Title: Armageddon HP Style
Author: Jennifer
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters, which sucks, nor do I own any of the original scenes or dialogue from the movie Armageddon.
Author's note: There really isn't much to this chapter either, so try not to be too disappointed that it's so short.
Chapter Eighteen: Drawing Straws
"Alright," Smith said, "it takes two people to fly this thing. So either you guys draw straws, or we all stay and die."
"I say we all stay and die," replied Draco. "But that's my opinion."
"I'll draw. Let's draw," said Ron.
"Nobody's drawing. I'll stay up here and take care of it," said Harry.
"Well I can't live with that," George said, standing up.
"Nobody asked you to—" said Harry, and the two began to argue.
"Hey," said Blaise. "Let's draw, and let's see who's gonna stay up here and dance."
They all stood up. "I would really like responsibility," said Draco, who was still strapped to the chair.
Harry held up a fistful of wires, and each of them picked one. "Is this good or bad?" George said.
Ron was holding the longest wire. His mouth opened. "Well, we all gotta die, right?" he said. "I'm the guy who gets to do it saving the world."
"I'll take him down," said Harry.
They put on their helmets and stepped into the airlock. When the doors were secure, they opened the outside doors and Ron stepped onto the aor bad?" George said.
Ron was holding the longest wire. His mouth opened. "Well, we all gotta die, right?" he said. "I'm the guy who gets to do it saving the world."
"You plug this into the port," Smith said. "Lift, press, hold." He demonstrated how to do it.
"I'll take him down," said Harry.
They put on their helmets and stepped into the airlock. When the doors were secure, they opened the outside doors and Ron stepped onto the asteroid. "Do me a favor, will ya?" Ron asked. "Tell Hermione that I—I'll always be with her. Okay?"
"Sure," replied Harry. Suddenly he pulled Ron back into the airlock and ripped the mission patch off of his arm. "Give that to William," he yelled before stepping outside. "Make sure William gets that!"
"Harry, you can't do this to me!" Ron screamed, taking his helmet off once the doors were shut and the airlock was secured. "It's my job!"
"You go take care of my best friend now," Harry said. "That's your job."
"I always thought of you and Hermione like siblings," he continued. "But I'd be damn proud to have you marry Hermione."
"Harry…" Ron was in tears now.
"Take care," Harry said as Ron was being sent up to the ship.
