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A/N: Hm… alright here is the first chapter. It might be a bit rough… but you know me. It'll get better as I progress. Since I have three other WIPs, updates for this story might come slowly. I thank everybody that is giving this story a chance! :D
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Chapter 1: A Terrible Price (Three years prior)
Harry pulled Draco aside as his friends, Hermione and Ron, went ahead. Turning back, Ron gave Harry a small smile before running after his girlfriend. Green eyes followed their retreating backs; they were running, running to the front gates. On the other side of those gates, was the battle.
The last battle that would determine the fate of the world.
"Draco, this is it. I don't know how this is going to end." Harry whispered as he held his lover close, "He may win and I may lose, or I'll win and rid the world of this evil. Either way, I want you to know I love you."
Draco breathed in deep and pressed Harry's head to his shoulder. "Stop this… You're not going to die. You'll win and then… and then we'll be together." Draco pulled away and looked into Harry's eyes. "I'll be right there, fighting with you. Sod my father; I'll kill him if I have to. We'll defeat Vo-Voldemort together."
Harry gave the blond a watery smile, "I know, love. When you chose to be on the Light's side, I already know. I knew you will be with me." He reached up and cupped Draco's wet cheek; the blond was crying softly. "But still… there's still a chance where… where I won't see the sun rise."
Draco shook his head and covered Harry's hand with his own, linking their fingers together.
"Hush, no more." Draco murmured and kissed Harry's fingers. "Come on, we have to go. The sooner we get out there, the sooner he'll be dead. I know you can do this."
With their hands still linked together, both Draco and Harry pushed opened the front gates and stepped out to the battlefield.
Screams of pain, screams of triumph were heard. All around them, bodies were falling; blood pooled underneath the broken corpses, staining the ground. Harry caught glimpses of students and professors dodging and firing spells at Death Eaters. He scowled at the scene before him; not this many people were supposed to die.
Hexes and curses flew by them; one almost grazed the top of Harry's head. Draco pulled out his wand and Harry did the same thing.
"Stay with me, Draco." Harry said, holding their hands tighter together. "Don't leave my sight. I can't lose you."
The blond gave Harry's hand a reassuring squeeze, "I won't; I promised I'll be by your side no matter what happens."
Nodding, Harry pulled Draco with him; he deflected spells from left and right. Draco, on the other hand, was firing spells, protecting himself and Harry at the same time. Once they were at the middle of the field, Harry almost charged at the figure standing there, who was just observing everything and not attacking.
"You bastard! Tonight's the night where I'll get rid of you and save mankind!" Harry roared.
Voldemort let out a terrible sounding laugh, something that sounded like a hiss. His scarlet eyes narrowed, his lips widened in a gruesome smile.
"Harry Potter. You're here. I wasss waiting for you." Voldemort took a step closer to the couple, "Do you know it iss rude to make a person wait?"
"You're not human, you're a monster!" Harry spat; subconsciously, he pulled Draco closer.
Voldemort cackled and moved his head to peer around Harry's head. "What do we have here? Malfoy? He'sss a traitor! I knew he was a coward… going to the Light."
Harry growled and pointed his wand at Voldemort's ugly face; Draco turned and pressed his back against Harry's, wand at the ready. He will do the defending while Harry fought. The blond gritted his teeth as three Death Eaters gathered around them, laughing maniacally. Draco twisted his head and moved his lips close to Harry's ear.
"Love, let go. I have to fight; I'll only hinder you if you hold on to me."
Harry sucked in a breath and shook his head fervently. "No way in hell I'm letting you go, Draco!" Harry yelled; his eyes widened when a shot of blue came towards them. "Protego!" A shield erected and blocked the hex; Harry yanked Draco close to him, "Please Draco, stay with me."
Draco bit his lip and forcefully pried Harry's hand off his arm. "Harry… Remember our promise. I won't break it."
"Draco--"
Voldemort laughed, cutting off Harry. "Look at this; Lovers' Last Night is what I call this." He raised one pale arm and made a slashing motion towards the lovers. "You will die tonight, Potter! Avada Kedavra!"
Harry howled and shoved Draco to the ground. "Expelliarmus!"
Red light burst forth from Harry's wand and collided with the green from Voldemort's. An explosion so loud sounded when both spells met. The result was Harry being knocked to his back while Voldemort merely took two steps back from the shock. Potter scurried to his feet and fired spell after spell at the Dark Lord. With his mind set on hitting Voldemort, Harry lost sight of his lover.
After having been pushed to the ground, Draco took this opportunity to take care of the three Death Eaters surrounding him. Harry didn't need Death Eaters firing curses at him.
Draco Malfoy stood up, and fought.
"Iss that all you can do, Potter?!"
Harry howled in pain when a slashing hex sliced his upper arm. Blood spurted from the deep wound but Harry ignored it. It was only a cut; the only thing he cared about was Voldemort dead. He flicked his wrist and deflected a curse; with rapid succession, Harry immediately cast a hex.
A white light hit Voldemort dead on the chest, causing the snake-like man to fall backward. Harry took this chance to end it once and for all.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!!"
So much anger was put in those two words that a wide, green arch erupted from Harry's wand. It shot forward and fell, covering Voldemort in a green blanket.
There was a horrifying screech and then… a hush. Harry winced and dropped to his knees, his hands supporting him. He slowly tilted his head up and found Voldemort staring up at the night sky; his scarlet eyes seeing no more. Standing shakily to his feet, Harry staggered up to the body.
"This is for my parents!" Harry spat and with a slicing hex, he severed Voldemort's head.
Panting from the drainage of magical energy, Harry half walked, half limped around the battle grounds. Bodies were scattered around; some were missing body parts while others looked as if the person was only sleeping. Those were killed by the killing curse.
The brunet noticed that there were many that were from the Light side, but the Dark suffered as well. Shaking his head, Harry continued walking, looking for the one person so dear to his heart.
"Please… Please be alright…"
Green eyes scanned the fields, but none of the bodies had blond hair. It wasn't as if Harry could clearly tell; most of the dead were so covered with blood he couldn't tell who they were in the first place.
"Draco…" Harry fell to his knees from exhaustion and pain. "Oh God… Please don't be dead."
At this moment, a redhead and a bushy haired girl walked over to the kneeling Savior. Both had their own number of cuts and bruises, but other than that, they were alright.
"Harry?" Hermione rushed over to her friend and dropped to her knees; Ron was not far behind. She flung her arms around him and held the brunet tight. "You're alright!"
Harry shook his head and let out a pained cry. He pushed himself away from Hermione; they both fell on the ground. Hermione looked up at her boyfriend, confused and saddened. Harry continued crying and buried his bloodied face in his hands.
"He's gone, Hermione… Draco's gone…" Harry whispered; he coughed and heaved. Bloodshot eyes stared right back at Hermione and Ron. "I-I didn't protect him… I-I can't find his body!" Harry took on a crazed look and continued wagging his head.
"Harry…" Hermione crawled towards the younger teen but Harry backed away.
"… I failed him. Draco's dead…"
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A/N: And there ya go! The first chapter! :D So how is it? Good or bad? xD Welpx I have a good felling about this story :)
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