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A/N – Finally, you have reached the final chapter of this story. It took me over a year to finish this story. I want to thank every faithful reader of this story even though the grammar is really bad, thank you for being patient with me xox…


Chapter 32

He didn't know how long he'd locked himself in the room. It may have been a while, considering how the tension is getting tense out there. He had heard the Dark Lord would attack Hogwarts soon. Magic wars will happen. He believes many will die later, he may also be dead. Or even Luna.

The thought of Luna makes his chest feel ache. He has been holding this pain for a long time. Since Luna left he is no longer the same. He still attends the meeting if the Dark Lord comes along and acts as if he's okay. The Dark Lord was furious when he discovered Potter was in Malfoy Manor then manage to escape, and it got worse when he found out Potter had brought Luna with him. He gets punishment for it and his family is blamed.

He breathed heavily as he reached for a green sweeter resting on the arm on the armchair. The night when Luna was kidnapped by Potter, he found this sweeter has been done by Luna. He suspected this was a Christmas present for him, considering the paper wrap and green ribbon were beside the sweeter that had been finished in the knit. He was relieved not to find a large D in front of the sweeter though.

He brings a sweeter close to his nose and takes a deep breath. His sweeter smelled like Luna, smelled like a flower garden. He routinely sprayed Luna's perfume and inhaling it greedily. At least by inhaling her perfume he knew that out there he had a wife who might worry for him too and cared for him as well. Besides, he doesn't want to forget how she smells like.

No matter what happens later on the battlefield, his heart belonged to Luna, as well as his life. He doesn't care about war anymore. He no longer cares about blood status, although he is still confident that the pure-blood is superior. All he wants is serenity and peace. He doesn't want to live and surrounding by the darkness; he needs more color in his life. And Luna can give more color to his life.

His mind was disturbed when he heard a knock on the door. He approached the door and found his father.

"It's time," Lucius muttered concisely.

Draco just nods in reply, then his father leaves him. When he was alone again, he mused for a moment. What's the point of this war? Even when the war is over and one side wins, sorrow will fill the Wizarding World. There will be many children who will lose their parents, their brothers, their sisters. And many will lose friends or worse, they are still alive, but their soul has died.

He closed his eyes tightly. That's it! He already makes up his mind.


The sound of crying and screams filled Hogwarts. Hexes and jinxes come from all directions. Fresh blood almost filled the stone floor in the corridor. The bricks collapsed, statues destroyed. The Great Hall has been filled with corpses. Some of the corpses are intact, some aren't anymore. Some lost hand or leg, some burned. While the hospital wings are filled with injured students.

Draco's footsteps are quick and his eyes are watching each student carefully. He's looking for Luna. He knows Luna must be at Hogwarts. He knows she's definitely fighting too. The problem is he doesn't know where she is. He searched every corner with wand in hand. He hasn't attacked anyone yet. He doesn't intend to hurt anyone. He doesn't even care about the Dark Lord's task to look for Ravenclaw diadem. Why bother looking for it when in the end Potter will get it. He didn't want to waste his energy to fight just because of diadem. Better Potter had the bloody diadem, he thought with panic as he ran up the stairs to the seventh floor.

As he quickened his pace, he bumped into someone and fell to the ground. He growled and stood pointing his wand.

"Where is Luna?" He asked roughly as he reached for the collar of the boy he had just bumped into. "Luna Lovegood. Where is she?" He repeats more harshly, his wand presses on a poor boy's throat.

"Please, please, don't hurt me," the boy begged, he almost cried, his body tensed.

"I will not hurt you. Just tell me, did you see Luna Lovegood? A girl with very long blond hair," Draco said forcefully. He turned several times to make sure no one would curse him.

"The last time I saw her with Harry Potter in Ravenclaw tower, then she went with Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas," the boy says. "I've given you the information you need. Now, let me go."

"Useless," Draco spat as he pushed the boy away from him before he ran towards the Ravenclaw tower.

"Oh, Luna. Please, be safe. I came for you, my love. Please, be safe." He prayed.


Luna ran along the corridor while dodging hexes and jinxes from various directions. She sees Colin Creevey in trouble facing one of the Death Eater, he has been cornered. And she saw he couldn't possibly fight back, apparently one of his legs was injured.

As she gets close enough, she pointed her wand on the Death Eater. "Stupify!" She attacked the Death Eater until he drooped on the ground. "Petrificus Totalus!"

When she was convinced the Death Eater couldn't move, she approached Colin, "Colin, are you all right?"

"I ... I think so," Colin replied stammered, his face paled. Her eyes dropped on his leg, his leg bleeding.

"I don't think so," Luna muttered. "I'll take you to hospital wing." With a quick and gentle movement, Luna helps Colin to his feet and led him to the hospital wing.

"You don't have to do this, Luna, really," Colin said softly. She barely heard him with the noise around them.

"I want to. You will not die," she responds while trying to dodge the enemies and curses from other students.

"I owe you," he said.

"It's nothing. Don't even think about it," she replied. "We're close," she told him.

When they arrived at hospital wing, Luna shouted for help. "Anyone, there is a student injured, he needs help immediately!"

Madam Pomfrey rushed to them. "Oh dear! I'll heal you."

"Thank you, Madam Pomfrey," Luna mumbled as Madam Pomfrey led Colin to a mat. The bed at hospital wing has been filled with injured students, so they use mattresses. "This is madness. I hope this war will stop soon. Many have died," Madam Pomfrey said sadly and worriedly.

"How many have been killed?" Luna asked hesitantly.

"Many. I have lost count. Even a Slytherin student has just been found dead in the Room of Requirement," Madam Pomfrey responded. "He's one of the nastiest student, but he didn't deserve to die that way," Madam Pomfrey shook her head. "It's tragic."

Luna swallowed a lump in her throat with difficulty. One of the nastiest student? A Slytherin? Is that Draco? She felt her body weaken instantly. She has been looking for him since the early minutes, but he is nowhere to be found. Oh, Draco. She hasn't even told him about her feelings to him. She hasn't thanked him yet. She has missed him all this time.

"Luna, dear, are you okay?" Madam Pomfrey asked worriedly.

"Yes ... yes, I'm fine," Luna replied. I have to find the body, she thought. "I will go now."

"Please, be careful," said Madam Pomfrey.

Luna just nodded before running toward the Great Hall. She runs fast she even bumps into the enemy deliberately, then cursed them. By the time she had reached the Great Hall, it was filled with corpses. Cries of sadness filled the Great Hall, even some shouting in shock. She scanned the corpses one by one. She didn't notice the tears flowing harder to see many familiar faces lying stiff. She also feels lost.

"Lovegood ... Lovegood," she turned around as she heard someone call her. "Malfoy is looking for you. He's headed for the Ravenclaw tower," he said briefly, before running out.

He is still alive. Without a second thought, she ran toward the Ravenclaw tower.


Draco didn't find Luna at the Ravenclaw tower. A student told him that she had gone a long ago after dropping Potter and going with Thomas and Finnigan. He has known the damn information. Why do they give him the same information? Where to find Luna? Hogwarts is huge. He could have died before meeting her.

"Malfoy!" Blaise Zabini ran towards him, he looked a mess.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't think the Dark Lord will win. Potter has the diadem, he has even destroyed it. He's getting weaker," Blaise told him uneasily, "and Crabbe is dead."

"What?" His eyes widened. He is not surprised if the Dark Lord will lose, Potter is always a step ahead. But when he heard Crabbe was dead, he was shocked, and he felt lost. Crabbe might be a dumb, but still he's his friend. "How can?"

"He cast Fiendfyre against Potter, but he couldn't control it and caused the Room of Requirement to burn. As we tried to save ourselves, he fell into the fire, and I'm sure he's dead. Maybe me and Goyle will die if Potter doesn't come back and save our sorry asses," Blaise told him. "I don't know if this is the right choice to stay on the Dark Lord's side."

"I ... I'm not with the Dark Lord anymore," Draco said. "I'm with Potter."

"Since when?" Blaise asked.

"Since Luna left, I've been thinking about that. I don't want to live in the darkness again. I want to live in peace," Draco said awkwardly. Draco always hides his feelings from anyone. And now, he stands behind the tapestry and expresses what he feels to Blaise. He felt nervous and awkward.

"It's because of Luna?"

"I love her. I want to live with her without worrying about whether we're alive the next day or not," Draco responded as he shrugged his shoulders. "I know it's too late to change side, but I want to keep helping Luna, not Potter."

Blaise paused, he processed Draco's words. "I guess you're right," he commented.

"Sure," Draco said awkwardly.

"I will help some Gryffindor; they seem to be struggling with the Death Eaters there. I'll see you later, will I?" Blaise asked.

Draco didn't answer, he just nodded lightly. He can't promise anything to Blaise.

Blaise seemed to want to argue but he pushed his wish away and rushed out from behind the tapestry.

A minute later, Draco steps out behind the tapestry and intends to find Luna. He must find her before something bad happens and everything is too late. But as he turned the corner, his eyes immediately looked at the person he was looking for the most, Luna.

"Luna!" He exclaimed. Thank God, she's alive, he thought in relief. He was very relieved; he felt his shoulders become lighter.

Luna's eyes grew as she turned and found Draco. She smiled broadly and ran towards him. Oh God, he's safe, she thought in pleasure. When she gets close enough, she throws herself on his arms. He caught her in time and pulled her into the cupboard and closed the door. She is pouring her longing on her embrace. She didn't see him for a very long time.

Draco kept muttering her name while hugging her tightly in his arms. He has been waiting for this moment for a long time. He never misses someone so badly. He really missed her very badly; it was like someone had taken his life away from him. But now his life is back and he is happy.

"Oh, Luna, are you okay?" He asked as he pulled away and cupped her face instead. She looks messy, her hair tied up into a ponytail and a few strands of hair escaping from the ties, her face is full of dirt, her bottom lip split, the sides of her face scuffed really badly and he hopes it will not leave a scar, and there is a blood stain on her purple sweeter.

Luna smiled. "I'm fine now. You don't look as bad as I expected," she said honestly as she studied him.

He chuckle, he loves her bluntness. "I haven't fought anyone yet," he said as he shrugged his shoulders, "just cursed some on the way."

Luna nodded lightly.

He knows she thinks he cursed Potter's supporters. Well he did curse some of them, but he also curses the Death Eaters, didn't he?

"I'm by your side now," he told her lightly. "I'm always by your side; I just never realize that until you leave."

She stared at him in disbelief. It's like she just discovered the Nargles kingdom. "Oh, Draco, I know you're a good person," she said happily as she cupped his face and kissed him hard on the lips.

Draco is shocked; it takes a few seconds to respond. But when he responds, he kisses her as if there's no tomorrow. One of his hands rested behind her head and pressed her harder toward him and his other hand rested on her butt and stroked it. He licked her lower lip and she opened her mouth instantly. His tongue burst in. He explores her mouth and his tongue plays with hers.

"Draco," she moaned. "I miss you."

Draco was lost. When he hears those words he just wants to throw her on the floor and shag her senseless and forget about this war.

But suddenly Luna pulls away; she looks up and stares at him with a frown on her forehead.

"What?" He asked hoarsely.

"It's too quiet outside. Something must have happened," she whispered.

He wants to sneer at first. But he realized just how quiet it was when he was able to hear his heart beat pounding against his chest.

"What the bloody hell is happened?" He muttered to himself.

"We need to find out," Luna whispered.

Draco wants to stop her but it's too late. The door opened and they found the corridor empty, there was no one there, just ruins of statues and bricks.

"Let's go, Draco," she said as she took his hand and led him down the stairs and looking around. She keeps talking to herself or maybe to him. She paused when spotted Granger and Weasley. They look like hell.

"Hermione," Luna called and approached them. Draco doesn't want to be closer to them but this is not the right time to complain. "Why so quiet?"

Hermione's face looked very sad and worried, so did Ron, Luna thought. She has bad thoughts. Something bad must have happened.

"Harry surrendered himself to Voldemort. He confronted him in the Forbidden Forest," Hermione said weakly as she pressed herself closer to Ron's side and Ron wraps his arm around her protectively.

"What?" Draco called out. "That's ridiculous. Potter is ridiculous. Why didn't you stop him, Granger? The Dark Lord will kill him in heart beat."

"Why do you even care, Malfoy? Please, enlighten me," Ron demanded with annoyance.

"He's with us, Ron. Draco fighting along with us, with Harry," Luna said softly.

Ron snorted.

"With you, not with Potter," Draco corrected.

"Yes, with me," Luna replied with a weak smile. Then her eyes turned to Hermione. "Then what do we do now?"

"Waiting," Hermione replied weakly.

"Come on, Hermione," Ron said and lead her to the Great Hall.

Luna stared at their backs until they disappeared and looked up at Draco. She wants to go to Great Hall too, but she knows how Draco feels uncomfortable with people who are unfamiliar to him, and they also hate him.

"I'm assuming we have to wait here," Luna said as she sat on the steps.

Draco didn't answer; he just joined her and sat on the steps. He put his arm around her shoulders and kissed the side of her face. They sat in silence. They actually have a lot of topics to talk about, but that's not the right time. Draco wishes they had a chance to talk later.

After 15 minutes or so, the crowd walked out of the Great Hall, Luna and Draco couldn't see their expressions. They watch for a moment and walk out. Luna gasped as she saw Harry's body carried by Hagrid, he didn't move at all. She felt her chest tighten. Ginny started yelling for Harry and the others just fell silent, too stunned to react. Even Hermione and Ron can't do anything.

Draco doesn't believe what he sees. It couldn't be, he thought dully. He had been convinced that Potter would win this battle, he was always one step ahead, he always had a strategy to escape death, why now? Why Potter? Why? He wants to scream now. He expects too much to Potter. Potter just likes him, just a boy. How can he defeat the Dark Lord?

Draco suddenly shuddered as he felt the Dark Lord's eyes move on him, but he didn't dare to look up to make sure.

"Draco, my boy, you have done a wonderful job," the Dark Lord told him. "You can come back here, everything has been forgiven, your wife has forgiven."

Draco swallowed nervously. Should he go back there? His parents are still there. Should he? Now he has a fight with his own feelings.

"Draco," Lucius called as Draco not moved, not even an inch.

But Draco still refuses to move. He could feel all the pairs of eyes fixed on him. They watch him with pity and anger. Suddenly he felt Luna's hand clutching his robe. She stopped him to come there.

"Draco, come over here." This time Narcissa tried and Draco finally looked up, Luna's hand clutching his robe even harder, the easiest sign to say 'do not go there'.

He glanced at her through the corner of his eye before grabbing her wrist and jerking her hand off his robe gently. He could hear her gasping then sobbing. People thought he was going to abandon Luna and go to his parents for protection, because he was a coward.

But Draco did the unexpected thing. Instead, he intertwined his fingers on Luna's and held her hand tightly, and he took a step back a little and stood right next to her. People don't expect that, so they gasp.

"Well then," the Dark Lord said coldly.

"Traitor!" Bellatrix exclaimed angrily. "You are a disgrace!"

Draco doesn't even care what she says. He turns his face to Luna; she has tears flowing from her eyes. "Don't cry, I'll never abandon you," he said softly as people paid attention to what Longbottom said. "I'll never abandon you, not even in millions years. I love you, Luna," he told her with a gentle smile.

She smiled back at him. "And I will never let you abandon me. I love you, Draco," she said.

"I cannot believe we're saying this in the middle of the battlefield," he said. "I wish I could give you a kiss now."

As Luna opened her mouth to say something, she heard the commotion around them. Neville had a Gryffindor sword and she saw Harry jump from Hagrid's arms. People started shouting and taking steps back when the Death Eaters started attacking again. Luna aimed her wand at the Death Eaters and cursed them, she has separated with Draco. She runs back to the castle and just gets herself facing Bellatrix.

"Well, well, well where are you going to run, dear, niece?" She snarled as green light came out of her wand. Fortunately Luna managed to dodge it. But Bellatrix doesn't give up, she keeps attacking Luna and cornering her until Ginny and Hermione come to help.

All three face Bellatrix. They attacked her but she always managed to dodge easily and laughing likes a maniac. But when the killing curse almost hit Ginny, Molly came out of nowhere. "Not my daughter, you bitch." And with one curse, Bellatrix dies.

Draco faces Antonin Dolohov. From the corner of his eye he was able to see Luna facing his aunt. She looks exhausted, his aunt constantly cornering her. He is worried about her and he is also worried about his life. Dolohov has no mercy on him, he has called him traitor and coward, telling him that he will make him pay for betraying the Dark Lord, and his family will pay for it also, the scum of the earth, that's what he calls his family.

Draco was angry, of course, he wanted to curse him into a shape of oblivion. But he remembers his training 'don't let the enemy provoke your anger', his father's voice echoing in his head. He must focus to attack and defeat his enemy. So he blocked Dolohov's voice and focused on attacking him. Dolohov might be faster than him, but Draco is smarter. He moves too fast, surely his energy will run out quickly. And when he starts to slow down, he'll attack.

It didn't take long for Dolohov to run out of energy, he's slower now. Talking and running at the same time is unwise. Draco took advantage of it, he curses him right in the chest and he landed on his back with a bang. Dolohov growled irritably.

"Traitor!" Dolohov shouted as he stood on his feet, but it was too late, Draco was faster now and the green light hit him and he fell and didn't move anymore.

Draco kept fighting. His chest was bleeding and his left leg hurt when he moved, he suspected his leg had sprained. But he keeps fighting and running, he pushes the pain on his leg; this is not the time to be spoiled. And suddenly, to his surprise the Death Eaters apparated away without a second thought. Have we won? He thought confusedly. And that's true, some students running around and cheering happily, he follows them. He found Potter in the midst of a triumphantly cheering crowd. He looks worst than he is, he smiles sadly.

What now? He thought as he sat on the steps and watched them dance and laugh triumphantly. Luna is probably there too, celebrating, he thought miserably. There where she belong. What will happen to them after this? She tells him that she loves him too, but that doesn't mean she will not leave him, she has the right to leave. He sighed heavily. He doesn't think he can let her go away, but he'll try if it makes her happy.

He stood with difficulty and hobbled for his parents. Surely they are still here. He must find them and talk about their fate after all this mess. His father might be thrown into Azkaban, maybe he did too.

"Where are you going?"

Draco turned spontaneously upon hearing a familiar voice.

"You're not planning to leave me, are you?" Luna asked with a smile.

Draco smiled at her. "Why are you here? You should celebrate with them," he said sincerely.

"I don't want to. Harry wants some peace, and I'm sure the others need rest," she said as she stepped closer. "You're hurt," she said as she studied his chest.

"It's nothing," he murmured. "Look, Luna, if you want to go I understand-"

"Why even I want to go?" She said with a frown.

"Potter has won, you can do whatever you want from now on, you can get your life back," he told her. It's very hard to say those words.

She smiled broadly at him and wrapped her arms around his waist. "My life is you, and I've got you back," she said, looking up at him.

"I might end up in Azkaban, Luna," he said weakly.

"Nonsense! I will help you in court later. I'm sure they will not put you in Azkaban," she said earnestly.

"But-"

"You don't trust me?" She frowned.

Draco chuckled. She looks adorable when she frowns. "Of course I trust you, madam wife."

"Good,"

"Are you sure you want to stay with me?"

"Always," Luna stood on tiptoe and caught his lips in a long, passionate kiss and Draco kissed her back with pleasure.

THE END


A/N II - SHOULD I WRITE A SHORT EPILOGUE?