Ch: 1 The Chase
A/N Just a short story to say what I think should happen in the last few chapters of the last book.
It was late at night and very dark and Harry, Hermione and Draco were running through the forbidden forest. Lord Voldemort had taken over Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry which had fallen into ruin in the absence of its headmaster. Harry had finally destroyed all of the Horcruxes and now all he had to do to end the rein of terror and fulfil the prophecy was destroy Voldemort. They just had to get to him, which wasn't going to be as easy as it sounded because they were being chased by about a hundred Death Eaters and they were getting very tired.
Suddenly Draco stopped running, Harry and Hermione stopped running too and turned to look at him.
"Are you okay?" Harry panted.
"Yeah, I'm okay." Draco panted back.
"Come on guys! The Death Eaters are catching up to us!" Hermione shouted tugging at Harry's sleeve.
"You two go on." Draco said "I'll try to hold them off."
"No! Draco we have to keep going!" Harry shouted
"Harry I'll be okay. It's you that has to keep going, it's you that has to kill him and put a stop to all this. Not me, not Hermione, you." (A/N Remember Ron's speech from The Philosopher's Stone?)
Harry looked at Hermione then back at Draco, he didn't know what to do. Then he said to Draco
"Are you sure?"
"I may not be the most powerful wizard in the world but I am a Malfoy and that means I have enough power to raise hell to the ground." Draco said dangerously, only half-joking.
And with that and his famous Malfoy smirk stuck firmly to his face, he turned to the heaving mass of black that was coming towards them and shouted
"Come on then you bastards! Show me what party tricks the Dark Lord taught you!"
He turned to Harry and nodded. Harry nodded back, grabbed Hermione's hand and began to run again, dragging her along behind him.
Draco saw the Death Eaters running at him. He was scared, really scared. His palms were sweaty so he wiped them on his trousers, but there was nothing he could do to stop himself shaking like a leaf. The huge pack of Death Eaters was closing in on him like a hundred pitch black vultures closing in on a dying animal; unfortunately in this case they were closing in on a seventeen year old boy with steely-grey eyes and platinum blonde hair.
Soon the Death Eaters were close enough for Draco to see them clearly and for the first time none of them had even bothered to wear their masks. Draco couldn't stand it any longer, he started to fire stunning spells, disarming spells and body-binding curses, the Death Eaters retaliated furiously and they were using unforgivable curses. Draco took down about twenty Death Eaters before he saw his father, their eyes met and Draco stood frozen. Lucius took advantage of his son's shock and shouted "Avada Kedavra!" The curse hit Draco square in the chest and he fell in slow motion, when his hand landed his wand flew from his grasp. Even from the beginning Draco knew he didn't stand a chance but he took it proudly, he stared death in the face and he never wavered. Draco was dead before he even hit the ground.