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I don't own HP
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Falling was the most wonderful feeling of carelessness and helplessness at the same time. It was like he wasn't in pain. Draco Malfoy was not in pain. Sure, his heart was broken, but as air wished past him he closed his eyes and only concentrated on one thing. Life. This was the end of it. This was the end of the road. This was it. As cliché as it may sound, life was passing past his eyes. It was if falling had become a pure ecstasy. He was reminded in this way of the best moments in his life. His birthday memories, his mother holding him.life was quickly catching up to this moment in time when he remembered that night with Hermione.
~*~ "Draco.I have to tell you something.."
"Shh.its okay.I feel the same way." ~*~
That's when it hit him. Maybe she wasn't coming to say she loved him. tears formed in his eyes. He gave into the total depression of it all and watched as, if in slow motion, tears rose up above him. He gave in. he would just simply die. If e couldn't live with Hermione there was no point in living anyway.right? She wasn't his.he might as well give up now.
"Wingardium Leviosa!" Draco heard a voice say suddenly. The voice pulled him out of his little pre-death world. Then the air stopped going by.
Draco slowly opened his eyes. He was maybe ten feet from the ground. Had he really only been falling for a millisecond?
No matter. He looked around. What he saw surprised him.
"Harry! What are you trying to do to Draco!? KILL HIM?!" it was Hermione. She had her wand pointing to Draco, keeping him up, but she was staring sternly at Harry. Harry looked shocked.
"WHY ARE YOU SAVING HIM?!"
"HE'S MY FRIEND!"
"HIM? MALFOY?"
"YES"
Harry frowned. He obviously didn't like this concept. Draco levitated there, dumbfounded. He tried to open his mouth to talk, but for lack of words to say, closed it again. Hermione looked extremely mad. Neither Harry nor Draco had ever seen her like this.
"Listen Harry, if it weren't for Draco here, you wouldn't even be happy with me!"
Harry blinked a few times. "What it THAT suppose to mean?"
"HE gave me kissing lessons so I wouldn't disappoint you!"
Harry's face turned bright red. Probably out of anger, or even a stronger emotion. Rage.
"What."
"Well he did! I didn't want to disappoint you! I was so afraid that you would hate me for not kissing as well as all those other girls you've dated!"
Harry slumped over, looking deep in thought. As though he was trying to absorb everything he was being told. Then his grip on his wand tightened.
"EXPELLARIMUS!" Draco suddenly shouted. Harry's wand flew into his hands. Harry looked baffled for a moment and called the same for Hermione's wand. Hermione gasped. Since her wand flew out of her hand, she no longer had control on Draco. Again he fell. But this time it wasn't so bad, considering that it was only ten feet. He landed and quickly got up to his feet. Wand pointed at Harry.
"BOYS STOP THIS FOOLISH SHIT NOW! EXPEL-" but Hermione couldn't finish. Harry had currently petrified her. "This is between us"
Draco looked at Hermione longingly. Then he looked back to Harry. Harry looked different. Something new had filled his eyes. Not the bright happy potter anymore. this was more.empty.void of emotion. apathetic in a way. Draco knew he wasn't dealing with just Harry. Harry had finally gotten in touch with the bit of Voldemort in him.
Draco could feel his bones turning to ice, his veins freezing and his heart wanting to stop. Harry raised his wand.
"Crucio" that's all it took for Harry to say. That one word. Draco was down on the ground. His mouth was opened, but the only thing coming out of it was blood. He couldn't scream. All he could do was gargle the thick liquid in his mouth. This was the end. He had escaped falling, but how could he survive drowning, when Hermione was knocked out at the moment?
Draco could feel every inch of himself creaking, turning different ways, contorting, distorting, pain. That was the only word to describe it. Pain.
His eyes closed. He stopped breathing. His heart began to slow. Then he heard a deep, sordid voice.
"Well if your already done for I might was well get the whore"
Hermione. He was going to hurt Hermione. No. He was going to hurt his life. It was one thing to hurt him, it was another thing to hurt then thing that meant the world to him. He wasn't going to go for this. No. Harry would not hurt Hermione.
"Avada.."
Harry's wand started to grow a green light around it. The kind that killed his parents. The unforgivable curse that Voldemort was so famously known for. Draco couldn't sit back here and listen to Hermione be killed. Hermione, his one true love. Was about to be killed. Killed. Dead.
"N-..NO!" Draco managed to spit out after coughing up some blood. Harry lowered his wand and turned to smile at him.
"Why shouldn't I kill her? She's a filthy whore. She cheated on me. With you. The lowest scum on earth."
Draco spit more blood out of his mouth as his breathing quickened. This was awful. No one called Hermione a whore. It was HIS fault she had cheated on Harry. He was so convincing that night. He had seduced her. There was no denying that.
"Its.its my fault."
"What do you mean its your fault?" Harry suddenly seemed interested and stared at Malfoy.
"I.I forced her to let me kiss her. I told her if she didn't that I'd.I'd hurt her."
"Oh? So its you that lost me MY woman?"
Draco cringed at the way he had addressed her. No one addressed any female like that that he cared about. And even those were few and far between.
Harry started to mumble something under his breath. His eyes flashed red and then he slowly covered them. Talking to the wand. Hermione's wand. Draco remembered that he, infact, had Harry's wand. That made a world of difference. Harry couldn't perform so well without his own wand. Draco sat up clutching his side, coughing out more blood, and stood up slowly. His wand pointed at Harry. Harry didn't notice, since his eyes were closed.
Harry was trying to focus all of his energy into Hermione's wand. He had to, if he wanted to pull off the death curse. He was still chanting something. He didn't hear the footsteps coming towards him. Or the splatters of blood as they trickled down Draco's robes to the ground. Draco half walked, half limped towards Harry with the wand out.
"EXPELLIARMUS!" he yelled, and the wand Harry was concentrating on jerked a little.
"EXPELLIARMUS!" he yelled again. Harry didn't break concentration. Yet somehow, Draco could hear him laughing at him.
"DAMMIT WAND! EXPELLIARMUS!" and Harry's wand fell to the floor. This finally broke the concentration, and both boys made a dive for it. Draco grabbed it and rolled over.
"Petreficia!" Draco coughed out, and Hermione began to move again. She sat up for a moment, confused as to where she was or what she was doing there. Then she remembered. She saw Harry making his way towards Draco. She used a summoning charm to call both wands to her. She sat there looking disgusted at both Harry and Draco. She broke both wands. A sacrifice breaking her own, but no more magic could be used. Harry screamed in what seemed to be a deafening shriek. A green ghostly figure came out of Harry's wand. Harry fell to the ground unconscious. Hermione ran to him, crying.
"Couldn't even make sure I was okay." Draco muttered to himself.
Hermione cried, holding Harry's limp body in her hands. She buried her head into his shoulder. Her entire body shook uncontrollably. She couldn't stand it. Harry.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ I know it's a dreadfully short one, but I really have to end it here. Its not the end of the story, but there will be more. What will happen to everyone? I don't know. Ill be leaving for a week from this publish date though, so I hope people can wait a week! ~SB
I don't own HP
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Falling was the most wonderful feeling of carelessness and helplessness at the same time. It was like he wasn't in pain. Draco Malfoy was not in pain. Sure, his heart was broken, but as air wished past him he closed his eyes and only concentrated on one thing. Life. This was the end of it. This was the end of the road. This was it. As cliché as it may sound, life was passing past his eyes. It was if falling had become a pure ecstasy. He was reminded in this way of the best moments in his life. His birthday memories, his mother holding him.life was quickly catching up to this moment in time when he remembered that night with Hermione.
~*~ "Draco.I have to tell you something.."
"Shh.its okay.I feel the same way." ~*~
That's when it hit him. Maybe she wasn't coming to say she loved him. tears formed in his eyes. He gave into the total depression of it all and watched as, if in slow motion, tears rose up above him. He gave in. he would just simply die. If e couldn't live with Hermione there was no point in living anyway.right? She wasn't his.he might as well give up now.
"Wingardium Leviosa!" Draco heard a voice say suddenly. The voice pulled him out of his little pre-death world. Then the air stopped going by.
Draco slowly opened his eyes. He was maybe ten feet from the ground. Had he really only been falling for a millisecond?
No matter. He looked around. What he saw surprised him.
"Harry! What are you trying to do to Draco!? KILL HIM?!" it was Hermione. She had her wand pointing to Draco, keeping him up, but she was staring sternly at Harry. Harry looked shocked.
"WHY ARE YOU SAVING HIM?!"
"HE'S MY FRIEND!"
"HIM? MALFOY?"
"YES"
Harry frowned. He obviously didn't like this concept. Draco levitated there, dumbfounded. He tried to open his mouth to talk, but for lack of words to say, closed it again. Hermione looked extremely mad. Neither Harry nor Draco had ever seen her like this.
"Listen Harry, if it weren't for Draco here, you wouldn't even be happy with me!"
Harry blinked a few times. "What it THAT suppose to mean?"
"HE gave me kissing lessons so I wouldn't disappoint you!"
Harry's face turned bright red. Probably out of anger, or even a stronger emotion. Rage.
"What."
"Well he did! I didn't want to disappoint you! I was so afraid that you would hate me for not kissing as well as all those other girls you've dated!"
Harry slumped over, looking deep in thought. As though he was trying to absorb everything he was being told. Then his grip on his wand tightened.
"EXPELLARIMUS!" Draco suddenly shouted. Harry's wand flew into his hands. Harry looked baffled for a moment and called the same for Hermione's wand. Hermione gasped. Since her wand flew out of her hand, she no longer had control on Draco. Again he fell. But this time it wasn't so bad, considering that it was only ten feet. He landed and quickly got up to his feet. Wand pointed at Harry.
"BOYS STOP THIS FOOLISH SHIT NOW! EXPEL-" but Hermione couldn't finish. Harry had currently petrified her. "This is between us"
Draco looked at Hermione longingly. Then he looked back to Harry. Harry looked different. Something new had filled his eyes. Not the bright happy potter anymore. this was more.empty.void of emotion. apathetic in a way. Draco knew he wasn't dealing with just Harry. Harry had finally gotten in touch with the bit of Voldemort in him.
Draco could feel his bones turning to ice, his veins freezing and his heart wanting to stop. Harry raised his wand.
"Crucio" that's all it took for Harry to say. That one word. Draco was down on the ground. His mouth was opened, but the only thing coming out of it was blood. He couldn't scream. All he could do was gargle the thick liquid in his mouth. This was the end. He had escaped falling, but how could he survive drowning, when Hermione was knocked out at the moment?
Draco could feel every inch of himself creaking, turning different ways, contorting, distorting, pain. That was the only word to describe it. Pain.
His eyes closed. He stopped breathing. His heart began to slow. Then he heard a deep, sordid voice.
"Well if your already done for I might was well get the whore"
Hermione. He was going to hurt Hermione. No. He was going to hurt his life. It was one thing to hurt him, it was another thing to hurt then thing that meant the world to him. He wasn't going to go for this. No. Harry would not hurt Hermione.
"Avada.."
Harry's wand started to grow a green light around it. The kind that killed his parents. The unforgivable curse that Voldemort was so famously known for. Draco couldn't sit back here and listen to Hermione be killed. Hermione, his one true love. Was about to be killed. Killed. Dead.
"N-..NO!" Draco managed to spit out after coughing up some blood. Harry lowered his wand and turned to smile at him.
"Why shouldn't I kill her? She's a filthy whore. She cheated on me. With you. The lowest scum on earth."
Draco spit more blood out of his mouth as his breathing quickened. This was awful. No one called Hermione a whore. It was HIS fault she had cheated on Harry. He was so convincing that night. He had seduced her. There was no denying that.
"Its.its my fault."
"What do you mean its your fault?" Harry suddenly seemed interested and stared at Malfoy.
"I.I forced her to let me kiss her. I told her if she didn't that I'd.I'd hurt her."
"Oh? So its you that lost me MY woman?"
Draco cringed at the way he had addressed her. No one addressed any female like that that he cared about. And even those were few and far between.
Harry started to mumble something under his breath. His eyes flashed red and then he slowly covered them. Talking to the wand. Hermione's wand. Draco remembered that he, infact, had Harry's wand. That made a world of difference. Harry couldn't perform so well without his own wand. Draco sat up clutching his side, coughing out more blood, and stood up slowly. His wand pointed at Harry. Harry didn't notice, since his eyes were closed.
Harry was trying to focus all of his energy into Hermione's wand. He had to, if he wanted to pull off the death curse. He was still chanting something. He didn't hear the footsteps coming towards him. Or the splatters of blood as they trickled down Draco's robes to the ground. Draco half walked, half limped towards Harry with the wand out.
"EXPELLIARMUS!" he yelled, and the wand Harry was concentrating on jerked a little.
"EXPELLIARMUS!" he yelled again. Harry didn't break concentration. Yet somehow, Draco could hear him laughing at him.
"DAMMIT WAND! EXPELLIARMUS!" and Harry's wand fell to the floor. This finally broke the concentration, and both boys made a dive for it. Draco grabbed it and rolled over.
"Petreficia!" Draco coughed out, and Hermione began to move again. She sat up for a moment, confused as to where she was or what she was doing there. Then she remembered. She saw Harry making his way towards Draco. She used a summoning charm to call both wands to her. She sat there looking disgusted at both Harry and Draco. She broke both wands. A sacrifice breaking her own, but no more magic could be used. Harry screamed in what seemed to be a deafening shriek. A green ghostly figure came out of Harry's wand. Harry fell to the ground unconscious. Hermione ran to him, crying.
"Couldn't even make sure I was okay." Draco muttered to himself.
Hermione cried, holding Harry's limp body in her hands. She buried her head into his shoulder. Her entire body shook uncontrollably. She couldn't stand it. Harry.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ I know it's a dreadfully short one, but I really have to end it here. Its not the end of the story, but there will be more. What will happen to everyone? I don't know. Ill be leaving for a week from this publish date though, so I hope people can wait a week! ~SB