Violet fire and eternal love
Author - Lisi the slayer
Genre - angst/romance
Chapter Two
(Flashback)
Harry wiped his forehead with the back of his arm smearing it with dirt and blood. This was the final battle. It was far worse than anyone could possibly imagine, the total bloodshed was horrendous.
He heard a faint yelp, upon instantly knowing that yelp he shot around in it's driection. A Deatheater fell to the ground at his lover's feet. Draco swayed slightly and with a grace restricted only for the Malfoy's, stepped over the body. His right arm clutched at his left side, his face radiating anguish. Harry ran towards his lover and pulled away Draco's arm. Harry gasped as he saw the deep gash in Draco's left side, he then stepped back slightly to take in the rest of Draco's appearance. His skin was like moon dust it was so pale. Draco of course had always been pale but this, the change was too noticeable for Harry's liking.
"I'll be fine Harry,watch out for Vold- HARRY ! "
Time stood still for Harry, as Draco used his entire strength to force him to the ground and away from the purple curse hurling in their direction.
The curse flew through the air at incredible speed, it looked like a violet fire and Harry could only watch in horror, as he fell to the ground and saw out of the corner of his eye, the purple curse hit Draco squarely in the chest. Draco let out a scream of pure agony and dropped like a stone on top of Harry's back.
Harry lay there stunned. The events replayed in his head, Draco's scream was still ringing in his ears. With a huge effort he managed to push Draco off his back so he could stand. Harry tried not to look at Draco, as he felt one look would surely break him. Instead Harry diverted his attention to the caster of the curse. Voldermort.
Voldermort mock saluted him and the two walked forward and the legendary face-off began.
"Your never beat me Harry, you don't know what it is to kill a man, to feel their life be sucked away from them by your own hand. Your too weak" Voldermort hissed.
Harry felt himself tremble but not with fear, no this was anger. The event was still playing in his mind, he felt himself grow more and more angry, then his ears ringed with Draco's scream and he snapped.
Harry hadn't utterd a word, he swished his wand menacingly at Voldermort and a pink fire erupted from his wand, engulfing Voldermort whole. Harry could hear Voldermort's screams, he could see him frantically cast the water charm but nothing seemed to put this fire out. Soon all the remained of the Darklord was ash. Ash and nothing else.
(End of Flashback)
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