A/N: I tried using the html thing for the last chapter, it didn't turn out
as well as I thought it would so yeah.........anyway, there's only ONE last
chapter left until this story is COMPLETED!!!
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"S-Surely not already Albus!" McGonagall said in a hushed whisper.
The staff stared at Dumbledore, waiting for him to say it was all a joke. Some of the teacher's were so shocked, they looked as if they were about to faint.
"I am indeed very sure, you saw it with your own eyes too, the Dark Mark is hanging in the sky-"
"What about the Dementors? They probably just want to scare us all!" Professor Flitwick squeaked.
"I'm sure they did not send half of the Dementor's just to scare us."
"But it seems like something Death Eater's would do," argued Filch who looked scared behind his greasy face.
"Trust me, this is not a joke. Minerva, I want you to collect all the 4th years and down, make sure they hide in the tunnel we prepared for them. You know where it is. Come straight back up afterwards, and I need Professor hooch, if you don't mind, to stay with the lot."
At once, Professor Hooch and McGonagall left the room in quick strides.
"Severus, please get a large batch of healing potion, and I want the rest of the staff to stand at every entrance to Hogwarts, if possible in pairs. Sybil, send all the 5th years and up into the Great Hall," Professor Dumbledore instructed before turning to Draco and Harry. "As for your sprained ankle."
With a quick swish of his wand, Draco can finally stand properly on both feet.
"I'll meet you in the Great Hall."
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The Great Hall was one of the many places where students loved to catch up with their friends. It used to be filled with laughter and loud clatter of forks and knives, but smiles seemed to be extinct at this time. Pale and scared faces looked back at Dumbledore waiting for instructions. No one dared to speak; it was as if the state of shock has gone too deep, that not even a single person would open their mouths. Dumbledore looked around at the young faces; some of which their lives were coming to an end, at such a young age.
"You were all put into a training program this year, now you know why. The spells you've learnt will come in handy out there. I know it scares you to meet Death straight in your faces, but think about the end, when we lock up the final and last Death Eater, and when Lord Voldemort is defeated."
Some of the students shivered, but the thought of living in a peaceful world brought smiles on their faces.
"It will not be a simple duel.........no, this is a war. Souls will be lost, but through that thick mist, stay together.........stay strong," Dumbledore said.
Someone from the Ravenclaw table let out a 'whoop' and many students cheered their fears away. Even before Dumbledore could blink, the scared timid expressions vanished into determined ones.
"Let me give you a tip. Watch your backs at all times. If you see an injured person, don't stay and help, for that will be the moment someone might attack you. We will have the nurses from St. Mungo's help them-"
"But what if they get caught?" someone piped up.
"They wont. They've got an invisibility charm put on them. They are on their ways to Hogwarts. Secondly, stay alert, don't dawdle, do not even think about chatting with your friends.........or lovers," Dumbledore turned his twinkling eyes to Draco and Harry. "Stay alert at all times."
The door to the Great Hall flung open and Professor Snape ran in. His ghastly pale face chilled many people.
"The giants.........they're here.........in the-Quidditch Field," he spoke in a quiet voice.
"Let us go.........remember the bond of friendship, love, and trust is greater then any other magical incantation that can be used. So as long as our hearts keep beating, and we continue breathing, may we all never stop believing."
Harry met giants before, but never this big or ugly. It was as if they had an engorgement charm cast on them. One of them game a loud growl and started bending the goalposts. Their bloodthirsty eyes turned to them when they arrived. For a moment it seemed like they were considering on whether to attack them, since everyone was standing as still as a statue when the sight met everyone's eyes. But the giants let out a mighty growl and started advancing on them in huge steps.
"GO!" Someone shouted.
Immediately spells were casted on the many giants. The ones that were biting the goal posts, lifted it up, and threw it at all the students. Everyone screamed and ran off in every direction, while continuously casting spells.
Draco stood side by side with Harry, while Hermione and Ron stood beside each other.
"This isn't working!" Hermione said loudly, and ducked when a piece of wood from the bleachers came flying their way. "They're too big!"
"I bet I know what they're trying to do-STUPEFY!" Harry yelled. "They want to tire us out with these!"
"Their doing a bloody good job at it!" Ron gasped through panting breaths.
"We need to cast a spell all at once!" Hermione said.
"How the hell –"Draco was cut off.
Hermione didn't give him a chance to talk, instead she muttered a spell and tapped her wand on her throat.
"STUPEFY ON THE COUNT OF 3," Hermione's voice came bellowing out. "1.........2-3!"
"STUPEFY!"
Everyone sounded like a very loud foghorn as they cast the spell together. Red light burst from their wands and knocked several giants out.
"AGAIN. 1, 2, 3!"
"WE'LL TAKE OVER!" Someone shouted behind them.
"DAD?" Ron yelled disbelievingly when he noticed who it was.
"GO! Hurry up, the Ministry just arrived!" Arthur Weasley yelled.
"RETREAT!" Hermione bellowed, and muttered the counter-spell.
As they rushed away, they saw a large group of people walking in quick strides in their direction.
"The Ministry, look!" Seamus yelled pointing.
They all squinted to see who it was, until-
"CRUCIO!"
People ducked away and rolled on the grass, to dodge the spells that were coming their way.
"This is it," Harry muttered.
Hermione let out a whimper and clutched Ron's hand. Draco intertwined Harry's fingers with his, and gave his hand a little squeeze.
"Love you," Draco whispered.
"I love you too," Harry whispered back.
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Ever imagined how a piece of beautiful land looked like, before World War 1 or 2 started? This was nothing compared to that. The air filled with smoke from the overuse of spells. Lifeless bodies fell to the ground, scattering the place. The once green grass now stained with red. No talking, but screaming filled ears instead. Cries of people that lost their loved ones chilled the atmosphere, or when they fell to the ground injured. Some were lying on the ground so helpless, waiting for their lives to end; it was their only choice. The nurses couldn't tend 1,000 people in a minute. But as the war continued, the number of injured people increased. The sky was looking dark gray now, as murderous looking clouds moved in. A warning raindrop splattered on Harry's nose, followed by ten million other raindrops. Soon, the sound of rain splattering on the grass joined in the noise.
"DIFFENDO!" Draco roared making a pack of Death Eaters trip over their robes.
Harry and Draco were standing back to back. Harry's heart pounded as he continued casting spells after spells. His fingers were getting numb from the cold, but he held onto his wand tightly. Draco never took his eyes off of the many Death Eaters. He knew his father was amongst the lot, but he was not going to go search for him. Their minds were swirling with all the charms and hexes they've learnt, it was impossible to stop and let their mind's wander off.
"STUPEFY!" Harry yelled as a Death Eater advanced on him.
"Come ON!" Ginny yelled over the screams, leading a group of kids back into the castle. "HURRY- PETRIFICUS TOTALUS!"
Ginny broke into a sprint, casting spells behind her shoulder. Harry watched her go, and stunned anyone who tried to stop the group.
"This will never end," Draco mumbled, pushing a dead body away from him.
"It will!" Harry growled. "Have a bit more faith will you?"
Draco nodded and swallowed his fear.
"HARRY! THE CASTLE, COME ON!" Ron yelled.
Harry nodded, grabbed Draco's hand, and quickly led him towards the Castle. Ron and Hermione followed. There was a loud whizzing sound before a blast came from the castle. Harry shielded his eyes with his arm, avoiding any dust or rocks getting into them.
"Oh no!" Hermione gasped.
"What?" Harry coughed.
"It came from the tunnel," Hermione said faintly.
"You mean-"
".........They're gone."
"Ginny," Ron said quietly.
"GUYS! Remember what Dumbledore said?" Draco said furiously.
"O-Of course," Hermione stammered.
"Then come ON, pull yourselves together! I don't want to carry any of your bodies back to the castle."
"Your right........." Hermione dragged Ron away, ready to continue fighting.
"HARRY! WATCH OUT!" Draco shouted, pulling Harry out of the way as something green shot past them.
"We have to help the other's back at the castle!"
"No.........we have to-"
"NO!"
"Harry..." Draco pleaded.
"I know you don't want to fight, but we'll make it through. Think about the days after the war. We'll get married after we graduate, we'll move in together, we'll shag anytime you want (Draco blushed), and we'll grow old together."
"Promise?"
"I promise."
Harry smiled at Draco and began to run towards the castle, until he heard a thud behind him. He whirled around and noticed Draco flat on the grass, being held down by a Death Eater grabbed onto his ankle.
"LET GO YOU BASTARD!" Draco snapped.
"STUPEFY!" Harry yelled.
Draco fell out of the Death Eater's grasp and stumbled to Harry, and embraced him in a hug.
"Draco!" Harry said stunned.
"H-H-He.........stabbed me.........my leg," Draco gasped out.
Looking down, Harry saw the dagger that struck through Draco's ankle. Harry let Draco sit on the ground, forgetting everything Dumbledore had said.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Dean roared, rushing over to fend off the Death Eaters. "HURRY UP!"
"I'll cast a Invisibility charm on you, that way no one will be able to see you, and you can get back to the castle-"
"By myself?" Draco asked timidly. "Can't you come?"
"No, I have to stay here and continue fighting."
"But-"
"Grab him," someone said.
Almost at once, 2 pairs of hands reached out and pulled Harry's arm behind his back. Draco tried reaching for his wand, but the sight in front of him stopped his actions. His breath got caught in his throat, as his eyes widened.
"Harry Potter."
"Voldemort," Harry spat back.
Voldemort's lip curled into a cold smile while he examined him. "Ah, you've grown."
"Fuck-off," Harry glared.
"Language.........Crucio."
Harry dropped to his knees, biting his lips so hard to stop himself from screaming out loud. The 2 Death Eaters that were holding him up laughed cruelly as they watched Harry struggle against the pain. Draco couldn't do anything but watch Harry. He wanted to scream out for him to stop, but his voice wouldn't work. He panted harshly trying to work up the courage to stop Voldemort.
"Remember the pain my boy?" Voldemort asked casually.
Harry chose not to answer. This is it. This is how he's going to die, answering stupid trivia questions.
"You're a quiet one hmm? And, Draco Malfoy, Lucius's son."
"I'm not his son," Draco spat bitterly. "Let him go!"
"I don't think so. I must finish the job I was intending to do for many torturous years," Voldemort turned his gleaming red eyes on Harry. "It is time for the so called 'hero' to fall into his death. You escaped out of my grasp in pure luck. Without it, your just a ugly, weak, skinny little boy."
"Fuck you," Harry said through gritted teeth. "If I'm so skinny and weak, why didn't you finish me off earlier? Is it because you're the skinny weak one? Hiding all these years, pathetic. You don't take things like a man, instead your famous for running away like a sissy."
Voldemort glared daggers at Harry; the boy will pay for the words he said. He stepped in front of Draco, who tried to crawl away. Harry's eyes widened in horror, once Voldemort's wand was pointing at Draco.
"NO! DON'T!" Harry shouted.
"You should think about what you should say, before you blab it out, Potter," Voldemort said. "Guess what? A war is not a war without killing someone. Oh and would you look at that? A helpless blond at my mercy. What to do."
"Kill me, take me instead just leave Draco alone!"
"I don't think so," Voldemort took a step back so Harry had a clear view of Draco.
Draco looked at Harry and managed a smile.
"NO! No, no, no!" Harry cried. "Leave him alone!"
"Beg me," Voldemort hissed.
"W-What?" Harry stammered.
"Beg-me not to kill your pathetic boyfriend."
"Harry," Draco warned. "Don't."
Harry gulped and looked at Draco then back to Voldemort, "Please?"
"Not good enough. Better say your goodbyes."
"NO! DRACO!" Harry struggled wildly against the Death Eater's grasps. "DRACO!" Harry cried helplessly.
"Well now Draco, time to die."
"AVADA KEDEVERA"
"IMAGERIO!"
There was a huge cloud of green smoke, and the Death Eaters let go of Harry in a hurry to run away. Harry stood where he was, trying to see through the smoke. Finally, when the air was clear, Harry noticed Voldemort on his knees, choking. In front of him lay the still body of Draco Malfoy, with his eyes closed. Harry stood stunned. No! This couldn't be it! He wouldn't accept it. His mind was breaking, and his heart was shattering into millions of pieces. Pain hung limply in his chest. How? It was all.........
"Voldemort," Harry muttered angrily, whipping around to meet the choking man. "YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE! YOU EVIL, CRUEL, FOUL PRICK!" Harry kicked him in the stomach, satisfied when he heard Voldemort groan in pain.
"JUST BECAUSE NO ONE LOVED A FAG LIKE YOU, IT DOESN'T MEAN YOU HAVE TO TAKE AWAY THE LOVE OF OTHERS. YOUR RIGHT! I AM SKINNY. BUT YOUR WRONG ABOUT THE WEAK PART!" Harry snapped, kicking him again and again. "GET UP YOU PATHETIC GIT!"
"I hate –"Voldemort stopped and coughed up blood, his face scrunched up with discomfort.
Harry kneeled down in front of him and grabbed his robes roughly, "Well guess what? I hate you too. I think it's time for you to have a little meeting with some devils down there. AVADA KEDEVRA."
Voldemort didn't even have time to scream; he now lay on the ground, as dead as he can be. Harry wiped off the sweat trickling down his brow, and turned back to Draco, but to notice that he was gone.
"Draco?" Harry shouted.
"Lost your boyfriend Potter?" Lucius drawled.
"You!"
Lucius chuckled amused, "I see what you did to the Dark Lord there, and my dear gay boy, you will pay."
Harry ignored the comment and pointed his wand at him.
"Ohh, I'm so scared," Lucius said smirking.
"You should be, Imperio," Harry said, and watched Lucius's eyes glaze over. "Go be a good man and drown yourself in the lake."
Lucius slowly marched off, leaving Harry the chance to continue searching for Draco. In the middle of the field, he helped Seamus up from the ground, and stunned a few more Death Eaters.
"HARRY! SEAMUS!" Hermione yelled running towards them. "Get back into the castle, NOW!"
"But-"
"Come on!" Hermione dragged them back inside.
They were pretty much safe, for something in the air were distracting the Death Eater's attention. Harry didn't have time to check what it was, but he caught a glimpse of identical red flaming hair.
Hermione dragged them into another tunnel that led to a damp cave. They crawled through the tunnel, and were pulled inside by Madam Pomfrey.
"What's going on?" Harry asked curiously.
"Fred and George are outside on their brooms, they are about to drop dung bombs filled with gas. That'll put the Death Eater's to sleep," Hermione explained quickly.
"Forever?"
"No, it'll only knock them out for a few hours. Some brave few are outside, making sure no Death Eater can get in."
"Who are they?"
"All the professors, Neville, Crystal from Hufflepuff, Joanna and Eva from Ravenclaw, Lavender, Pavarti, and some other people," Hermione paused and gulped, her eyes getting water. "And Ron........."
"Ron? He-He cant!" Harry said making his way back outside.
Hermione grabbed his arm.
"No. They are out there fighting and they are willing to sacrifice their lives for us. There's nothing we can do but wait."
Harry nodded, he couldn't argue now. His mind drifted to Draco. Did a Death Eater come along and take his body? But why would they? Maybe he's with one of the nurses, yeah, that's right. Harry stayed quiet as Madam Pomfrey healed his cuts, and wiped the dirt off his face. Something was tying up in his chest, and it was getting harder to breathe as he continued to wait for Draco. By half an hour, Harry was choking. Hermione rushed by his side and patted his back.
"Harry! Harry! Calm down, breathe!" Hermione said urgently.
Harry took short calming breaths and cooled down. He turned to Hermione and looked at her sadly.
"I want Draco back," Harry didn't know he had started crying. "He's gone though, there's nothing I can do to change that. I should have taken the spell for him, but I didn't know why I didn't! I could have easily stunned the 2 Death Eaters, and saved Draco. But I didn't! I was scared! I want him back 'Mione! I'm nothing without him. I WANT DRACO BACK!"
"Calm down HARRY!" Hermione said sternly. "There's nothing you can do. You can't change back time. He might still be alive for all you know! Have a little bit more faith will you?"
Harry took steady breaths and nodded. He looked way and stared hard at the floor, swallowing the lump in his throat. His eyes were getting watery, and never has he cried in front of Hermione. He needed to stay strong and not let his emotions get in the way of anything. Harry wiped his eyes with the back of his sleeve. He finally looked up and met Hermione's eyes, which were red as well. She let out a quiet sob.
"Your not the only one who might have lost a loved one Harry," Hermione muttered quietly. "Think about the others."
Cho Chang rushed into the cave and dashed around the place, calling for Hermione.
"HERMIONE? OH! WHERE ARE YOU?"
"OVER HERE!"
"WE NEED YOU HERMIONE! OUR BACK UPS ARE RUNNING SHORT."
Hermione nodded and looked at Harry. "Well.........bye."
"Don't say that," Harry glared. "I'm not going to lose you too! I just cant!"
"You wont, but I cant promise you that," with that, Hermione followed Cho out of the cave, wand ready and head held high.
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2 hours? 3 hours? Harry has lost track a while back ago. So many emotions ran through him, he thought he would burst. All the many hours of waiting has got into his head. A few times, he was about to leave the cave, but someone would stop him no matter what.
"You did your job, now it's up to the other's to fight," they would say.
Harry could only stay where he was. He leaned against the wall. Where was Draco? Was he one of the many people that were still fighting? But the spell hit him right? He's.........Harry couldn't say the word, or even think about it. The pain increased in his heart, wishing he was hugging Draco right now.
Someone stumbled in and straightened up. Harry looked over, hoping it was Draco, but was met with a wide smile of Hermione's. A hush fell over the cave.
"It's.........It's over."
People looked back at her, puzzled.
"W-What?" Roger Davies asked faintly.
"It's over!" Hermione repeated. "No more fighting, no more pain, it's OVER!"
It took a minute for the words to sink in before anyone ran outside. The rising sun stood proudly in the air, lighting up any gloom leftover. But that didn't cheer Harry up. He looked around at the bloodied up ground, no sign of Draco. Bodies were being floated onto stretchers and carried to the first aid tents that were set up.
"Hey," Hermione said softly.
"Hi," Harry mumbled. "Where's Ron."
"On his way to the hospital, he's fine," Hermione looked relieved.
"Oh that's good."
"Have you found Draco?"
"No........."
"He'll turn up, don't worry. Maybe you should try looking in the first aid tents," Hermione suggested.
"Okay, thanks," Harry answered in the same dead tone.
Once he walked in, a witch came to him immediately.
"Name?" She asked quickly.
"Err.........Harry Potter."
"Injury?"
"I'm looking for someone actually."
"Oh," She raised an eyebrow and got out a clipboard. "Who are you looking for?"
"Draco."
"Last name?"
"Malfoy."
The women flipped through the many pages quickly, and ran her finger down the list.
"Nope, sorry."
"W-Wh-What?"
"No record of him. Now if you'll excuse me," the lady started moving away.
Harry grabbed her arm forcefully, "What do you mean there's no record of him?"
"S-Sir!"
"YOU HAEVN'T CHECKED PROPERLY!" Harry yelled at her.
"I-I'm sure! Now, I have other-"
"I DON'T CARE! FIND HIS NAME AND TELL ME HE'S OKAY!" Harry snapped angrily.
Someone put a hand on Harry's shoulder, and made him turn around. The nurse gave Harry a frightened look and hurried away. Harry was met with blue eyes.
"Mrs. Malfoy," Harry said quietly.
"Harry," Narcissa said, crying a bit.
For some reason, seeing Draco's mother break down in front of him, made him want to start crying too, and that is exactly what he did. Narcissa held Harry's hand, and let out a shaky breath.
"I can see why Draco loves you," she spoke.
Harry didn't know what to say.
"I know Draco's gone. I asked a nurse too. He.........He was so young."
"I-I love him," Harry said quietly looking down at the floor.
"And he loved you a lot," Narcissa replied. She got a letter out from her pockets and handed it to him. "Draco recorded it, he wanted me to give to you at the end of the war."
"Thank you," Harry stammered taking the envelope.
"Good luck in your future Harry," Narcissa smiled weakly and walked away.
Harry looked down at the envelope in his hand. He ran his thumb over Draco's cursive writing. He decided to read the letter later. Harry pocketed the letter and stayed quiet as Hermione walked over, hugging him. The very last of his strength vanished, and he started sobbing on Hermione's shoulder, clutching her robes.
"Draco........." Harry whispered sadly.
A/N: AND that's it. Actually no, **Grins evilly** there's an epilogue coming your way!!! So yeah. I hope I did okay with the war scene.........remember to review!!!
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"S-Surely not already Albus!" McGonagall said in a hushed whisper.
The staff stared at Dumbledore, waiting for him to say it was all a joke. Some of the teacher's were so shocked, they looked as if they were about to faint.
"I am indeed very sure, you saw it with your own eyes too, the Dark Mark is hanging in the sky-"
"What about the Dementors? They probably just want to scare us all!" Professor Flitwick squeaked.
"I'm sure they did not send half of the Dementor's just to scare us."
"But it seems like something Death Eater's would do," argued Filch who looked scared behind his greasy face.
"Trust me, this is not a joke. Minerva, I want you to collect all the 4th years and down, make sure they hide in the tunnel we prepared for them. You know where it is. Come straight back up afterwards, and I need Professor hooch, if you don't mind, to stay with the lot."
At once, Professor Hooch and McGonagall left the room in quick strides.
"Severus, please get a large batch of healing potion, and I want the rest of the staff to stand at every entrance to Hogwarts, if possible in pairs. Sybil, send all the 5th years and up into the Great Hall," Professor Dumbledore instructed before turning to Draco and Harry. "As for your sprained ankle."
With a quick swish of his wand, Draco can finally stand properly on both feet.
"I'll meet you in the Great Hall."
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The Great Hall was one of the many places where students loved to catch up with their friends. It used to be filled with laughter and loud clatter of forks and knives, but smiles seemed to be extinct at this time. Pale and scared faces looked back at Dumbledore waiting for instructions. No one dared to speak; it was as if the state of shock has gone too deep, that not even a single person would open their mouths. Dumbledore looked around at the young faces; some of which their lives were coming to an end, at such a young age.
"You were all put into a training program this year, now you know why. The spells you've learnt will come in handy out there. I know it scares you to meet Death straight in your faces, but think about the end, when we lock up the final and last Death Eater, and when Lord Voldemort is defeated."
Some of the students shivered, but the thought of living in a peaceful world brought smiles on their faces.
"It will not be a simple duel.........no, this is a war. Souls will be lost, but through that thick mist, stay together.........stay strong," Dumbledore said.
Someone from the Ravenclaw table let out a 'whoop' and many students cheered their fears away. Even before Dumbledore could blink, the scared timid expressions vanished into determined ones.
"Let me give you a tip. Watch your backs at all times. If you see an injured person, don't stay and help, for that will be the moment someone might attack you. We will have the nurses from St. Mungo's help them-"
"But what if they get caught?" someone piped up.
"They wont. They've got an invisibility charm put on them. They are on their ways to Hogwarts. Secondly, stay alert, don't dawdle, do not even think about chatting with your friends.........or lovers," Dumbledore turned his twinkling eyes to Draco and Harry. "Stay alert at all times."
The door to the Great Hall flung open and Professor Snape ran in. His ghastly pale face chilled many people.
"The giants.........they're here.........in the-Quidditch Field," he spoke in a quiet voice.
"Let us go.........remember the bond of friendship, love, and trust is greater then any other magical incantation that can be used. So as long as our hearts keep beating, and we continue breathing, may we all never stop believing."
Harry met giants before, but never this big or ugly. It was as if they had an engorgement charm cast on them. One of them game a loud growl and started bending the goalposts. Their bloodthirsty eyes turned to them when they arrived. For a moment it seemed like they were considering on whether to attack them, since everyone was standing as still as a statue when the sight met everyone's eyes. But the giants let out a mighty growl and started advancing on them in huge steps.
"GO!" Someone shouted.
Immediately spells were casted on the many giants. The ones that were biting the goal posts, lifted it up, and threw it at all the students. Everyone screamed and ran off in every direction, while continuously casting spells.
Draco stood side by side with Harry, while Hermione and Ron stood beside each other.
"This isn't working!" Hermione said loudly, and ducked when a piece of wood from the bleachers came flying their way. "They're too big!"
"I bet I know what they're trying to do-STUPEFY!" Harry yelled. "They want to tire us out with these!"
"Their doing a bloody good job at it!" Ron gasped through panting breaths.
"We need to cast a spell all at once!" Hermione said.
"How the hell –"Draco was cut off.
Hermione didn't give him a chance to talk, instead she muttered a spell and tapped her wand on her throat.
"STUPEFY ON THE COUNT OF 3," Hermione's voice came bellowing out. "1.........2-3!"
"STUPEFY!"
Everyone sounded like a very loud foghorn as they cast the spell together. Red light burst from their wands and knocked several giants out.
"AGAIN. 1, 2, 3!"
"WE'LL TAKE OVER!" Someone shouted behind them.
"DAD?" Ron yelled disbelievingly when he noticed who it was.
"GO! Hurry up, the Ministry just arrived!" Arthur Weasley yelled.
"RETREAT!" Hermione bellowed, and muttered the counter-spell.
As they rushed away, they saw a large group of people walking in quick strides in their direction.
"The Ministry, look!" Seamus yelled pointing.
They all squinted to see who it was, until-
"CRUCIO!"
People ducked away and rolled on the grass, to dodge the spells that were coming their way.
"This is it," Harry muttered.
Hermione let out a whimper and clutched Ron's hand. Draco intertwined Harry's fingers with his, and gave his hand a little squeeze.
"Love you," Draco whispered.
"I love you too," Harry whispered back.
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Ever imagined how a piece of beautiful land looked like, before World War 1 or 2 started? This was nothing compared to that. The air filled with smoke from the overuse of spells. Lifeless bodies fell to the ground, scattering the place. The once green grass now stained with red. No talking, but screaming filled ears instead. Cries of people that lost their loved ones chilled the atmosphere, or when they fell to the ground injured. Some were lying on the ground so helpless, waiting for their lives to end; it was their only choice. The nurses couldn't tend 1,000 people in a minute. But as the war continued, the number of injured people increased. The sky was looking dark gray now, as murderous looking clouds moved in. A warning raindrop splattered on Harry's nose, followed by ten million other raindrops. Soon, the sound of rain splattering on the grass joined in the noise.
"DIFFENDO!" Draco roared making a pack of Death Eaters trip over their robes.
Harry and Draco were standing back to back. Harry's heart pounded as he continued casting spells after spells. His fingers were getting numb from the cold, but he held onto his wand tightly. Draco never took his eyes off of the many Death Eaters. He knew his father was amongst the lot, but he was not going to go search for him. Their minds were swirling with all the charms and hexes they've learnt, it was impossible to stop and let their mind's wander off.
"STUPEFY!" Harry yelled as a Death Eater advanced on him.
"Come ON!" Ginny yelled over the screams, leading a group of kids back into the castle. "HURRY- PETRIFICUS TOTALUS!"
Ginny broke into a sprint, casting spells behind her shoulder. Harry watched her go, and stunned anyone who tried to stop the group.
"This will never end," Draco mumbled, pushing a dead body away from him.
"It will!" Harry growled. "Have a bit more faith will you?"
Draco nodded and swallowed his fear.
"HARRY! THE CASTLE, COME ON!" Ron yelled.
Harry nodded, grabbed Draco's hand, and quickly led him towards the Castle. Ron and Hermione followed. There was a loud whizzing sound before a blast came from the castle. Harry shielded his eyes with his arm, avoiding any dust or rocks getting into them.
"Oh no!" Hermione gasped.
"What?" Harry coughed.
"It came from the tunnel," Hermione said faintly.
"You mean-"
".........They're gone."
"Ginny," Ron said quietly.
"GUYS! Remember what Dumbledore said?" Draco said furiously.
"O-Of course," Hermione stammered.
"Then come ON, pull yourselves together! I don't want to carry any of your bodies back to the castle."
"Your right........." Hermione dragged Ron away, ready to continue fighting.
"HARRY! WATCH OUT!" Draco shouted, pulling Harry out of the way as something green shot past them.
"We have to help the other's back at the castle!"
"No.........we have to-"
"NO!"
"Harry..." Draco pleaded.
"I know you don't want to fight, but we'll make it through. Think about the days after the war. We'll get married after we graduate, we'll move in together, we'll shag anytime you want (Draco blushed), and we'll grow old together."
"Promise?"
"I promise."
Harry smiled at Draco and began to run towards the castle, until he heard a thud behind him. He whirled around and noticed Draco flat on the grass, being held down by a Death Eater grabbed onto his ankle.
"LET GO YOU BASTARD!" Draco snapped.
"STUPEFY!" Harry yelled.
Draco fell out of the Death Eater's grasp and stumbled to Harry, and embraced him in a hug.
"Draco!" Harry said stunned.
"H-H-He.........stabbed me.........my leg," Draco gasped out.
Looking down, Harry saw the dagger that struck through Draco's ankle. Harry let Draco sit on the ground, forgetting everything Dumbledore had said.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Dean roared, rushing over to fend off the Death Eaters. "HURRY UP!"
"I'll cast a Invisibility charm on you, that way no one will be able to see you, and you can get back to the castle-"
"By myself?" Draco asked timidly. "Can't you come?"
"No, I have to stay here and continue fighting."
"But-"
"Grab him," someone said.
Almost at once, 2 pairs of hands reached out and pulled Harry's arm behind his back. Draco tried reaching for his wand, but the sight in front of him stopped his actions. His breath got caught in his throat, as his eyes widened.
"Harry Potter."
"Voldemort," Harry spat back.
Voldemort's lip curled into a cold smile while he examined him. "Ah, you've grown."
"Fuck-off," Harry glared.
"Language.........Crucio."
Harry dropped to his knees, biting his lips so hard to stop himself from screaming out loud. The 2 Death Eaters that were holding him up laughed cruelly as they watched Harry struggle against the pain. Draco couldn't do anything but watch Harry. He wanted to scream out for him to stop, but his voice wouldn't work. He panted harshly trying to work up the courage to stop Voldemort.
"Remember the pain my boy?" Voldemort asked casually.
Harry chose not to answer. This is it. This is how he's going to die, answering stupid trivia questions.
"You're a quiet one hmm? And, Draco Malfoy, Lucius's son."
"I'm not his son," Draco spat bitterly. "Let him go!"
"I don't think so. I must finish the job I was intending to do for many torturous years," Voldemort turned his gleaming red eyes on Harry. "It is time for the so called 'hero' to fall into his death. You escaped out of my grasp in pure luck. Without it, your just a ugly, weak, skinny little boy."
"Fuck you," Harry said through gritted teeth. "If I'm so skinny and weak, why didn't you finish me off earlier? Is it because you're the skinny weak one? Hiding all these years, pathetic. You don't take things like a man, instead your famous for running away like a sissy."
Voldemort glared daggers at Harry; the boy will pay for the words he said. He stepped in front of Draco, who tried to crawl away. Harry's eyes widened in horror, once Voldemort's wand was pointing at Draco.
"NO! DON'T!" Harry shouted.
"You should think about what you should say, before you blab it out, Potter," Voldemort said. "Guess what? A war is not a war without killing someone. Oh and would you look at that? A helpless blond at my mercy. What to do."
"Kill me, take me instead just leave Draco alone!"
"I don't think so," Voldemort took a step back so Harry had a clear view of Draco.
Draco looked at Harry and managed a smile.
"NO! No, no, no!" Harry cried. "Leave him alone!"
"Beg me," Voldemort hissed.
"W-What?" Harry stammered.
"Beg-me not to kill your pathetic boyfriend."
"Harry," Draco warned. "Don't."
Harry gulped and looked at Draco then back to Voldemort, "Please?"
"Not good enough. Better say your goodbyes."
"NO! DRACO!" Harry struggled wildly against the Death Eater's grasps. "DRACO!" Harry cried helplessly.
"Well now Draco, time to die."
"AVADA KEDEVERA"
"IMAGERIO!"
There was a huge cloud of green smoke, and the Death Eaters let go of Harry in a hurry to run away. Harry stood where he was, trying to see through the smoke. Finally, when the air was clear, Harry noticed Voldemort on his knees, choking. In front of him lay the still body of Draco Malfoy, with his eyes closed. Harry stood stunned. No! This couldn't be it! He wouldn't accept it. His mind was breaking, and his heart was shattering into millions of pieces. Pain hung limply in his chest. How? It was all.........
"Voldemort," Harry muttered angrily, whipping around to meet the choking man. "YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE! YOU EVIL, CRUEL, FOUL PRICK!" Harry kicked him in the stomach, satisfied when he heard Voldemort groan in pain.
"JUST BECAUSE NO ONE LOVED A FAG LIKE YOU, IT DOESN'T MEAN YOU HAVE TO TAKE AWAY THE LOVE OF OTHERS. YOUR RIGHT! I AM SKINNY. BUT YOUR WRONG ABOUT THE WEAK PART!" Harry snapped, kicking him again and again. "GET UP YOU PATHETIC GIT!"
"I hate –"Voldemort stopped and coughed up blood, his face scrunched up with discomfort.
Harry kneeled down in front of him and grabbed his robes roughly, "Well guess what? I hate you too. I think it's time for you to have a little meeting with some devils down there. AVADA KEDEVRA."
Voldemort didn't even have time to scream; he now lay on the ground, as dead as he can be. Harry wiped off the sweat trickling down his brow, and turned back to Draco, but to notice that he was gone.
"Draco?" Harry shouted.
"Lost your boyfriend Potter?" Lucius drawled.
"You!"
Lucius chuckled amused, "I see what you did to the Dark Lord there, and my dear gay boy, you will pay."
Harry ignored the comment and pointed his wand at him.
"Ohh, I'm so scared," Lucius said smirking.
"You should be, Imperio," Harry said, and watched Lucius's eyes glaze over. "Go be a good man and drown yourself in the lake."
Lucius slowly marched off, leaving Harry the chance to continue searching for Draco. In the middle of the field, he helped Seamus up from the ground, and stunned a few more Death Eaters.
"HARRY! SEAMUS!" Hermione yelled running towards them. "Get back into the castle, NOW!"
"But-"
"Come on!" Hermione dragged them back inside.
They were pretty much safe, for something in the air were distracting the Death Eater's attention. Harry didn't have time to check what it was, but he caught a glimpse of identical red flaming hair.
Hermione dragged them into another tunnel that led to a damp cave. They crawled through the tunnel, and were pulled inside by Madam Pomfrey.
"What's going on?" Harry asked curiously.
"Fred and George are outside on their brooms, they are about to drop dung bombs filled with gas. That'll put the Death Eater's to sleep," Hermione explained quickly.
"Forever?"
"No, it'll only knock them out for a few hours. Some brave few are outside, making sure no Death Eater can get in."
"Who are they?"
"All the professors, Neville, Crystal from Hufflepuff, Joanna and Eva from Ravenclaw, Lavender, Pavarti, and some other people," Hermione paused and gulped, her eyes getting water. "And Ron........."
"Ron? He-He cant!" Harry said making his way back outside.
Hermione grabbed his arm.
"No. They are out there fighting and they are willing to sacrifice their lives for us. There's nothing we can do but wait."
Harry nodded, he couldn't argue now. His mind drifted to Draco. Did a Death Eater come along and take his body? But why would they? Maybe he's with one of the nurses, yeah, that's right. Harry stayed quiet as Madam Pomfrey healed his cuts, and wiped the dirt off his face. Something was tying up in his chest, and it was getting harder to breathe as he continued to wait for Draco. By half an hour, Harry was choking. Hermione rushed by his side and patted his back.
"Harry! Harry! Calm down, breathe!" Hermione said urgently.
Harry took short calming breaths and cooled down. He turned to Hermione and looked at her sadly.
"I want Draco back," Harry didn't know he had started crying. "He's gone though, there's nothing I can do to change that. I should have taken the spell for him, but I didn't know why I didn't! I could have easily stunned the 2 Death Eaters, and saved Draco. But I didn't! I was scared! I want him back 'Mione! I'm nothing without him. I WANT DRACO BACK!"
"Calm down HARRY!" Hermione said sternly. "There's nothing you can do. You can't change back time. He might still be alive for all you know! Have a little bit more faith will you?"
Harry took steady breaths and nodded. He looked way and stared hard at the floor, swallowing the lump in his throat. His eyes were getting watery, and never has he cried in front of Hermione. He needed to stay strong and not let his emotions get in the way of anything. Harry wiped his eyes with the back of his sleeve. He finally looked up and met Hermione's eyes, which were red as well. She let out a quiet sob.
"Your not the only one who might have lost a loved one Harry," Hermione muttered quietly. "Think about the others."
Cho Chang rushed into the cave and dashed around the place, calling for Hermione.
"HERMIONE? OH! WHERE ARE YOU?"
"OVER HERE!"
"WE NEED YOU HERMIONE! OUR BACK UPS ARE RUNNING SHORT."
Hermione nodded and looked at Harry. "Well.........bye."
"Don't say that," Harry glared. "I'm not going to lose you too! I just cant!"
"You wont, but I cant promise you that," with that, Hermione followed Cho out of the cave, wand ready and head held high.
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2 hours? 3 hours? Harry has lost track a while back ago. So many emotions ran through him, he thought he would burst. All the many hours of waiting has got into his head. A few times, he was about to leave the cave, but someone would stop him no matter what.
"You did your job, now it's up to the other's to fight," they would say.
Harry could only stay where he was. He leaned against the wall. Where was Draco? Was he one of the many people that were still fighting? But the spell hit him right? He's.........Harry couldn't say the word, or even think about it. The pain increased in his heart, wishing he was hugging Draco right now.
Someone stumbled in and straightened up. Harry looked over, hoping it was Draco, but was met with a wide smile of Hermione's. A hush fell over the cave.
"It's.........It's over."
People looked back at her, puzzled.
"W-What?" Roger Davies asked faintly.
"It's over!" Hermione repeated. "No more fighting, no more pain, it's OVER!"
It took a minute for the words to sink in before anyone ran outside. The rising sun stood proudly in the air, lighting up any gloom leftover. But that didn't cheer Harry up. He looked around at the bloodied up ground, no sign of Draco. Bodies were being floated onto stretchers and carried to the first aid tents that were set up.
"Hey," Hermione said softly.
"Hi," Harry mumbled. "Where's Ron."
"On his way to the hospital, he's fine," Hermione looked relieved.
"Oh that's good."
"Have you found Draco?"
"No........."
"He'll turn up, don't worry. Maybe you should try looking in the first aid tents," Hermione suggested.
"Okay, thanks," Harry answered in the same dead tone.
Once he walked in, a witch came to him immediately.
"Name?" She asked quickly.
"Err.........Harry Potter."
"Injury?"
"I'm looking for someone actually."
"Oh," She raised an eyebrow and got out a clipboard. "Who are you looking for?"
"Draco."
"Last name?"
"Malfoy."
The women flipped through the many pages quickly, and ran her finger down the list.
"Nope, sorry."
"W-Wh-What?"
"No record of him. Now if you'll excuse me," the lady started moving away.
Harry grabbed her arm forcefully, "What do you mean there's no record of him?"
"S-Sir!"
"YOU HAEVN'T CHECKED PROPERLY!" Harry yelled at her.
"I-I'm sure! Now, I have other-"
"I DON'T CARE! FIND HIS NAME AND TELL ME HE'S OKAY!" Harry snapped angrily.
Someone put a hand on Harry's shoulder, and made him turn around. The nurse gave Harry a frightened look and hurried away. Harry was met with blue eyes.
"Mrs. Malfoy," Harry said quietly.
"Harry," Narcissa said, crying a bit.
For some reason, seeing Draco's mother break down in front of him, made him want to start crying too, and that is exactly what he did. Narcissa held Harry's hand, and let out a shaky breath.
"I can see why Draco loves you," she spoke.
Harry didn't know what to say.
"I know Draco's gone. I asked a nurse too. He.........He was so young."
"I-I love him," Harry said quietly looking down at the floor.
"And he loved you a lot," Narcissa replied. She got a letter out from her pockets and handed it to him. "Draco recorded it, he wanted me to give to you at the end of the war."
"Thank you," Harry stammered taking the envelope.
"Good luck in your future Harry," Narcissa smiled weakly and walked away.
Harry looked down at the envelope in his hand. He ran his thumb over Draco's cursive writing. He decided to read the letter later. Harry pocketed the letter and stayed quiet as Hermione walked over, hugging him. The very last of his strength vanished, and he started sobbing on Hermione's shoulder, clutching her robes.
"Draco........." Harry whispered sadly.
A/N: AND that's it. Actually no, **Grins evilly** there's an epilogue coming your way!!! So yeah. I hope I did okay with the war scene.........remember to review!!!