Draco stood in shock of what he was seeing, the choice he had to make. He watched as his Aunt Bellatrix went after the famous Harry Potter, and he smirked. He didn't like Harry much, but then again, he didn't like his Aunt Bella much, either. She was always picking on his mom, and if there was any person in the world that Draco Malfoy really cared about was his mother. He watched on, as the Death Eaters attacked the students and teachers, and it seemed to be going well for them - they'd forced the Death Eaters out onto the lawn.
"Harry! They're after YOU! Go back into the castle and tell everyone to go back to their dorms and stuff!" a woman cried. Draco wouldn't have noticed, but she had pink hair. And she was too old to be a student.
"No!" screamed Harry, Draco almost laughed at that boy's audacity. Didn't he realize that they were there to kill him? He was always looking for glory. Moron.
"You moron! Listen to Tonks! Go back inside!" screamed a small red-haired girl. Draco knew her, her name was Ginny. She'd gone out with Harry the previous year, but something had happened, they didn't seem to hang out much anymore. She'd grown up over the summer, Draco noticed. But while he was thinking about all this, he saw Fenrir Greyback. Greyback had been dodging curses from Ginny, she was sending them out surprisingly quickly, but when she made that comment, he took his chance and ran toward the castle. Draco froze - he was standing in the doorway to the castle...Greyback was coming after him.
As Greyback approached Draco he slowed, and with a sick grin on his face, he looked beyond Draco, and said "Let the fun begin..." and then he pushed past Draco and ran inside. Draco turned and saw that since he'd gotten there a bunch of other students had gathered at bottom of the stairs. Kids - first years, shaking in their PJs, and seventh years, wand at hand and ready to defend themselves - kids from all Houses. Draco was horrified as he watched Greyback run towards the frightened children, and suddenly, without thinking -
"CRUCIATUS!" he screamed, with his wand pointed at the werewolf. Greyback doubled over, shrieking in pain and trembling. As soon as Draco realized what he'd done he lowered his wand. Greyback stayed on the floor long enough for Draco to reposition himself between the werewolf and the kids. Greyback just stared up at him as he sat up.
"You're gonna pay for that, you little brat. The Dark Lord will hear of this, don't you doubt that...he'll make your whole family pay." Greyback snarled. And at those words, Draco trembled...his father was dead, he didn't need to be an orphan. I guess he would have to see if anyone could keep Dumbledore's word from last summer...
When Draco realized how bad this could be for him, his whole body went numb. What in God's name have I just done? I swear I've never done anything this stupid... He yelled at himself silently, but this was no time to let Greyback out of his sight - he saw how that had worked out for the Weasley girl.
"You drop that wand or I swear I'll kill you myself." the werewolf snapped, but Draco didn't budge. The threats were enough, but he needed this to end, right here, right now. He knew what he needed to do - for everyone.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" he screamed, wand pointed at Greyback, and just as quick as it had started, it was over. Greyback fell over, limp, while everyone - Draco included - looked on in horror. He turned around to face the kids,
"Listen up!" he began, and they all did - i mean, good or bad...he just killed someone who wanted to kill them all, so as far as they were concerned, he was in charge. "Seriously! Shut up! Listen to me, you guys have GOT to go back to your dormitories, NOW! I'm sure the Heads of Houses will be up as soon as they can, but right now all the teachers are out there," he pointed outside, "and the safest place for all of us is behind locked doors. All of you...go! I mean, NOW!" He screamed as he ushered the students towards their dormitories. They knew he was right, but whodathunk it? Draco Malfoy? Saviour of the innocent? He was just as surprised as they were, but that's how the dice had fallen.
As all the kids ran up to their rooms, Draco turned back around, torn about what he would tell the Death Eaters...it was tough, though, because the whole school had seen...he didn't have to think long, though, because as soon as the thoughts had popped into his head, he saw a head of bright red hair. oh my god...what did she see? What's she going to tell...oh my god, she'll tell my Aunt Bella... Just as soon as he thought that
"Thanks for that...he got away from me..." Ginny said, astonished.
"So I noticed.." Draco whispered, but not low enough that she didn't hear.
"Alright, fine. you can either come help us or go back to your dormitory, I would just appreciate you not coming out just to join your Aunt." She snapped. He was surprised at the amount of bite one small girl could emit in one statement, but Ginny was no ordinary girl - everyone knew that.
"I...I can't...I need to talk to someone..." he stuttered, afraid of what she would think of him if she knew...
"Talk to who? Talk to me. They don't need me now." Ginny was egging him on, hoping to see more of the side of him that killed Greyback.
"What can you do? You're just a kid, you can't understand OR help, so you might as well go get someone else, cause this needs to be dealt with now." Draco was beginning to panic, but Ginny noticed, and tried to calm down - as calmed as she could be with what seemed like the apocalypse outside. She came in and shut the doors, to try and calm him down, too. Apparently the panic had registered in Draco's face,
"Believe it or not, I am NOT eleven years old. I am sixteen now, and I have a say. I know people, I know the deal, and I know what's going on. So don't you dare act like I'm beneath you, Draco Malfoy. You did one good thing, I have fought with these people since the beginning. You also know how they feel about you so if you want a chance to talk - this is it. Talk to me or don't talk at all." She was calm, but the anger and confrontation seethed through her every word, and Draco got the message perfectly. He eased up a little, and began to tell her.
"I need someone to go..." he looked up at her worriedly, but her kind, expectant face made him a little more ready to tell her. That, and the fact that she was right - it was now or never. "Go save my mom."
"Your mom?" She asked, bewildered. "What's wrong with your...ooohh..." Understanding dawned all over her face, and she said "Go get your broom."
"My wha?"
"Your broom, you moron. You're rich and you play Quidditch - i know you have one." She seemed frustrated, just as frustrated as he was confused. He must've looked really lost, because she sighed and said, "You just killed a Death Eater. Soon enough, Voldemort's gonna hear about it, and you're not going to be the only one in trouble. For right now, here is the safest place for her, and your dad, once he gets out of Azkaban, so we'll bring them here until we can get them into..." she stopped, not wanting to mention 'headquarters', because then she'd have to explain what that was.
Draco was in shock, this chick had actually just uttered the Dark Lord's name - no flinch, nothing. Sadness and pity crossed Ginny's face, only long enough for Draco to smirk
"What? Do you feel bad for me now? Oh man, is this incredible. Ginny Weasley, ladies and gentleman, feels bad, for me!"
"I don't need this. You can go get your broom or not. It's not like I know where you live. As soon as this ends.." she trailed off and she ran off to Gryffindor's tower, as he ran off to the Dungeons to get his broom. He couldn't believe it. He was about to take a trip with a Weasley - a blood traitor! But it was worth it in his mind.
They met back up, and when they opened the door, the fight was coming to an end - the students and teachers that had been fighting had beaten the remaining Death Eaters back, almost to the gates.
Draco and Ginny ran out, stopping just yards from the fight, Draco's face hidden in his robes so his Aunt Bella wouldn't see him. Ginny joined the fight again, next to the girl with the pink hair, and after another five or ten minutes, the Death Eaters retreated. As soon as they did, the pink-haired girl turned on Harry.
"What the hell were you thinking! I told you to go back to the castle!" She shrieked.
"Tonks, I'm of age, now! A full-fledged wizard! I can handle myself!" Harry shot back at her.
"Yeah? Well I'm a full-fledged Auror, and it's my JOB to protect you! You need to listen to me!" She would've kept going, but Ginny tugged at her sleeve so hard, she almost fell over.
"Tonks! C'mere!" she whispered feverishly. "We need to talk." As they moved away from the crowd, Ginny began to speak, and Draco joined.
"We need you come with us to Draco's house."
"Slytherin?" Tonks inquired, bewildered. Draco rolled his eyes, Are all Aurors this dumb? he though.
"No, his HOUSE house - to get his mom." Ginny was already ushering them towards the gates. "Look, back there, Draco killed Greyback." Tonks' eyes became huge as she looked at Draco, who in turn looked at his feet. "He killed Greyback because he went after the students, and as soon as Voldemort finds out, Draco's mom doesn't stand a chance." Tonks looked back and forth between Draco and Ginny, unsure of how to react. I mean, she'd heard the stories - this kid almost killed Dumbledore, didn't he? He was the one who'd let the Death Eaters into the school last June, wasn't he? Draco saw this uncertainty, and answered it with acid.
"Look, last year Dumbledore..." Draco took a deep breath, thinking about that night, "he told me that if I crossed he could hide me - me and my family. And I know he's dead and all,"
"Yeah, and whose fault is that!" Tonks shot at him,
"Alright fine then. Don't help me. i'll go alone...be on the run or something," And Draco mounted his broom, ready to be off, when Ginny spoke up.
"Look, Tonks, we can sort all this crap out later. We need to go now. So deal with it. Come with us or don't, just make sure we can get back in when we get back." And with that, Ginny mounted her broom. Tonks knew she couldn't let two students go off alone in the middle of the night. Especially not a Weasley - Molly would have her head for the crime.
"Alright, let's go. We'll bring her back here for the night, and then make some more room at H.Q." Tonks mounted her broom, muttered some incantations, and the three were off, to save Narcissa Malfoy