Chapter Two – What!
Completely forgetting that this person saved him, Harry raised his wand.
"Malfoy!" Harry's anger was rising again.
Draco Malfoy flinched as Harry's wand tip made contact with the nape of his neck. He remained silent as the three best friends stared at him in shock.
"That's me," Draco managed to say.
"Finish him off," Ron murmured. Though hatred should've existed in his tone, there was none.
"Yeah Potter," Draco said struggling to keep his calm, "finish me off."
Harry kept his wand raised. "I should."
"Harry, no," Hermione spoke gently, resting a hand on his outstretched arm. "He saved you."
Though he knew she was completely right, Harry didn't lower his wand.
"I didn't need saving."
Hermione turned to look at Draco. His eyes were blank. She could sense no emotion from him at all. Before they could say anything more, Draco fell to his knees and had tears glistening in his eyes.
"Kill me," he said in a rather calm voice.
Harry looked at Ron, and then Hermione. They both shared his surprise. Draco had taken Harry's hand and lowered the want to his forehead. Tears were now flowing heavily down his face.
"Kill me!" it was more of an order. "Kill me!"
Harry couldn't decide what to do. This was the boy who'd made his years at Hogwarts quite miserable, but he'd saved his life. Harry lowered his wand.
"I can't," Harry sighed. He couldn't believe he was crying. This was supposedly the son of a man and woman who held no remorse for the people they killed and supported the ways of an evil man.
Just then, Neville, Luna and Lupin rushed into the room. Lupin stared down at Voldemort's lifeless body, shaking his head. He looked at Draco and Harry. Draco was now hysterical and begging for Harry to kill him.
Harry looked at Lupin, his eyes wide with confusion. Lupin shook his head.
"What are you waiting for," Draco yelled. "Kill me damn it!"
"Blimey, I think he's gone mad," Ron shook his head.
"What d'you reckon's wrong with him," Neville asked. Luna was leaning against him for support. She'd sprained her ankle.
"Lupin, what do you propose we do?" Hermione asked.
"No!" Harry yelled as Draco took his wand and pointed it at his own forehead.
"Expelliarmus!" Lupin yelled and the wand flew out from Draco's hand.
Draco was now lying on the floor, sobbing. The rest of them were looking down at him with pity. They felt sorry for him.
"He saved me," Harry still couldn't believe it. "I… I kind of… He's alright…"
"We'd better get him out of here," Lupin said.
Harry and Ron helped Draco up and out of the building. He was still sobbing miserably. Ron and Harry exchanged a look. The cold cruel Draco Malfoy had feelings.
Author's note: Okay, I might have forgotten to explain something, lol. This story is supposedly taking place like 2 years after Harry Ron and Hermione left to find those... Horcruxes. I decided to skip out on the fight with Lord Voldemort cuz.. I don't know I don't do good stories of action lol so yeah. They're all eighteen now and that's pretty much it. Thanks for reading and don't forget to review!
MW89
