Disclaimer:I do not own any of these characters. If I did I would probably be rich. I do thing Warner Brothers owns the movies, and some formerly small British company owns the copyright to the books. Also, this is slashy. No, I'm not some raving homo (Though I don't mean offense to any homosexuals). This was written for some friends…I hope they like it. I would like to say that Rowan Rosenberg is my own creation (since I forgot to put it on the last one.) Willow Rosenberg is semi-my creation. She is from Buffy the Vampire Slayer and was a great asset to their group, and she was cool so I added her to my story. She is a bit different than the Willow on screen, but well she is still owned by Mutant Enemy. Thanks and Enjoy.
The six of them rushed through the forest. Draco had to pull Harry most of the way. Harry needed proof of whatever had happened really happened. He didn't believe that a simple spell could ever do that. Hermoine had stated for what seemed like an hour about how it could, but now it didn't matter. It was getting dark, and when darkness befell the forest. Everything about them being there was for mere survival. If they wanted to survive, they had to keep going. They kept on until they were on the grounds of the castle.
Rowan stopped first with Willow in his arms, "Harry…take her to the Defense Against the Dark Art's room…I'll be there momentarily. I'm going back as a tiger…nightfall will be soon get to the room."
Harry took Willow from Rowan who quickly morphed into a tiger and ran back into the forest.
Draco looked at Harry and then down at Rowan, "Any change?"
Hermoine made her way over the Willow and Harry, "Lumos…" The tip of her wand turned into a deep light. She opened Willow's eyes and then shined the light closet o them, "Everything looks okay." The light is extinguished and she put the wand away. She moved her pointer and middle fingers to under Willow's wrist to try and feel the pulse. About ten seconds later she looked at Harry, "Everything is doing okay. Let's go to the Defense Against the Dark Arts room. It will be free, and it's closer than the room of Requirement."
Ron stood there being somewhat silent. His first words were simply, "Let's go…"
The four of them made their way quickly to the Defense Against the Dark Arts room in record time, but Rowan didn't make it for another few minutes. He came in and as breathing deeply, "The rocks are piled high and impossible to move, even with magic. I tried everything…They aren't going to move."
Harry sat down Willow on the table. He quickly took off his robes and made them a pillow under her head. He couldn't help but to smile at the sweet look on her face, "How can someone be some contempt, yet not at all be coherent?"
"Maybe she's dreaming?" Ron asked looking down at her also.
Hermoine was the last to look at her checking her pulse once more, "I do believe she will be alright.
Harry made his way beside Draco his hand moving down into Draco's, "I wish we knew what was going on." He took a deep breath and turned to look into Draco's deep blue eyes. He turned back to look at Willow, and then back at Draco, "Do you think anything wrong…"
Draco pulled lightly away from Harry and walked over to her. He touched her lightly. Her eyes shot open and words that were foreign to her lips came out in a deep British accent:
The Phoenix Order lives on without the glorious father, but like the Phoenix,
From the Ashes Rises Another. Cause be the carrier of the Dark Lord's power.
The end is nigh', but with an heir to Darkness, will good triumph.
Rowan after the first three words was writing down the words. He looked at everyone and then back at Willow's whose eyes were still open, but they were now filled with a groggy look, "Rowan…" Her voice was simple as she looked around for her brother, "I'm sorry about…but…"
"It's alright," Rowan said as he touched her lips to silence her, "Voldermort is trapped under about a hundred feet of rock debris. The only wand he would have would be Dumbledore…who is also trapped under about a hundred feet of rock."
Draco looked at Rowan and then at Willow, "What does that mean…Death is his gift…Death is his trophy…with an heir of Darkness."
"You," Hermoine's voice chimed out quickly as her eyes wandered to the sheet, "Dumbledore is gone…The Phoenix Order lives on without the glorious father…" She looked at Draco, "Your father is part of the Darkness, and you would be his heir, then again there is also Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy."
Draco shook his head, "They are set in their ways. They don't have any goodness in them."
Hermoine nodded lightly as her voice rose, "Voldermort is temporary confine. Harry you are going to need to work hard and try to come up to his standards in the opposite sense of his own. You need to become strong and destroy him."
Draco sat in his room by himself. He had been brought into something he couldn't fully understand. He took a deep breath as he looked around his room. Dumbledore had agreed to have him resorted, since next semester the room of Requirement was going to be in use.
"Draco," Rowan's voice was deep as he looked at Draco in his room, "I'm going to be going here pretty soon. The semester is almost up, and I just wanted to tell you goodbye." His voice was deep as he looked at Draco with a slight smile, "Things are going to be a bit different. I mean…Harry will be here for you, but you aren't going to have any more of my nice prophetic stuff."
Draco smirked as he looked at Rowan, "So you are going to be off taking Ron's girl, are ya?"
"I'm not 'taking' her anywhere," Rowan said as he looked down at the floor, "I will be touring the world with her, but that is all we are doing." He looked up with that smile on his face, "You know. I'm going to miss you, but you'll have Harry."
"I'll have Harry," Draco repeated with his own snort-like laugh, "You get out of here you bloody nutter." Draco tugged lightly on his robes hoping to straighten them out a bit, "Unless of course you have something else to tell me?"
"Watch out for Voldermort," Rowan couldn't help but smile as Draco winced, "You're fighting against him now, you should learn to at least cope with his name. You are in this as deep as Harry is. Voldermort will be after you…You betrayed your father, and he will not take such a threat lightly."
Draco looked at him with a raised brow, "Why would he care if I betrayed my father?"
"Because you father is one of his most trusted Death Eaters. Your father is one of the people who will be out to kill Harry." Rowan stopped and looked into his blue-gray eyes, "And because you love him. That makes you weak. At least that is what he thinks. I think that love will make you stronger."
Draco watched as Rowan turned around and left the room. He didn't know how to take the information that he had just been given. He made his way out his door and looked at Rowan, "I'm a Gryffindor now."
"You're no longer cold hearted, angry driven, and succumbing to the darkside of the force?" Rowan asks looking at him with a raised brow.
"Dark side of the force? Is that some American lingo that I've never heard?" Draco asked.
Rowan laughed as he looked at Draco, "I don't believe you should try to figure it out. I don't believe you heard could full comprehend it. Did you hear?"
"About what?" Draco shot out quickly.
"Minerva is a grandmother," Rowan said looking at Draco.
Draco's eyes got bigger as he heard the news, "Really!"
"They named him Albus," Rowan turned and walked away regardless of Draco being ready for him to.
Harry, Ron, and Draco stood at the steps that led into Hogwarts. The snow on the ground seemed to be moving back and forth as the wind blew it in a different direction. The school year was half over, and Hermoine was going to leave. The party they had for both Rowan and Hermoine was the largest Hogwarts had seen for just two people. Ron and Hermoine had their own time together.
"Goodbye," Draco said looking at Rowan, "You said you were going to leave…then stayed for nearly another month."
"I know…and I'm the seer," Rowan laughed lightly as he put out his hand for Draco to shake.
Draco took it and smiled lightly, "Might need to work on that."
Ron still held Hermoine in his arms. Both of them were looking at one another with a slight sadness in their eyes and their cheeks, "Why do you have to go?" Ron stated looking at Hermoine. He knew the answer to the rhetorical question, but had a need to ask it anyways.
"Ron," Hermoine said bringing her lips for what seemed like the two-hundredth time up to Ron's, "You know why I decided to go, and you promised you would let me!" She let out a slight frown cross her lips, "I really would have stayed. If you would have told me to, but now everything is set. I'm going to come back in a year's time, and you'll really see what I have learned."
Ron merely nodded lightly as he pulled away, "I don't want this to be a goodbye." Ron too had changed since Draco had entered their group. He had finally told Hermoine how he had felt, and Hermoine had finally received what she knew it be true.
Hermoine smiled lightly, "Then leave and expect me back. It isn't goodbye, never goodbye. Merely a time separated."
Ron made his way up the stairs, "I will see you when I do."
"Bye Ron," Rowan yelled up at Ron and then looked at Hermoine, "I'll be your knight until Ron takes the mantle back from me."
Hermoine merely smiled, "You could never be my Knight…Ron already has that position."
Rowan shrugged as he took his hand back from Harry's, "And he will forever."
"Is that some type of prophecy in the making?" Hermoine asked."
"Could be," Rowan replied looking at Harry, "And one last Goodbye for the boy who lived."
"The boy still living," Harry said with a slight smile, "I will see you Rowan, and Hermoine, you have my friendship forever."
Hermoine let a tear fade down her cheek, "I'm beginning to feel like I'm never going to see you again."
"You'll see me again," Harry replied, "I'll always be here."
Draco looked at Harry, Hermoine, and then brought his gaze to Rowan, "So I guess I'll see you when another great prophecy comes around?" He let out a small laugh.
"Well," Rowan said handing a mirror to Draco, "Sirius gave one of these to Harry last year. It's a two way mirror. Say my name and I'll pick it up in my own mirror. Now, if Ron wants to speak with Hermoine, he can call my name and I'll give the mirror to her. So I must now be going. But thank you for your friendship."
Draco moved a bit closer to Harry and pulled Harry towards him, "Harry and I thank you for much more!" He replied as Hermoine too turned around and walked to the carriage. Draco brought his lips up to Harry's and kissed him with a smile on his lips, "We found the Secret of Isthan…"
Harry smiled lightly as he looked down at Draco, "We faced the Dark Lord."
"We found one another," Draco moved up to kissed Harry once more. Their lips met and it seemed like it was eternity. Forever passed by them as their lips touched, "And I am forever glad we did…" The words broke the eternity, but Draco couldn't help but speak them.
Harry kissed Draco and pulled away. He looked down at the one person he can honestly say he felt love for, and simply said the words, "I love you."
Draco looked up at his friend. He kissed him again more passionately than before. As the carriage began to move away with the Thestrals to pull them Draco simply stated as he moved his gaze to the carriage, "I know."