A/n- Omgosh, I'm back. I know it kinda took awhile, but this whole 'going to school thing' is really annoying. I think we all know how it is. Well, welcome back to Enemies Clash. I hope to be sharing a good chapter with you guys today. Crosses fingers

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The beginning is a little boring but the end is worth it.

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March 16th

"What's the date?" Draco asked Hermione distractedly. Hermione looked up from her charms homework briefly to check her watch, shaking her head.

"It's the 15th Draco. The same as it was two minutes ago when you asked me the same question. Will you stop badgering me?" she complained as she scrunched back over her work, scribbling down a few more words before Draco spoke again.

"What time is it?" he asked.

Hermione glanced at her watch. "10:56. Three minutes later than it was when you ask me last time." She continued to work, flipping through the pages of her book to look up an answer. She froze as Draco's voice cut through the silence again.

"How many days until April 1st?" he asked again. Hermione sighed and set her quill down on the table gently, but Draco still noticed the anger in that simple motion. She turned swiftly on the spot and gave him a piercing glance, the third he had got today.

"16 days Draco. Bloody hell, hasn't it sunk in by now?" she replied and Draco scoffed.

"I'm just nervous that's all. Don't you snap at me!" he said. He was way too tense for this.

"Don't order me around, you can't tell me what to do!" she yelled at him, sick of his shit.

"Why don't you just take a break from homework and I don't know- take a look at what is going on in front of you. There are hardly any kids left in Hogwarts, have you noticed? Or has your nose been buried in your books too long?" he replied smartly back. His attitude had worsened each day they got closer to the final battle, and Hermione had taken the bulk of this.

"How dare you," she said and slapped him, gathering her things and marching to the door.

"Hermione wait!" he yelled, already realizing the mistake.

"No! I'm sick of your shit Draco! For the past week all you've done is sat and moped and bothered me. I'm trying to take my mind off this battle and all you can do is yell at me because of it. When I'm ready to deal with you, I'll find you. Don't go looking for me," she screamed at him and slammed the portrait door closed in his face. He threw up his arms and punched the wall.

He dragged himself up the stairs to wallow in self pity some more. An owl was waiting for him on the windowsill, and it hooted as he entered his room. He walked over, untied the letter and scanned it briefly.

When you get this letter, meet me and the others in my office.

Prof. Dumbledore

Draco groaned but did a complete turn-around, marching down the steps and out the portrait door. By the time he had reached Dumbledore's office, completely out of breath, everyone was there. And the mood was grim. Harry was exchanging dark looks with everyone except Dumbledore, whom he seemed to be ignoring.

"What…did…I…miss?" Draco panted, his hands on his knees. Hermione ran over to him, hugging him and sobbing into his shoulder. His eyes widened but patted her on the back.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you. I'm sorry…" she whispered in his ear. "I love you, you know that right?"

"Yes. I love you too. But what's going on?" he said, but louder. Hermione turned around and faced Dumbledore.

"I've received intelligence from the Order that the death eaters are situated in your Manor now. We attack tomorrow," Dumbledore said calmly, yet the sparkle that could light up a room wasn't present in his eye any longer. Draco wondered where it had gone.

"T-tomorrow?" Draco said. He glanced over at Harry, whose hands were shaking slightly, to Ron, who was as white faced as a ghost, and back to Hermione, who had a face full of worry. He put his arms around her tighter. "I'm ready," he said confidently.

"Right then. Get some sleep, all of you. We have learned what is needed, I just hope you all can put it to use as soon as possible. But please, do this first. I want all of you to round up all the 6th and 7th tears, and have them sleep in the Heads' rooms tonight. It's better if we keep you all together," Dumbledore rumbled quickly, and finally shooed them all away.

"I will fetch you at dawn," he said finally before the door snapped shut.

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"Will you all friggen' shut up!" Draco yelled over the noise level. The Slytherins immediately quieted down, as well as the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws, but the Gryffindors just seemed to chat on and on. "That means you Gryffindorks!" he yelled again and everyone shut up.

"Thanks Draco," Harry sneered and took over. "Everyone, go to sleep. I know that we're all nervous because of tomorrow, but we need sleep. Please, just sleep."

Draco barely slept that night. He kept waking up next to Hermione, shivering all over and drenched with sweat. Hermione wasn't any better; she went to sleep earlier than Draco and still she looked just as tired as him. Her face was pale, almost as pale as Draco's.

"Ready?" he said as Dumbledore entered and everyone snapped to attention. They were all wearing light robes, with fists clenched tightly around their wands. Dumbledore nodded to them all and proceeded to show them out of the door. Draco entwined his fingers with Hermione and gave her hand a squeeze as they walked through the empty corridors, their shoes making almost no noise.

Hermione gulped next to him as they passed through the front doors and onto the lawn, down to the quidditch field. There was a huddle of people standing there, drawing their cloaks around them. It was chilly for a March day. There was no snow on the ground, but the grass crunched beneath their feet. Draco smiled reassuringly at Hermione before stepping forward onto the pitch.

"Separate into groups. Hufflepuffs go with Ron and this group of the Order," Dumbledore announced, pointing to a group of Order members. "Slytherins with Draco and that group," he said, pointing again. "Harry with the Gryffindors and this group, and Ravenclaws go with Hermione and the rest. Quickly now!"

The group separated quickly; Draco pushed his lips lightly onto Hermione's before letting go and joining the Slytherins. Hermione took her place with the Ravenclaws. 'I love you' he mouthed to her. 'I love you too' she mouthed back.

"We can all apparate here?" Dumbledore asked them all. Everyone nodded their heads or said 'yes' very quietly. "The Ministry officials will be there shortly after us. We plan to start the battle. If someone is hurt, get them off to the side and perform healing spells and get back out there. We'll need all of you. Are we ready?"

They began walking to Hogsmeade. The many citizens that lived there were watching, waiting, and waved them off as they passed into the gates. "On three, apparate to Malfoy Manor. Here is the picture," he said, holding it up. It passed through many hands, and Draco looked at his house, a site where evil things would take place at. Not that they haven't before.

"1…" its so real Draco said inside his head. "2…" is this really happening? "3…" Now! He apparated on the spot and seconds later was outside his house. People popped up behind him. Seconds later, death eaters in masks and dark black robes were spilling out of the manor. They had obviously been expecting an attack. Dumbledore is so unprepared.

His group headed straight at the people and Draco knew how real this was. This wasn't a game; his life and other people's were at risk. He could die and so could anyone else that he loved. Hermione…he thought desperately.

That thought was pushed from his mind as a death eater threw a curse at him, preparing himself for a duel. Draco deflected it easily and shot a stunning spell at him, and it hit him in the chest. Draco bound him with ropes using a spell and stepped over him, searching for his father. The masks had been removed, and Draco spotted the platinum hair from far away.

His eyes locked into Lucius's steel ones, resembling his own, yet much colder. He ran straight at him, stopping only feet away from him, his wand raised high and a smirk to match his father's.

"Going to kill me boy?" he said, barely in a whisper. Draco's smirk did not falter at all; his eyes didn't move. His fist clenched the wand tighter than it already was.

"I plan on it," he said slowly, much louder than Lucius. His glare in his eye looked like it could kill; his eyes were so sharp Draco thought they may just poke him. (POKE!)

"I always knew there was something wrong with you boy," he spat. Draco scoffed at him.

"You mean; I was a better person than my father? I suppose that's true, then." His father growled at him and brought his wand out. Draco raised his and sent a curse at his father. He dodged it, sending another one back at Draco. They fought mercilessly for a few minutes before Draco got hit. He hit the ground hard and sprawled backwards.

He quickly summoned his wand before his father did and stood up; glaring death rays back at Lucius. "You are a despicable creature. You are not fit to walk this earth. I will never regret this." He raised his wand in slow motion and yelled "AVADA KEDAVRA!" as time seemed to freeze.

There was a deathly silence as the world seemed to turn to watch Lucius's shocked body fall to the ground with a thud. Draco stared at his cold white cheeks and deathly gray eyes, now still in his head. There was no blood, no sign of injury. Draco dropped to the ground onto his knees, panting hard, still staring at his father's lifeless body.

"Draco!" someone screamed and Draco looked up just in time to dodge a curse sent at him.

"Auntie Bella?" he managed to gasp before ducking another curse.

"Shut up, you are no nephew of mine! You were always foolish!" she snarled before sending a spell that hit Draco in the stomach. He began to fall back, and saw the darkness closing in on him. He fell into someone's arms, it was so comfy. He blinked his eyes; he could still see. The person dropped him and ran off to fight, leaving him alone to fight off his Aunt.

"Beg for mercy boy," she spat, stepping closer, wand raised.

"Never," Draco managed to choke out before falling over on all fours again. "I'll-I'll fight you!" he said standing up, the feeling back in his legs. He barely deflected off another curse, and almost stumbled in a rock in the ground.

"Draco behind you!" someone screamed and Draco whipped around to see his aunt Bella standing there, wand aloft, and a green beam coming straight at him. Before he could duck; before he could prepare for his doom, a figure soared through the air, catching the killing curse in midair. Draco gasped as his Aunt fell to the ground, a killing curse hitting her in the back. But it was no good; the damage had been done.

Ron Weasley was dead.

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