Just Little Games

LostLoveIsDead

A/N: Thank you to all my reviewers. I hope you enjoy the last chapter :) Depending on my situation with how much time I have the possibility for a sequel is very very high. I hope you all enjoyed this and here you go.

Disclaimer: I own Harry Potter... yeah... I bet you all thought so. My name isn't J.K. Rowling.

The months seemed to drag by. Every day, handling classes, handling life. Hermione and Draco met every night, just to be- to live with one thing keeping them happy: each other. Hermione had talked to Ron after that one night, as far as Harry and He knew she was no longer talking to Draco. As hard as it was for her to lie to her friends it was even harder to tell the truth. To protect everyone, she just kept this information to herself. Ronald had broken up with Lavender, waiting to find someone somewhat, well- normal to be with. Life was okay...Then, around late June, this one fateful night changed everything.

"Just do it!" Belatrix whispered maniacally to Draco as he stood in place, like his feet were cemented to the floor and his hand and lower lip quivering. He could feel hot tears burn at his eyes. He couldn't do it...He had to do it... What if he didn't? He would just be as weak as his father...What if he wanted to be? Thoughts raced through his mind the sun was down and the moon had a deathly tone tonight, just like it should. The death eaters were murmuring behind him He can't do it. They would say to each other as he tried to block them out. Every passing second felt like it had been years. Dumbledore began talking, as if he was trying to convince Draco not to kill him, who was he kidding. Draco knew all about his little plan. He just couldn't bring himself to do it. There was no way Draco Malfoy would be able to kill Albus Dumbledore this evening. Just then he felt a cold hand on his shoulder, he could tell it was not Belatrix. He turned around quickly to be confronted with Severus Snape. As if it took no effort Snape pointed his wand and stared Dumbledore straight in the eye.

"No Severus- don't." Dumbledore said to him, a familiar spark in his eye. He was lying, like he had been for so long.

"Avada Kedvara" Snape hissed as the Headmaster fell to the ground. Before Draco could even realize he was parading down the school, down the great hall with a group of Death Eaters who were celebrating the death of a certain Albus Dumbledore. He felt the tears threatening to roll down his cheeks again. Belatrix was running down the table, smashing dish ware as Draco somehow managed to slip out of the death eaters view as they transported themselves back to Voldemort.

The whole school was surrounded around the limp body of their headmaster. Everyone was extremely distraught, tears falling down many of their faces. Harry rushed over to the body kneeling, as if he could have done something. Although he did witness the situation. Ginny walked over to him, placed a hand on his shoulder and let him grieve for a moment. Soon they backed up, Harry braking down and letting a few tears run down his face. Hermione who had already been crying earlier looked across the room, she immediately found Draco Malfoy who looked like he was about to be sick. His face looked extremely dead, like he was laying in his death bed about to 'check out'. He looked up and made eye contact with her, he quickly wiped a tear from his eyes hoping no one could tell. Hermione looked back down, at the dead headmaster as everyone in the room, one after the other, began to raise their wands. The tips began to glow and the sky opened up slightly as if he was passing on, to heaven.

"Would he have done it?" Hermione asked Harry as she walked over next to him, leaning off the edge of the astronomy tower.

"No...I saw the look in his eyes. If Snape hadn't showed up Dumbledore would probably still be here." Harry signed hitting his fist on the metal bar.

"Its not your fault Harry." Hermione put a comforting hand on his back.

"I could have stopped him." Harry said not braking his concentration with the sky.

"No, Harry. You can't blame yourself forever." Ron said walking over to them, standing on the other side of Hermione.

"I'm not coming back next year... I need to finish this... I promise I will write you guys whenever its safe and I get the chance. I'll let you know where I am." Harry said cracking his knuckles against the bar.

"Harry do you honestly think we are going to let you do this alone?" Ron asked Harry, his classic smile on his face.

"Harry we are coming with you. We don't care where or how hard it is. We are staying with you." Hermione said pulling Harry over for a hug. There was going to be a long journey a head, and only time could tell what they were going to go through.

"Are you okay?" Hermione asked, sitting down next to him.

"No." Draco said leaning onto her like he had so many times this year.

"It's not your fault." Hermione told him, looking into his cool grey eyes.

"I could have stopped it... I could have..." Draco said shaking his head.

"Didn't you say it was all a part of Dumbledore's plan?" She asked him, rubbing her hand up and down his back to try and calm him down.

"It was...But maybe he was out of his mind, maybe I could have stopped it." He said putting his face in his hands, before Hermione could respond Draco spoke up again.

"I can't come back next year... I will write, but I can't be at this school anymore. I need to help fix this. All of it.. It needs to change." Draco sighed looking out the window.

"I am leaving with Harry as well. We will keep in touch I promise... Maybe when this whole thing is over we can be together again." Hermione said looking down at her feet, after all- it was the beginning of the end.

"Of course. Hermione- As soon as this is over I want to be with you. I don't care what it is, I don't care if I have to be with Weaslebee every damn day of my life. As long as I'm with you I don't care. The minute this war ends, Hermione..." He trailed off standing up in front of her and pulling him up as well.

"I am joining Harry once and for all. I don't care anymore. I know what is right and I am sick of my family telling me what decisions to make and what to do with my life. I know what I feel and I know who I stand for. I don't know how I am going to do it but... I suppose I can try." Draco said looking Hermione straight in the eyes.

"Draco, I am taking you to Harry and your going to talk to him. You know what you need to do." Hermione crossed her arms slightly before Draco broke down and through his arms around her. They kissed each other so passionately because who even knew if they would both make it to see the end of this war. Time was running out and in the end, their could only be one winner. There wasn't enough room in the world for both sides. One would prevail in the end. Hopefully, Harry would understand and we could try to make this ride as smooth as possible...Like that would ever happen. There was no longer a question of giving it time to figuring it out. They were to act now and no other time. It was indeed the beginning of the end, and now a whole new chapter had opened, the last chapter.

"Stay with me." Draco whispered as he kissed her again and pulled away.

"I do believe your going to be the one staying with me." Hermione grinned wildly brighting the mood for who knew how many laughs they would have to hold in the next year. He grinned and kissed her on the nose as they both went to find Harry. As of now, their little games had come to and end.

~Fin~

A/N: Thank you all for keeping with me through out the story :) I am seriously going to consider writing a sequel. If I do though, It will have to wait a few months or possibly until the start of next summer. I promise though, If you put me on Author alert you will get some one shots and hopefully soon enough, a sequel :) 3 Lots of love. -Lindsay.