Think quickly, Rachel! They're taking away the one you love to go to Azkaban. But he didn't do anything! A ha! I've got an idea.
"Wait! You can't take him!" I say.
"And why not?"
"Because even though Draco may be a death eater, he more than made up for it. Not only did he save my life, but he saved Harry's as well." Draco gives me a shocked look, not knowing how I could know this information. I give him back a look that says I'll explain later.
"Not only that, but Draco couldn't hurt anyone. He couldn't kill Dumbledore, plus he didn't even have a wand during the final battle, so he couldn't fight."
"Is this all true Mr. Malfoy?"
"Yes." Draco squeaks out.
"Are you willing to drink Veritaserum or show us your memories to make sure it's all true?"
I'm about to argue with the aurors once more when I hear someone answer behind me first.
"There will be no need for that. What she says is true. I have witnessed and have been a part of it," Harry says. He gives me a wink before continuing. "Now I would like it if you could set this man free."
"But Mr. Potter…"
"Now, now. You wouldn't want to upset the man who just killed the darkest wizard of our time, do you?"
"Of course not Mr. Potter! He is set free. You will, of course, have to sign some paper work at the Ministry about this."
"Of course!"
The aurors drop Draco where he is and leave. I quickly rush to Harry and give him a hug.
"Harry! Thank you so much!"
"What can I say? Everything you said was true. Plus, let's call it pay back for the whole bathroom incident last year, shall we?"
"Oh, Harry! You don't know how much this means!"
"No problem. Truce?" He says as he holds out his hand for Draco to shake.
"Truce," Draco says as he finally gets to shake the hand of friendship he wanted from the beginning.
"I should get going. I've got to go find Ron, Hermione and Ginny."
"Of course. Oh, and congrats on finally getting rid of Moldie Voldie." I give Harry a kiss on the cheek as he gives me a nod and leaves. As soon as he's gone, Draco and I are back in each other's arms.
"I was so worried," I say.
"So was I. Thank you for sticking up for me."
"I would do anything for you. I love you."
"I love you too."
We passionately kiss again only to be broken apart once more, but this time in a good way.
"Why don't you two get a room?" Taylor shouts at us.
"Ah Taylor. What a pleasure to hear your dulcet tones again," Draco replies.
"Oh shut up Draco and give me a hug." Draco embraces one of his best friends as Allie comes over and gives me a hug too.
"We did it," she whispers in my ear.
The next night we have a huge feast in the Great Hall, after spending the day fixing it up. Everyone is merry. Taylor is the only one sitting with the Malfoy family at the Slytherin table. Draco and I have been giving each other glances the whole night.
"Why don't you just go over there," Allie says in exasperation.
"Fine, I will."
I get up and make my way over to the Slytherin table. Draco's eyes light up as he sees me coming. Professor McGonagall taps me on the shoulder just before I can reach the table.
"Rachel. Can I see you, Taylor, and Allie outside the hall for a few minutes?"
"Sure Professor, let me go and get them." I finish my trip to the Slytherin table and stop Draco before he can speak.
"Taylor, Professor McGonagall would like to speak with us." Draco becomes forlorn since I can't sit with him.
"Okay," she says as she gets up. I signal over to Allie to meet us outside the Great Hall. All three of us meet up and go outside to the hallway to see Professor McGonagall waiting for us.
"You three must be wondering why I called you here. Well the fact of the matter is that Dumbledore left me something for the three of you before he died, but requested that I not give it to you until after the final battle."
She passes to me a book and goes back inside the Hall. The door is slightly cracked as she enters and I can see Draco moping at the table.
"A book? What are we supposed to do with a book?" I question.
"I don't know. What book is it?" Allie asks.
We all touch the book trying to examine it.
"I think its Harry Potter 7," Taylor exclaims.
"What would he be doing with a HP 7 book and why would we need it?" I ask.
Before anyone can answer me, I feel a slight pull in my navel. Crap! A portkey!
"DRACO!" I scream as I begin to get pulled away.
Draco turns his head in surprise just in time to see us disappear.