12

Battle

Things went great for the next few months. New Year's came and went and Valentine's has passed us by. It was now early spring; birds chirping, sun shining, the giant squid in the lake constantly inking, giving the water a cool blue-black effect.

By this time, Avi and Draco had become much closer, even more so then the last chapter. How close you ask? Let's just say that they both liked the little kiss so much, they would sometimes be caught behind the corner, doing the same but for a longer period of time. (I am full of such wisdomosity aren't I?)

One day in late March (not two but ONE) Draco and Avi had a date. Draco waited down the steps of the girl's dormitory when he heard something.

"You fool!" He heard a weak but angry voice.

A panicked voice, icy with fear replied back, "I am truly sorry. I forgot my purpose. He is, after all, a death-eater's son. I thought you might be ok with it." It was Avi, Draco was sure of it.

"Normally I would be proud of your decision; a death-eater's son over that stupid Potter. But now…" his voice trailed off.

"It won't happen anymore, My Lord." Did Draco just hear right? My Lord as in Lord Voldemort; as in Voldie?

"And why are you passing out so much? Are you not strong enough? I could always replace you-"

"No! I'm sorry. When I lost the necklace, I was so dependant on its power I just collapsed. Please don't. I'll be ok. I'll get that damned Potter if it's the last thing I do."

"It may turn out to be, so you'd better hurry up."

Draco ran. He ran as fast as he could, towards the library. He had the feeling Potter was in there. He was actually confusing himself. He's in trouble, and the first person he runs to get is POTTER? He was just about to stop himself from doing anything stupid when he found himself standing in front of Harry's table, gasping for breath.

"What now?" Harry asked in an aggravated tone.

"Avi… Dark Lord… help… now." Draco grabbed Harry's robes and pulled him out of his seat. Pushing him out the door, Harry questioned Draco's motive for interrupting his studies like he did.

"Long story just shut up and GO!" They arrived at the Slytherin portrait, Harry still questioning away. "Look Potter, Avi needs help. She's still here, hopefully. I love her and, well, maybe you reflect to Voldie's magic so I could use you as a shield or something. I don't know but I have a bad excuse for a plan just go with it ok?"

Harry didn't have time to say ok. He was about to when he came face to face with Avi.

"Here Av." Avi looked at him, confused. "You need to kill him, right? Or Voldie does. I thought you were going to die so I brought him to you right here and now so go ahead. Kill him. I'll just sit over there and watch."

"Um… ok."

Just then Avi had another spaz attack. "Draco, Harry… go tell Dumbledore what is wrong. GO! Go…"

Voldie rose up silently behind them. His voice boomed "HOW DARE YOU BETRAY ME! YOU WILL PAY FOR YOUR IGNORANCE! BEUSAY!"

Avi fell to the ground, unconscious. Voldie snickered (snicker, Snicker, Milky Way, Butterfinger, Mike & Ike! Sorry, got a little carried away there).

"What did you do to her?" Draco yelled as Avi's body slowly faded.

"What does it look like I did? Are you even reading what the narrator is writing? It says, 'Avi fell to the ground, unconscious.' Now do you get it?"

"Oh, sorry Voldie."

"Don't call me Voldie, Greasy!"

"Snape's Greasy, remember?"

"Oh, oops." It went on and on about names and what Voldie did to Avi. Harry, on the other hand, was very confused.

"Er, EXCUSE ME!" Harry shouted. "Can we get back to the story please?"

"Sorry," Voldie and Draco said in unison.

"If you want to get her back, you have to get through me." Voldie, being as practically dead as he is, was a ghost. So, Draco and Harry walked right through him.

"Now what?" They asked with smug expressions on their faces. Voldie was in shock.

"Er… This way." He led them into two separate rooms. He gave them swords, but let Harry and Draco both keep their wands. "In these rooms, you will be fighting the people you love most."

Harry suddenly appeared in front of Draco and they both got the sickest mental images in the world.

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" they screamed.

Voldie, realizing his mistake (he had it set to 'hate most' instead of 'love most') quickly explained to the boys that they do not secretly love each other and that they have sick minds and they must never tell him what they had just thought.

As Voldie switched to 'love most' Avi appeared in front of Draco and Cho in front of Harry. The boys breathed a sigh of relief as they realized that Voldie was right and they didn't love each other (I told you this wasn't slash).

Avi and Cho quickly attacked the boys. Their movements were swift and fast. Draco and Harry didn't know any sword techniques so were almost killed several times. They drew out their wands. Apparently the girls didn't have theirs with them. Harry immediately got Cho's sword from her, then knocked her unconscious.

Draco had no such luck. He took out 3 walls, trying to get Avi from killing him, but she was to fast. One of the walls he blew out led to the room Harry was in. Harry ran to help Draco when Voldie came behind Avi, putting his hand on her shoulder. He gave Avi her wand.

"You fools! She'll kill you without even getting a scratch!" Harry recognized it immediately. His dream was of this scene. He had never gotten to finish it, but of course he never would. He would have to finish it himself.

"Cover me!" Harry yelled to Draco as he picked up Cho's limp body. They started backing away. As they did, Draco started talking to Avi.

"Come on Avi. I know this isn't you. Come on why are you doing this?" He got an idea. Hey it worked in all the movies. Why wouldn't it work here? He had to take his chances. "Potter, I'm going in." Harry was confused but the minutes he looked at Draco's face he knew that he would do anything to save Avi.

Draco ran forward, dodging left and right from Avi's spells. He was aiming for one thing and was closing in. He (basically) ran into Avi's lips and kissed her. She first tried to get him off, but then stopped. She, instead, whirled around and cursed Voldemort. It was one of those forbidden curses (you know the one's that are forbidden). Voldie was clearly hurt bad. It worked just like in the movies (You know the cheesy ones, which this story is sounding a lot like).

As if it was a final curse for him, he pointed his wand at Avi. He muttered something, glaring at her every second. A green light shot out of his wand and hit Avi straight in the stomach. Avi screamed and flew backwards, hitting against the wall. She slid down, and had clearly been knocked out. Draco looked at her, waiting for signs of life. A trickle of blood ran down her cheek from the top of her head.