My dear readers I have had writers block for six weeks and to be perfectly honest I'm getting tired of this story so if this is an unsatisfactory ending my apologies ahead of time. Onward. ************************************************************************

Draco burst through the oak door shielding the office which held Hermione prisoner. The afore mentioned was curled on the stone floor weeping.

Draco immediately went to her huddled form, wrapping his arms around her smaller frame.

She looked up and gasped "Draco, you have to get out of here, you're father- "

"Is here" Lucius, dragging an unconscious Harry behind him, glared at his son. "Trying to fool your father isn't very nice, especially with such useless diversions."

He tossed Harry at Hermione's feet as though he were garbage. Hermione cupped Harry's face in one hand. His skin was like ice. She checked his pulse. There was none. Harry was dead.

Hermione's tears fell on the corpse as Draco straightened to his full height to regard his father. He extracted his wand slowly from his robes and pointed it at his father's chest.

"Father, I'm sorry."

Lucius chuckled "You can't kill me. I'm your father."

Draco screwed his eyes shut "Crucio!"

Lucius screams of agony echoed against the bleak walls until his tortured form ceased it's writhing... permanently.

Draco opened his eyes "You weren't much of one."

He looked at Hermione. She looked so fragile. He knelt down and gently lifted her from Harry's body to cradle her against his chest.

She looked up at him with tear filled chocolate eyes. He pressed his lips to hers, tasting the salt water that had meandered there.

They held Harry Potter's funeral the next day. His tomb stone was inscribed with

Greater love hath no one
Than he who lays down his
Life for a friend

Truer words were never spoken.

************************************************************************ The bloody end. I have more stories to type, don't worry. See ya!