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He awoke to Tauriel's beaming face. Her beautiful green eyes met his and her lips twitched up into a smile. But beneath the smile, Draco could sense that there was something wrong. He opened his mouth to ask, when a shock of pain rushed through his body.

Suddenly, he could feel every cell of his body screaming out in misery. Draco let out a grunt and squeezed his eyes shut, as if he could shut all the agony out. Cool soothing hands reached out and stroked his cheek, coaxing his eyes back open. Tears were glistening in Tauriel's eyes and threatening to spill over. A single tear rolled down her cheek, and ignoring the protests of his wounds, he wiped her tear away.

"I…I thought you…said that elves…don't cry?" Draco managed to get out.

Tauriel rolled her eyes and let out a mix between a sob and a laugh. "You foolish, foolish mortal man. Why would you throw away your life so easily?"

Before he could answer, a high-pitched squeal erupted from the side of the tent. It was Hermione. And she was clinging onto Kili like there was no tomorrow. Well, Draco winced, tomorrow wasn't exactly guaranteed for them based on their life style anyways.

But Draco couldn't help the small smile that crept onto his face watching the two of them. Their love for each other was so…true. Slender fingers gripped his hand beneath the sheets. Draco glanced at Tauriel and squeezed her hand, he didn't plan on letting go.

"Oh, Draco, I was so worried!" Hermione breathed when she finally let go of Kili.

"It is good to see you awake, Brother," Kili acknowledged.

Brother. Being a single child raised in the Pureblood society, he had never had much experience with family. Familial love was not stressed. Money. Power. Blood. They always came first. Besides, he got all the love he needed from his mother, and for him, that was enough. But here, in this tent in the midst of a battle, he finally understood the bonds of brotherhood. Draco was deeply touched, no matter how loathe he was to admit it, by Kili's simple sentence.

"We should go." Hermione cast a troubled glance at him when he moaned again in pain. His entire face was covered by a sheen of sweat as he clenched his teeth, trying not to truly reveal how much it hurt.

"Where?" he grunted.

"The Gray Havens." Was her only reply.

"I will accompany you to the Gray Havens as well," Kili placed an arm around Hermione's waist. When she opened her mouth to protest, he said, "To give my best regards to Master Malfoy, of course."

"Fine." She rolled her eyes, unable to prevent the smile that crept onto her face.

Hermione held out her hand towards Draco and he grasped it, questions burning in his eyes as to where they were going.

"You bloody well…be careful…Granger. Injured here." He grimaced.

"Don't worry." She smiled and held out her other hand towards Tauriel and Kili. When they had both firmly grasped her hands, she twisted on the spot and they disappeared with a crack.

They reappeared seconds later after suffocating darkness and Draco immediately collapsed, gasping desperately for air. Unable to hold it in this time, Draco screamed in pain.

Immediately, Hermione swooped down on him and inspected his wound. His robes were darkening as the blood seeped through the fabric. Tauriel let out a little cry of anguish and took his face in her hands, begging for him to stay awake. Draco forced his fluttering eyelids open.

But both Tauriel and Hermione had shrunk back, and a new woman replaced them in his line of vision. She was beautiful, almost too beautiful. Her long golden hair fell down to her waist. Her ivory skin glowed with light. She had deep, penetrating blue eyes that seemed to x-ray his every thought. Her pointed ears poked out from under her hair.

"Draco Malfoy. My name is Lady Galadriel. You have acquired injuries that are even beyond my power to heal, and were you a normal man, I am afraid you would not have been given this chance to live. But because you have truly embraced the idea of diversity that was stamped out of you as a child, learned of love and friendship, and the bonds of fellowship, the elves now grant you the highest honor. For aiding Thorin Oakenshield and his quest to reclaim Erebor and to set right the wrongs of the dragon Smaug, you are offered the chance to sail to a new land. In this land, you will live forever in peace."

Draco felt his eyelids begin to droop as he tried so hard to process what Lady Galadriel was saying. Undying Lands? Forever? Peace? Another man, whom Draco hazily recognized as Lord Elrond, stepped forward.

"It is time."

Kili stood in front of him and gently clasped his shoulder. "It was an honor to have known you. The Company is forever grateful."

Draco nodded his head in understanding.

Hermione hugged him tightly, but recoiled quickly when he let out a hiss of pain. "Oh Draco," she sniffed. "If someone had told me a few months ago that I would be here, crying over you, I would definitely have told them to go see a healer in St. Mungo's Mental Ward, but-"

"Yeah…you and me…both, Granger." He grunted.

She let out a watery chuckle, "But you are the bravest, most chivalrous Slytherin I have had the honor to know."

Draco blanched jokingly, "Old Abraxas Malfoy must be…rolling in his grave…hearing you call a…Malfoy that."

Hermione smiled a little as another tear splashed down her cheek. She suddenly leaned forward and placed a kiss on his blonde hair.

Draco let out a pained chuckle, "I knew you…couldn't resist me."

Hermione huffed. "Goodbye, Ferret."

"See you in forever, Granger." He smiled back.

Draco caught Tauriel's eye over Hermione's shoulder. She stepped forward and held his hand. Draco felt as if a fresh wound had been opened in his heart. He unconsciously felt a tear prick his eyes, and coughed to hide it.

Draco opened his mouth to say something, anything, but his throat had clogged up. "Please come with me." He managed to choke out.

"I cannot. My duty is to be the Captain of the Guard."

Draco's heart plummeted as he heard her words. But she couldn't just leave him to go to these…Undying Lands…and spend forever without her. He would rather die.

"No, if you won't come, then I won't go." He refused stubbornly.

"You must," Tauriel said imploringly.

"Not without you." Draco resisted.

Without warning, Tauriel had leaned forward and pressed her lips solidly on his. Unable to resist her, he began to kiss her back, pouring all his love for her into their kisses.

"You must go now." Tauriel pulled back and stared sadly into his eyes.

Lady Galadriel held out her hand to him, and Draco took it hesitantly. With every step he took closer to the waiting ship, the more revived he felt. When he got to the wooden plank at the edge of the docks, he turned around one last time.

Kili had his arm wrapped around Hermione's waist again, and she rested her head on his shoulders, letting the tears soak into his shirt. Tauriel stood there as well, her shoulders heaving with silent sobs, when Hermione reached out and held her hand comfortingly.

Draco turned back towards the ship and after taking a few deep breaths, stepped onto the boat. Ready for one last adventure.

A/N: Awww...this was sad to write. I hoped you guys enjoyed reading it! Please leave a review and let me know what you think!