A/N: YAY! Chapter 11 is here! It took me a while because I was at a standstill in the middle of the chapter again. This one might not be so long, because I have the prefect way of ending it, but I will try my hardest to make it as long as I can.

I was going to have this as the last chapter or have one more chapter after this or something, but I got a good idea and decided that this is only about midpoint, maybe a little after that or something. So, I'm not sure how many more chapters of this story there is anymore. I hope you all enjoy this chapter hehehehehehe


"Harry!" cried Hermione quietly. She shook him roughly. "Wake up!"

Harry looked up at her with blurry eyes and groped on his bedside table for his glasses. Once they were on, he frowned. "Hey, what's wrong? Did you just get back? What happened?"

"It's Draco and his father," muttered Hermione. "They're fighting. Draco'll get killed if we don't do something! Lucius won't be afraid to kill him! You know that! We have to stop them!"

"Draco? Since when has it been Draco?" Ron stood up and looked at them. "What's going on here?" Hermione's tears filled eyes widen. "Are you crying?"

"We have to go help Draco!" Hermione ran over to him and cried in his chest. Ron looked at Harry. "Please. If there's anything that I need from you two, it's now. I need you to help me. Please. I-I love him!"

Ron's eyes widen as he pulled her away by her shoulders. "What? How long?"

"Christmas," muttered Harry. Ron stared at him.

"You knew?" asked Ron. Harry nodded. "And you didn't tell me? Why not?"

"I'm sorry Ron," sniffed Hermione quietly. "I'll explain everything later, please, you have to help me save him. I need you Ron, please!"

Ron closed his eyes and sighed. "Where are they?"

"Oh no," Hermione fell to her hands and knees. Ron and Harry knelt next to her. they looked at the other three boys they shared a dormitory with and were glad they were heavy sleepers. "I don't know."

"What do you mean you don't know?"

"I-I went there through a portkey," muttered Hermione. She reached into her pocket and took out the glede. "I bet you anything that where I was was the hide-out to the surviving death-eaters. We'll be able to get two birds with one stone."

"We just have one problem: we don't know where they are!" Ron reminded them.

"Oh! We apparate!" Hermione said slowly and quietly. "I remember what the room looks like. I can take you two with me." She got up off the floor.


Just as Hermione left with a crack, Lucius broke free of Draco's pin. As Lucius got up, he rammed Draco into the nearest wall. The fight was more physical then magical. Neither cared how the other got hurt, as long as they hurt them.

"Don't think for a second that I won't kill you," growled Lucius as he pinned Draco against the wall. Draco jabbed him in the stomach with his wand, but at the moment, he was too angry to figure a spell quickly.

"The thought won't even cross my mind," hissed Draco. Lucius punched him in the jaw as Draco kicked him in the stomach. "I didn't think you'd use your feet and hands more than you would a wand."

"Keh! You want magic? Then magic you get!" snarled Lucius. A rainbow of colored sparks shot from his wand, one at a time, one after another. Draco could only get a few offensive spells out at him, but he was mostly on the defensive side. "I see you're getting slow." Lucius taunted, but Draco ignored him. "The pathetic mudblood must have rubbed off on you."

Angry by the fact Lucius had brought Hermione into the fight, he charged without thinking. How dare he bring her in this! He didn't know how much his angel helped him throughout this year. Lucius didn't know that she was right there when he was on the brink of life and death. His gift from God. His Guardian Angel. His angel. His first and only love. His one and only.

So, why did he just break it off? He slowed down his movements just a tad. It was enough for Lucius to punch in the stomach, sending Draco into the wall. His head hit the concrete wall and he slid down until he hit the floor. Blood dripping down his chin and onto the ground. Everything was spinning. He stared up at his father.

Lucius knelt down in front of Draco. Draco only stared back. His head spun too much to narrow his eyes into a glare. "The resemblance is uncanny," muttered Lucius. "You look just like I did when I was your age." His eyes were narrowed into a glare. His cold gray-as-stone eyes only showed hate. "What is it with boys getting their mother's eyes?" His glare met Draco's silver colored eyes, which were full of pain, misery, and sadness. "Potter has his mother's green eyes and you have Narcissa's silver eyes…but that is all you have taken from that dirty bitch."

Draco's eyes flashed with rage as he kicked Lucius in the stomach. Outraged, Lucius punched him in the jaw, giving Draco a bloody lip and another bruise to add to his growing collection. "I may look like you, for the most part, but I will never act like you and do not bring my mother of Hermione in this!" Draco managed to say.

"Trying to give me orders now, are you?" quietly said Lucius in a hiss. He smirked. He wasn't going to kill him, not yet at least. He was going to bring him so much pain, he'll want to die.


Hermione, Ron, and Harry ran out of the castle, ignoring Mr. Filch and Mrs. Norris as Filch yelled at them to get back to their dorms. They knew he would inform Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape would somehow find out soon too, but by the time they got to Hogsmeade, the trio would already be gone.

They didn't stop running until they reached the passage way to Hogsmeade on the third floor. Harry tapped the statue, muttered the spell, and they stepped back as it opened. Hermione slid in first, followed by Ron, then Harry so he could tap it closed again.

Slowly and quietly they made their way out of Honeydukes, like ninjas. They kept their eyes on the ceiling, just in case they heard the storeowners get up out of bed. Once outside, Hermione held out her arms. Ron and Harry gripped them tightly, and with a crack, they left Hogsmeade.

With another crack, they were in the basement. At the sound of the crack, Lucius and Draco turned to stare, their eyes growing wide. They had good reason too. Lucius because he wasn't expecting the killer of his Lord. Draco because he wasn't expecting her to come back and no one was expecting Ron to come at all, but it was to be expected, should have been. They were the "Golden Trio" after all. They always were together, doing life-risking situations. No matter if they were fighting.

"Hermione…" muttered Draco, his eyes watering up a little. Draco was sitting down in one of the corners. A line of blood, mixing with a tear, trickled out of the corner of his eye. His hair was stained with patches of blood. A slash went across his face and stomach, bleeding.

Lucius glared at his son. His face lit up with anger at the tears. "Stop it! Stop crying!" His fist made contact with Draco's cheek. Hermione cried out loud and death-eaters filed the room. Harry and Ron busied themselves with them as Hermione ran to Draco.

"Stop it!" cried Hermione. She fell to her knees in front of Draco, facing Lucius. She felt Draco reached out for her hand. She grabbed his hand as her eyes overflowed with tears. "You're going to kill him!"

"Of course I'm going to kill him…but I'm going to kill you first and make him watch," said Lucius. His gray eyes glared at her tear-filled brown eyes.

"Hermione!" yelled Harry and Ron, but spells hit them, sending them flying. Hermione glanced at them, but stared back at Lucius fearfully.

"I'm surprised you came back," muttered Lucius. He paced slowly in front of them. "Didn't anyone ever tell you to listen to what you're told? If you were smart, you would have stayed at the castle. At least you'd live a little longer." Lucius cackled.

"And just stand back and let you kill him?" Hermione managed to say angrily. "I love him too much to abandon him like that!" She felt Draco squeeze her hand and she squeezed back. "I bet you don't even understand how we feel about each other."

Lucius pointed her want at her and muttered a spell. She had no time to react and the spell hit her before she could get her wand. She started to shiver and turned pale rapidly. Her body became cold, but she felt like she was burning up inside. Lucius stared at her, smirking. She felt Draco's breathing speed up in anger. His arm snaked around her waist and pulled her off him.

Draco got to his feet with a little difficulty. His growing anger was feeding him strength. He ran at his father. His shoulder went into Lucius' stomach, but he kept running until they hit a wall. Lucius slumped over Draco's shoulders slightly; the air knocked out of him.

That didn't last long though. Before Draco could back off, Lucius kneed him in the stomach. Draco fell to his stomach, his cheek against the cold concrete ground. He glanced back at Hermione. The color was coming back to her. the spell had lifted once Lucius hit the wall. He sighed and closed his eyes. 'I'm sorry I couldn't protect you anymore, but I can't even move…I love you…I love you Hermione! Thank you for always being there when I needed it the most! I love you! Please, don't cry for long over my death. And please find someone you can do a better job at loving and protecting you than I can!' Tears started to fall, making the concrete a little darker where they hit.

Lucius raise his wand, pointing it at Draco's back. An evil glint resided in his eyes. He glanced at Hermione. She was watching, but couldn't do anything because the spell he used drained her strength. Would have killed her if Draco hadn't interfered, but at least he could have one of them watch while he killed the other. Maybe it was better to kill Draco in front of Hermione, then kill her in front of her best friends. His smirk grew wide, almost like a smile, as he looked back at Draco. "Avada--"

"I don't think so," Harry was on the floor near them. his eyes grew wide as he heard the first letter of the spell. He brought his legs around and kicked Lucius in the back of his knees. The surprise and force of it sent Lucius to his knees. "Grab Hermione and meet us at the Headquarters!" Harry yelled to Ron. Ron nodded and ran to get Hermione. As soon as Ron grabbed her wrist, they were gone. Harry kicked Lucius in the face before grabbing Draco's wrist and leaving with a crack of his own.

Lucius roared with outrage. They had slipped right through his fingers. He had them tightly in his fist and they managed to slip out, like rats. He fell to his stomach. He hadn't expected the fight with Draco to give him so much pain and a lot of strength taken from him. He felt bruises form all over his body. Every where ached and he wasn't through yet. As soon as he was in prefect condition, he was going to strike and next time they won't be so lucky.


A/N: Whew! I added a bunch to get it to reach page five on word. And it worked! I like how it turned out though. I didn't have the last paragraph, or Draco's thoughts before he thought he was going to die, and I added a lot more detail into the paragraphs.

A lot of you were worried that I would kill off Draco. I could NEVER do that! It would probably make me cry or something. I have to admit, as I wrote this chapter and past chapters, I got really teary eyed. It was so sad. None of my family members noticed though because every time I got to a sad part I was alone. Not purposely, but it just happened that way.

I almost put a Rent song on here somewhere. I wanted to too. But I couldn't find a good spot for it, so I threw that idea away and I'm glad I did. It would have ruined the chapter a lot.

Well, nothing more to talk about.
So, this is Kiwi-san
Over and Out!