A/N: Well folks, the last few chapters are coming out real soon. Alot is happening this weekend though. I have an all day movie club with my friends tomorrow, and Sunday, I'm going to my sister's college to help move her in the dorms. This about the only free time I'll have. I know I said I'd finish the story this week, but it doesn't look like that'll be happening. Monday I'll be moving into my new room in the downstairs part of my house, but other than that I should be able to put a chapter up. Tuesday is all free, and that's when I plan on getting the last of the chapters out. So there's the whole situation.
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Chapter 18
"Success"
Draco
I let go of Harry and we both got up off of the floor. "Dumbledore, Weasely." I said cooly.
Dumbledore only inclined his head at first. Then he said, "Mr. Weasely, would you please leave my office. I have important matters to discuss with your fellow classmates."
Ron stood from his chair, only nodding dumbly at how suddenly Harry and I had appeared, and out of thin air no less. If the situation were different I might've thrown him a scowl or a snide remark of some sort about his current state of shock, but seeing as how the matters at hand were more important, and that Harry still was friends with him, I decided to keep it to myself.
The Headmaster just strode quietly and calmly to his desk, grabbed a lemon drop and sat down, folding his hands in front of him. "Gentlemen." With that, he motioned towards the chairs centered in front of him.
Harry and I exchanged brief looks and then headed towards the chairs. It wasn't the first time I had sat in his office, but this time, things seemed different. The chairs were less comfortable, and the air was less breathable.
What would Dumbledore say? Did he already know about Harry and me? Was he going to ask questions about how we got here? I had no clue.
"Mr. Potter I expect Athalla explained everything?"
"I--Wha--Yes, Dumbledore sir." Harry stuttered out.
"Professor," I started not being as struck as Harry, "How do you know?"
The twinkle in his eyes only danced on. "I have my ways." He whispered.
"I expect, we'll be having Ms. Granger soon. Come." He motioned, to the place where they had landed.
Hermione
I hit the ground and it hurt. Not major hurt but still, it did some damage. I looked up to see Harry and Draco and Professor Dumbledore standing above me.
Harry and Draco looked incredulous and Dumbledore just helped me up as if this was the most normal thing in the world.
"What are you doing here?" Draco and Harry asked me just at the same time I asked them.
"Hermione?" Harry asked, stepping forward, "How did you get here...and most importantly where were you if you weren't here?"
"Well, once I had figured a way to get to you whilst you were captured--"
"You mean 'rescue' him?" Draco stepped in. "That was supposed to be my job, but someone knocked me out."
"Will you shut up?" I countered. "Anyway, Once I found a way to rescue you, I went to your location by Umbridge's portus, and you weren't to be found. So, Death Eaters had apparently found our location, because they were trying to get in. But luckily--"
"You found a white room, behind a closet door?" Harry asked.
"...yes...how did you--Oh, I see." I replied, finally it all clicked in my head. They too had used the white room, and that's why the door was open in the first place.
"Well." Dumbledore concluded quietly, "Anymore questions anyone? Because if not, then I would like to have some tea and lemon-drop flavored crumpets..care to join me?"
Draco
"Crumpets?" I asked, "You want crumpets...now?"
"Well why not? What am I waiting for, spring?"
"No, but now is not the time for Tea and crumpets...no matter what flavor they are...don't you even care that those Death Eaters might come through that white room too?"
It seemed Draco had a charm today, because just then, about nine death eaters appeared out of thin air.
Harry
Shit.
Hermione
fuck.
Dumbledore
Oh lemon-drops.
Draco
"Immobulus" I yelled, and momentarily, all the death eaters were in slow motion. "Ok, I think I just bought us some time."
"Yeah, but what do you want us to do with that time, have tea and crumpets?" Hermione asked, frazzled by this whole day.
"Marvelous idea Ms. Granger." Dumbledore said from behind them.
"No, we prepare you gits!" Harry said. It was the most obvious thing in the world.
So, they positioned themselves, around the death eaters, and prepared for a fight.
Hermione had whispered something, and the three arm chairs that had been sitting there, transfigured into a huge shield and blockade. In response to our looks she only uttered, "Mcgonnagal."
Harry had just stood there, wand at the ready, looking as if he was about to die of concentration.
"I have had enough fights for one day." I muttered as I did the same as Harry...minus the constapated look. I was after all, a Malfoy.
Harry
Finally, the immobulus spell wore off and the Death eaters seemed caught off gaurd by what just happened.
"Incarcerous!" I yelled. To add a nice little touch, I decided to put the ropes on fire. "Incendio!"
We held off like that for at least an hour or so, but then...
"Terminatrus." Some masked death eater whispered and the blockades dissappeared. "Mass Incarcerous"
I didn't even know such a spell existed! What ever the fuck it was, it obviously tied everyone up in the office.
"Finally" The death eater spat. "Silly children."
Funny...the death eater sounded alot like
Draco
Father.
It was him. He was the one behind the mask!
I watched helplessly as he went forward to Harry. My hands tore wildly at the ropes and my feet thrashed.
"Silencio" "Immobulus"
Hermione
Draco lay there, not moving, or thrashing as he had been a moment ago. Not that it suprised me, but it still had an affect that Draco's own father would curse his son.
I looked around. There wasn't anything useful I could do. There were no non-verbal spells I could think of that would stop this man, and so...I watched. I watched as he went nearer and nearer to Harry, and he pointed his wand to his head, whispering something I couldn't hear myself. I watched as a bright light shone and...a...woman stood in it's path.
Harry
Athalla? What the...
"You Harry Potter are the dumbest person I have ever met." Lucius said. "Snape even offered you Occlumency lessons and you never bothered to take them. Pity. It could've saved your life."
"What are you talking about?" I asked him.
"I knew you wouldn't understand. Your Unheard Voice dear boy...it's linked to your brain. If I kill her--"
"You kill me." I finished for him.
"Oh, so you're not as dumb as the look on your face. How precious. Too bad that knowledge doesn't do you any good."
"So kill her then."
"I will."
"Then do it."
"I said, I will."
"ok...I'm waiting."
"SILENCE!"
"You can't can you?"
"Course I can, all I have to do is--"
"No...now who's being the damn fool...I meant, Voldemort wants me alive doesn't he."
"You dare speak his name?"
"You, Lucius, should know better than anyone that Fear of a Name only increases--"
SMACK
"Don't speak."
Lucius was close now...close enough that I could smell his bad breath.
I looked over and Gave Hermione a meaningful look.
Hermione
"Only increases the fear of the object itself." I completed
"How dare you, you filthy Mud--"
But He never did complete that sentence.
Harry
Just as he was about to insult hermione, I swiveld around on the ground, knocking him down. I slammed my tied up hands on his head and it hit the ground hard. A loud 'Crack' could be heard through the room. Something had definitly broken.
"Draco!"
Draco had told me he knew how to do non-verbal spells, using the same principles as the first flying lesson we ever had, to bring our brooms to our hands without a wand.
Draco
Malfoys don't cry. So, I didn't, as I delivered a final blow, to every evil person in that room.
Terminatrus immortalia
Just like that, my life with my father, my non-existent future as a death eater, it all crumbled like the death eaters did, to their knees, taking their last breaths before my very eyes.
Harry
This was alot to expect from Draco...he'd...helped me in killing his father. All the people his father had known, and been friends with...I knew I didn't feel sorry for the death eaters...just Draco.
Athalla stood there in the middle of the room just smiling at us. We did it. We helped her live, we'd helped her like she'd helped us!
"Harry." She said, a smile in place on her face. "I must thank you for your kindness. You have shown me that in the face of danger, your capable of anything...You don't need us. You don't need me."
"I was just returning the favor."
"No Harry. You don't understand. I hold the Key. I am the key to the Unheard Voices Race. If I were destroyed, then all wizard kind dies, because we are very influental in their success in the wars against Voldemort. We may even be key to winning the war. So In saving me, you have not only saved you and your friends, but all of Magic Kind"
"What?"
"Good-bye Harry." She said, and with that, she faded.
Silence ensued for at least a half hour or so...but it seemed eternity until.
"Lemon Drop anyone?"
Draco
"I know baby, you have alot on your mind, but that's understandable. Just...try to get some sleep."
"I'm sorry."
"Harry." I replied sternly, lifting his chin in my hand. "Don't say sorry, you have nothing to apologize for."
"I know..I'm sorry."
"HARRY!"
"Ok, Ok, I'm--...I mean, I'll be there in a minute."
"Alright, don't be long." I smiled suggestively as I laid down to bed.
It had been a long while since the incident in the office. We'd all talked about it, the school had new wards put up to protect the school from any more attacks from that white room transporter, and everything was as it should have been.
My mind wafted back to my father's lifeless eyes for a moment, but that quickly faded away. My father deserved what he got, and boy did he have it coming. Sure he was my father...biologically...but he was still an asshole and he never once ever said he loved me.
I don't know about anyone else, but I'm thinking Harry, my baby, my honey, my boyfriend, did me a huge huge favor today.
I never knew what love was until he came in to my life, and somehow between it all, I'm glad that he did.
Harry
Since that time in Dumbledore's office, I couldn't stop thinking about what Athalla said. It was alot, being considered a savior to more than one race at a time. It was such a big deal.
Even though Draco told me he was ok with being father-less, I still didn't believe him. I know how it felt to have my family taken from me and I couldn't help but think he was mad.
It didn't matter what I thought anyway, as I snuggled up to him in bed.
"Wow," Draco commented sleepily. "The sorcerer's stone, the chamber of secrets, the murderer of azkaban, the triwizard tournament, Voldemort's cronies, saving an entire race, my father...what are you going to conquer next?"
I smiled as I got ontop of him, and he wasn't so sleepy anymore.
I leaned into his ear, giving it a little nibble and giggling before I whispered
"Draco Malfoy."
THE END
A/N: Ok, I know that chapter was short, but I think it was a fitting end. I never in a million years thought it would reach chapter 18 and I think it was a feat. I loved having you guys all as readers for as long as my stories have been posted here, and I would love to have you continue being my critics, as I write more. Trust me, there will definitly be more, so be on the look out. It'll be coming soon. Please Read and Review, thank you, and as always, Love you all.
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