tight embrace. "I love you."
"I love you too, Draco."
They kissed once more and then just stared out over the deep blue ocean as the sun beat down on their pale, happy faces.
HERMIONE'S POV~
In the common room, I plopped down on the sofa by the fire. Not long after, Ginny came along and sat down next to me. "Hey, 'Mione," she said cheerily.
"Hey, Gin. What's up?"
"Nothing really. We haven't talked in a while and I was just kinda wondering if you were ignoring me at all."
"No, no, it's nothing like that. I've just been really busy lately, that's all. It's not you, if that's what you're wondering."
"You've been busy with Malfoy, you mean. When are you gunna break up with him anyway?"
I was taken aback. I had never said anything about breaking up with Draco. There was no way I could possibly break up with him. I loved him way too much. "What are you talking about? I never said I was breaking up with him."
"That's not what Fred and George said. I just received and owl from them. They said you went to visit them and they had a little chat with Malfoy. They said it looked like you wanted to kill him when you left and that you were probably gunna break up with him."
"It was nothing like that! Your brothers both took a turn talking to him and he said that they were prying into his personal life, which he didn't care to tell them about. They said some things to really piss him off and he stormed out of the shop and I got very confused. Fred and George both said that he was no good for me and were begging me to break up with him, but I said I wouldn't and they said I should, so when I left, I was pissed at them, not Draco."
"That's not what they said. They said that you were going to break up with him."
"That's not true!" I yelled and got to my feet. I stormed out of the common room and started toward the library.
I sat down huffily at a table and took out a book to begin reading. Before I had finished two pages, a hand slammed down on the table. "What the fuck is this?" demanded an angry voice.
I looked acrimonious looking Draco standing over me. "What's what?" I asked innocently.
"This!" He threw a crumpled up piece of parchment at me.
Draco, I know this may be hard for you, but we're over. I realized today that you are no good for me And I deserve better than you. See you around, Hermione
"I didn't write this," I whispered, my eyes growing wide.
"Then who did? It's in your handwriting!" It looked to me like there was a fire burning in his usually warm, grey eyes, and I became terrified.
"I don't know! There are charms one can use to make your handwriting look like someone else's. I didn't write that, Draco." I felt tears threatening to fall from my eyes, but I wouldn't let Draco see them. "Draco, I love you. How can you actually believe I would write that?"
"I can believe just about anything since this morning." He sat down in the seat next to me.
"I know who did it." I looked up at Draco. It had just hit me and I didn't realize how I couldn't have seen it before. It was as clear as day.
"Who?"
"The Weasley twins."
"How can you be so sure?" he questioned skeptically.
"I was just talking to Ginny before I came up here. She told me that they said they want me to break up with you. They told me before I left, and I told them that I wouldn't."
"Why would they want to destroy you just when you became happy?" His voice softened a lot and I was able to relax a little.
"I don't know."
"Oh gods, I'm so sorry I didn't believe you." He put his arms around me and pulled me up to sit on his lap. He rocked gently back and forth and kept whispering, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" as he planted little kisses all over my face.
"Draco, it's okay."
"No, no, no. I should've known you wouldn't do that to me. I'm so stupid."
"No you're not! I probably would've reacted the same way as you did. Don't do this to yourself." I took his face in my hands and looked into his eyes. "Draco, I love you and I don't like seeing you like this. This isn't the Draco I know. The Draco I know would've laughed this off already and would be seeking revenge on the Weasley twins."
His eyes lit up at my last statement. "You mean I can? You wouldn't care? I thought they were like your brothers."
"They are. They're like my two very, very jealous brothers. Neither of them like when I have a boyfriend. They feel that they're protecting me, but they're not."
"I won't do anything to them," he said suddenly.
"Why not?"
"I'd be turning into my father, and that's the last thing I want to do. That's the reason I why I was going a bit crazy just now. I had to fight with myself not to hit you before. Every part of me wanted to, but I fought it. I don't know what would've happened if I didn't. I don't wanna be like him!"
"But that's what makes you a better man than Lucius," I explained. "You were able to fight off that urge to hit me. Lucius wouldn't have been able to do that. You are nothing like him, Draco, nothing."
He held me close to him and I snuggled into his chest. I wouldn't tell him, but he had scared me greatly. A question kept nagging at the back of my mind-what if he had hit me? I don't know what I would have done. The thing that terrified me most though was that I now knew he was capable of hitting me if he became too angry or upset.
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DRACO'S POV~
I knew she was scared. I could feel her trembling in my arms, but I also knew that she wouldn't tell me straight out. The last thing I wanted at that moment was to have the one person I truly loved to be scared of me. "Let's go somewhere," I suggested.
"Where?"
"Anywhere. I don't particularly care too much as long. As long as I'm with you, I'll be happy."
"Okay." She got up and took my hand. I saw that she still looked a bit nervous. This wasn't what I wanted.
"Hermione?" I said slowly.
"Yeah?"
"Are you scared of me now? I didn't mean for that to happen. I really don't wanna be like him."
"Draco, for the last time, you're not like him. But yes, I am a bit nervous. It scares me that if we ever get into a fight you won't be able to control your emotions and hit me. I don't think you would, and I'd like to believe that it won't happen, but I'm not so sure. I love you too much, and I'm almost positive that it won't happen again. I do not want that to be a factor in our relationship."
"Do you wanna break up with me?" I dropped her hand and shoved both if my hands in my pockets and continued to walk with my head down. I had known all along that what we had was too good to be true. Nothing had ever gone my way.
"No, Draco! I love you! There will never ever be a man that could replace you. Look at me," she demanded. I lifted my gaze so my eyes met hers. "What's with you today? It's like I don't even know who you are anymore."
"Hermione, I received word from Azkaban today. Lucius escaped. They're trying to keep it all hushed up, but I'm terrified. If he gets back to Voldemort.I have a bad feeling."
Her eyes widened and she visibly shuddered. "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I didn't want to scare you. They said that he had outside help. No one saw the second person, but they're pretty sure that it was either a fellow Death Eater or Voldemort. They didn't see what direction they were headed in either. I figure they probably disapparated or something."
"Where do you think they're going and what they're gunna do?" Her grip around my waist was so tight that I could hardly breathe, but I wasn't about to say anything about it.
"I don't know. They could be anywhere. Let's not think about this right now, though. Let's just go to the dance tonight and have a good time. We'll worry about them tomorrow."
"Okay." She smiled up at me weakly and I kissed her softly on the lips.
"Well it starts in two hours, so I'm guessing that you'll probably need most of that time. Am I correct or no?"
"Yes you are."
I laughed a little and walked her back to the Gryffindor Tower. "I'll see you downstairs then," I said.
"Yup."
She pulled me down for another kiss. This one was not like the last. It was deep and rough. We broke apart a few minutes later. As she turned to go to the portrait, I said, "I love you."
"I love you too." She turned back around and walked through the portrait and I headed back down to the dungeons.
About a half hour before the dance was scheduled to start, I decided to get dressed and do my hair. When I decided that I looked perfect, I headed up to wait for Hermione outside the Great Hall. She came down a few minutes later looking absolutely stunning. Her dress fit her perfectly and she had magiked her hair to make it longer and back to its natural color. She pulled it back into a tight bun at the back of her head and a few strands framed her face on either side.
I walked over to her and kissed her passionately. When we broke apart, I whispered, "You look beautiful."
I saw her cheeks turn a light shade of red, but she retorted with, "You don't look so bad yourself."
"And when do I ever look bad?"
"Oh wow! I gotta think about that.never."
"That's what I thought. Care to join me?" I held up my hand to her and she took it gratefully.
"I would love to join you."
I smiled as we walked through the large doors into the beautifully decorated Great Hall. There were multitudes of colored fairy lights and a tall tree decorated with various ornaments. The Hall was enchanted so the walls would play all kinds of music non-stop.
I looked at Hermione, who was also smiling broadly, and asked, "Can I have this dance?"
"Of course."
"Iris" by the Goo Goo Dolls was playing. I put my arms around her waist and hers went to my neck. I leaned forward so that my forehead was resting on hers. We started swaying to the music and I sung the words softly so that only she could hear me.
~*~
And I'd give up forever to touch you. 'Cause I know that you feel me somehow You're the closest to Heaven that I'll ever be And I don't want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment And all I can breathe is your life 'Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight
And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's made to be broken I just want you to know who I am
And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming Or the moment of truth in your lies When everything feels like the movies Yeah, you'd bleed just to know you alive
And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's made to be broken I just want you to know who I am
And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's made to be broken I just want you to know who I am
And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's made to be broken I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am I just want you to know who I am I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
~*~
When the song was over, she whispered, "You have a nice voice."
"Uh thanks," I responded. I wasn't really used to compliments, and they still made me blush a little.
"Draco, are you blushing?"
"Um."
She started giggling and I shook my head a little. "You never blush."
"I know. I'm just not used to compliments, that's all. People don't usually say nice things to me because I'm a Malfoy."
She rolled her eyes. "Get off it already, will you? Let's just have a good time."
I nodded as she pulled me close to her and we started dancing again. I loved the way her body melted into my arms when we were dancing. When she was with me, everything felt so right. We never stopped to take a break, and by midnight we could hardly breathe.
Just before Dumbledore was about to announce the dance as over, the doors to the Great Hall were blasted opened, and Voldemort was standing there with Lucius.
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NO POV~
Draco and Hermione froze along with everyone else in the Great Hall. Everyone except Dumbledore that is. He walked over to the doors and shook hands with Voldemort. "Well done, Albus," Voldemort said loud enough for everyone to hear.
A loud gasp rang through the large room. "Thank you, My Lord." Dumbledore bowed deeply to Voldemort.
"Where are they, Albus?" Lucius growled impatiently. "I want to get this over quickly."
Dumbledore nodded his head toward the center of the room where Draco was holding tightly to Hermione's hand.
"Ah, Mr. Malfoy, Ms Desmarcue, it is really lovely to see the two of you again," Voldemort greeted with fake courtesy.
Draco's face was like stone. He showed no emotions whatsoever as he glared at Voldemort and Lucius.
"You show no apprehension. I admire that, Draco. Maybe I was wrong about you." He slid a long, pale finger down Draco's cheek, but Draco slapped it away with his free hand.
"Don't touch me!"
Lucius stalked over to Draco and punched him in the eye. Draco's head turned a little from the impact, but it snapped back. A bruise was already beginning to form on his pale skin, but he showed no sign of pain. "Don't talk to your Lord like that," Lucius muttered threateningly.
"My Lord?" Draco scoffed. "Since when did he become my Lord? Last time I checked, I refused him plenty of times. Don't you get it? I despise your very being."
"If you don't shut your fucking mouth, the girl dies and you come with us," Lucius snarled.
"No, Father. You'll be the one to die." Draco pulled out his wand and pointed it at Lucius' chest.
"Go on, Draco, I've got nothing to live for anyway."
Draco slowly withdrew his wand. "Then that's why I'll let you live. You deserve to die, but not by my hand."
The room was silent and everyone stared at the figures in the center of the room waiting for what was to happen next.
Hermione, who still hadn't said a word, was gripping so tightly to Draco's hand that he thought it was going to break off.
Voldemort stared at the two and slowly pulled his wand from his robes. "Have you made your decision, Mr. Malfoy? Will you follow me or will the beautiful girl face her death?"
Draco looked at Hermione and she saw tears fill his eyes. He kissed her sweetly and whispered, "I will always love you, Hermione. Goodbye."
"NO!" she shrieked.
Draco pointed his wand at his heart and whispered, "Avanda Kedavra." His lifeless body fell to the floor with a thud and Hermione dropped to her knees sobbing hysterically.
She pulled his head onto her lap and ran her fingers through his silky hair. Lucius and Voldemort watched as she took his wand from the floor and pointed it to her own heart. "Avanda Kedavra." She too fell to the cold, stone floor leaving the world she knew behind her.
Loud cries echoed throughout the room as the to brightest students laid dead on the floor.
As the sobbing continued, one boy yelled, "Hey look!" and pointed in the direction of the bodies. They were slowly transforming and had soon become two five-pound sacks of flour.
Lucius, Voldemort, and Dumbledore stalked out of the Great Hall. They knew that they would soon be defeated. When they stepped into the cool night air, they were greeted by the sight of twenty aurors, who shouted simultaneously, "Avanda Kedavra." They had been given special permission by the ministry to use this unforgivable curse to take down Voldemort and his followers.
The three fell to the floor in less than a second. The wizarding community no longer had to worry for the safety of their children or families.
Meanwhile.
"I can't believe we're here!" shouted the pale, blonde sixteen year old as they landed on the beach of a near deserted island.
Hermione threw her arms around him. "They're gone, Draco. We no longer have to worry!"
The sun beat down upon them as they leaned down to kiss each other.
"How long do you plan on staying here?" Draco asked.
"As long as we want."
"What about school?"
"I can't believe you would ask that question! We have no need to go anymore. I have a system where we can learn everything from here."
"And our friends?"
"One step ahead of you on that one." She smirked at him. "I already owled them and told them where we are. I just hope they're not too mad that we just left like that."
Draco pulled her into a tight embrace. "I love you."
"I love you too, Draco."
They kissed once more and then just stared out over the deep blue ocean as the sun beat down on their pale, happy faces.