My Dear Volaticus
by kittenvks
Disclaimer: I own nothing
warnings: HPDM, slash, yaoi, homosexuality. Don't like it? Don't read it. Flamers to the left.
Chapter Seventeen: The End
this is really terrible, really. I'll probably rewrite this and the last, but for now it's what I've got. Reviews are welcome, and begged for, but do take it easy. I know this sucks.
Narcissa was given a burial fit for a queen. As were the others that fell, a few first years, Madame Pomphrey, Percy Weasley and Professor McGonagall. Due to the wards not properly being taken down, most had survived- even though they were greviously wounded. Voldemort's body had been burned thoroughly, the ashes scattered, just in case. It had taken six months to recover, six months to replace all the wards, and repair the great amounts of damage done to the school. The public now realized that Voldemort had returned and would again- due to Dumbledore's revelation that there were Horcruxes. He'd stood a good bit away from Draco when he'd told them that Harry's survival had been because he was a horcrux. Lucius and Sona were to be married, and Molly Weasley had lost a lot of the function in her arm. Charlie Weasley, who'd been visiting, had lost his completely and Ron was still having problems hearing out of one ear.
Harry sat out by the lake, watching the Giant Squid rise and fall. He could feel Draco approaching, their bond even stronger now that Harry didn't have a piece of Voldemort in him.
"Mon amour," Draco greeted him, pulling Harry into his lap. Harry looked up, smiling. He mourned so terribly for all the losses since he'd first got his Hogwarts owl, but being with Draco- knowing that he truly would never be alone, made it a bit better. Death Eaters still ran rampant, but even more hid- trying to ressurect the Dark Lord. Dumbledore was slowly dying, due to a vicious curse Voldemort had struck him with and Snape was working feverishly to find a cure. Draco left a trail of kisses down Harry's neck and he smiled against the skin there, hugging Harry tighter. Ron was yelling at them to get a room, walking happily down to the lake. Blaise followed, hand in hand with Ginny and Hermione was there too, smiling her best smile.
"Je t'aime, Draco." Harry said, his accent getting quite a bit better.
"Je t'aime amesouer," Draco replied, turning and grinning at their friends with a mischievious glint in his eye, "I'm glad I didn't bet you on Blaise and Ginny."
"Took them long enough, what's all the stuff for?" Harry asked, noticing that they each had a heavy rucksack over their shoulders.
"We're going with you!" Hermione said, sitting down beside them and looking out at the lake as the others joined them.
"Voldemort's coming back you know." Ginny said thoughtfully.
"He'll always come back," Blaise said, sighing, "until the horcruxes are all gone."
"He will be weaker though, again," Ron added.
"That just leaves the horcruxes, doesn't it?" Hermione said mischieviously.
"I thought we weren't going to go?" Harry asked, smiling and looking around at them.
"Yes, well, it wouldn't be the first rules we've broken, would it?" Hermione replied.
"She's got a point." Draco said, tightening his hold on Harry, "none of us are well known rule followers."
"We'll miss school." Harry pointed out, though no one looked like they gave a damn, it was worth pointing out.
"The Minister warned us not to go, too." Blaise added, a mocking tone in his voice. Harry scoffed. Minister Fudge had forbade them to go out looking for the horcruxes, saying it was clearly a trap to bring Voldemort back using them. If they even tried, they'd all be sentenced to years in Azkaban, even Harry and especially Draco and Blaise. Harry smiled softly at that memory, Ginny had clocked the man, breaking his nose.
"Like I give a damn about that bloody idiot."
"He'll make us outlaws, you all realize that right?" Ron said, looking around.
"You guys don't have to do this." Harry said softly, "I mean, I know I was going to go. I expected Draco to follow, but you guys don't have to interrupt your lives. Not for this."
"Oh, but we do Harry." Ron laughed, punching him softly in the arm, "this is our life."
"Who cares if we're outlaws? The Minister is an idiot. If he wants to continuously ignore this, and everything Dumbledore says then he can just... bugger off." Hermione said firmly, nodding her head.
"We live for danger at this point." Draco laughed.
"Molly, the Weasley's, Sirius, Remus, Lucius... they'll all try to stop us." Harry said thoughtfully.
"That's why we're leaving. Now." Blaise said, pointing at the sacks on all of their arms. "We've got everything we need right here."
"So that's it?" Harry asked, leaning his head back to look into Draco's eyes, "we're going to become a band of outlaws? Taking down horcruxes?"
"And Death Eaters." Draco said, kissing his forehead.
"It's the only way to stop him from regaining power and coming back, if he hasn't already." Ron said, sighing.
"It'll be rough," Ginny said, leaning her head on Blaise's shoulder.
"We could die," Hermione said, taking Ron's hand.
"We could prove them all wrong," Harry said, smiling.
"Well, let's go then? Isn't that what you told me?" Draco said, smiling. Harry nodded, drawing himself up to stand, Draco coming with him.
"Yeah, let's go!"
The End, for now.