This was when Voldemort had caught Harry off guard and hit, "Avada Kadavra!" Yelled Voldemort.
Harry saw green light all around him. Harry saw everything turn and change and he felt pain. So this is how his mother felt when she died to protect him. But soon the pain was gone; it was taken over by a soothing voice, the voice of Draco in his mind.
"Hold on love. Don't leave me now."
Harry struggled harder but it seemed to make things worst, in fact the more Harry relaxed and accepted the pain and let Draco's voice take over, the more the pain subsided.
"Harry, hold on to life just a little longer. We can protect the world Harry. We can protect the world, save the world from evil before we go. The world has so much good in it; the world deserves to love as we love Harry. Don't give up on the world just yet Harry. Just hang on to life for a little while longer my lion. Just a little while longer. It won't take much longer Harry. Just hold on love, hold on."
And it happened. Harry had been screaming at the pain and when he came to realizing it he stopped and looked up at the shocked expression on Voldemort's face.
"Why didn't you die?"
Harry looked at Voldemort in surprise but something else caught Voldemorts attention as the Dark Lord looked over to Harry's right and his expression was even more filled with shock. Harry turned to look at what had caught Voldemort's gaze when he saw it. Lucius had vaporized and the chains holding Draco were gone. Some force had melted the chains holding up Draco and Draco was free.
Draco's arms dropped just as Harry's had and he looked at Harry and smiled. Harry smiled back and they both quickly turned their gaze back to Voldemort.
"What the hell?" Yelled Voldemort, "What's going on?"
That's when Draco remembered what Dumbledore had said, "There is one thing you will don't understand Voldemort and that one thing is love. You will never be able to understand love if you keep hatred boiled up inside of you. That's why you will never win Voldemort. Even if we die, you will never win because you don't understand and you can't win until you understand."
And Draco stepped up to Harry and took hold of Harry's wand, which was pointed at Voldemort.
Then they both felt it. They felt the energy, the power flow from one to the other and it wasn't like sharing energy rather it was more like each one gave the other the power to recharge their energy.
They both smiled at Voldemort and Harry spoke, "It's over now Voldemort. All the evil you have done is over now. There's going to be no more of it. I hope that one day you will learn. I really hope that one day, Voldemort, you will realize and understand what great power love is."
When Harry had finished a gold stream of power emitted from the tip of the wand. Neither of them had said anything, no curse needed to be thrown, no charm needed to be muttered. The power just came out of the wand. It wasn't until the power had hit Voldemort and Harry saw the expression on Voldemort's face turn from hated surprise to a small sort of realization when Harry knew what had defeated Voldemort.
It was the power of love that Draco and Harry had for one another. It was the power to love and give up their lives for one another that killed Voldemort. The prophecy was wrong. It wasn't Harry who defeated Voldemort; it was both Harry and Draco who defeated the Dark Lord.
Voldemort was gone. There was no more. It was just like how Lucius had gone. It was as if Voldemort had vaporized as well.
Harry and Draco stood there holding the wand and turned to looked at one another.
"I Love You Draco."
"I Love You Harry."
"We saved the world Draco."
"I know Harry."
"We're going to live through this Draco."
"Until we're old and gray Harry."
"Let's go home Draco."
"Let's go home Harry."