It was a war. History has repeated itself again.
I stood there bleary eyed, oblivious to the shoving students screaming in fear. A tear escaped my eye. I am part of this. I did this. I clenched my fists and looked up at the sky, where hundreds of sparks were being aimed at the protective barrier McGonagall put up.
I scanned my eyes to the crowd and tried to look for a striking white blonde hair. Dumbledore was dead. Professor Snape was dead. All because of me.
Pushing through the sea of students, I ran as fast as my feet could take me. I ran, tears blurring my vision. Suddenly, my head clashed against someone's chest. Bittersweet mint.
"Amelie." Draco breathed. I buried my face into his chest, howling.
"Draco. You came back." I cried. He pulled me closer into a tight hug, his tears dripping on my hair.
McGonagall looked from the side of the sea of students. A mix of black and blonde hair interlocked together. Even though it was a war, she smiled. A small, rare smile. The Slytherin has learn to love and care. Draco Malfoy, the boy she never would've thought, has given up blood status, to love and care for a muggle. Finally, after generations of Slytherin purebloods comes one heir, falling for a muggle.
"I never wanted this Amelie. I never did." he cried into my hair.
"I know." I muttered softly, inhaling his scent. We stayed like this, savouring and cherishing every moment. I tilted my head up and stared into his grey eyes, filled with regret, love and revenge. He leaned in and cupped my face before kissing me.
I kissed him back, my fingers running through his tousled blonde hair. I loved every moment, his sweet taste on my lips. He pulled me tighter, deepening the kiss. I savoured this moment, for it may just be our last goodbye. The world slowed down among us. It was just us. All about us.
Suddenly, a spark was aimed in between us, breaking our kiss apart. We jumped apart and stared into each other's eyes. Draco hugged me, what I think may be the last and kissed me again. He pulled away and planted a final kiss on my forehead.
"I love you Amelie. I love you with or without blood status. I love you." he said. Tears clouded my eyes as I watched him run off, to help the Dark Lord to protect his family.
"I love you Draco Malfoy." I whispered. Another flame struck the wall behind me and I sprinted, looking for Ron and Hermione who were searching for the last Horcrux to destroy.
Sparks aimed everywhere. Bricks and rock crumbled down and broke from the magnificent castle. Windows shattered and glass broke. I forced my way through the crowd, helping the others fight off the Death Eaters.
I aimed my wand at the Death Eaters and screamed all the curses and hexes I know. Everyone put up the best they could. The night was fading quick and dawn soon rose upon us. The Death Eaters have left the castle quickly. McGonagall gathered us all in the Great Hall, tending the wounded.
Neville walked in, limping with his cheek cut. I ran up to him and hugged him tightly.
"Neville, I have never seen you so brave." I praised, tending his cuts. I hugged Luna who returned with minor scratches yet plenty of bruises.
"But Amelie, you face. It's bruised and cut." Luna said in her dreamy voice with concern. I wiped some blood away, smearing my cheek with blood and tears.
"I think we have more problems than our facial appearances." I mumbled, staring at the army of Death Eaters marching back. The dawn was a mixture of light blue and light. Hagrid was with them, chained and carrying somebody. Neville, Luna and I limped outside, trying to get a better view.
"He's here." I breathed. Voldemort came, leading his troops of Death Eaters. Hagrid was carrying somebody.
"Who's that Hagrid's carrying?" Ginny asked, her voice constricted to Neville. Voldemort was jumping with glee with his snake, Nagini. A lump in my throat suppressed my voice. I couldn't bear to say Harry's name. It can't be. He can't be dead.
"Harry Potter, is dead!" Voldemort exclaimed.
"No!" Ginny screamed and rushed forward. Arthur Weasley held her back. I stood next to Neville, Ron and Hermione. Tears streaming down. Neville was badly hurt and yet he was still with us.
"Silence!" Voldemort shouted and a blast of magic overcame us.
"Stupid girl. Harry Potter is dead." he said. Ginny was crying. "From this day forth, you put your faith, in me." he said shaking his hand pointing at himself. Professor McGonagall shook her head, her wild strands of hair threatening to escape her bun.
I could not imagine the pain that Molly and Arthur Weasley were going through. First they lose their son, Fred and now Harry who they treated like family. I chewed on my bleeding lip to prevent sound.
"Harry Potter is dead!" Voldemort said to the Death Eaters. They all laughed merciless along. How could they be so heartless? Voldemort laughed with them.
"And now's the time to declare yourself." Voldemort said happily outstretching his arms. It was an awkward silence. A huge space separated us students from the ghastly Death Eaters. "Come forward and join us or die."
Bellatrix climbed up the tiny rocks and stood next to Voldemort, sneering.
"Draco." Lucius Malfoy spoke hoarsely. My heart lightly skipped. Draco's alive. Everyone turned their heads to where Draco was standing. He stood there, trembling. His face blackened by the ash and bruised. His beautiful blonde hair was dishevelled and messy. He gulped and stared back at his parents.
"Don't go Draco. Don't." I whispered. My heart wrenched at this sight.
"Draco, come." Narcissa persuaded, her voice soothing. Draco glanced from side to side, his eyes never caught mine. He took a gulp and stepped down the steps. No. He walked slowly towards Voldemort but I couldn't bear it.
"Draco!" I screamed pushing through the small group of students. His head snapped back. I ran up to him as fast as I could and pulled closer to him.
"Go back Amelie. You'll be safe." he pushed my hair out of my face. I buried my face into his clothes.
"I don't want to be safe. I want to be with you." I choked out. Draco gave me a smile, a small and sad one. He slowly pulled away but I pushed myself towards him. I jumped up and kissed him. He was taken aback but he kissed me back. Our lips were in sync to our breathing, like we were one. I couldn't care less about our surroundings. Draco ran his hands through my messy flop of black hair, mine running through his blonde hair.
We pulled away soon, gasping for breath. The kiss was phenomenal but it was ruined but Lord Voldemort.
"Lucius, your son is having romantic affairs with a mudblood?" Voldemort laughed. The other Death Eaters laughed along. Draco's arms were placed around my shoulders protectively.
"Yes. She may be a muggle but she's worth ten times of you." Draco spoke up. Voldemort snapped his head in my direction.
"Seduced my son into your needs didn't you mudblood?" Lucius sneered. "Step away Draco."
Draco shook his head.
The other students watched with their mouths gaping in horror. Draco Malfoy, a Slytherin Pureblood that despises half bloods and mudbloods was in love with one? Even though it was just the beginning of a battle scene, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but give a small smile. The boy has learned to love.
"You're coming with me son." Lucius said roughly, pulling Draco away from me. He tried moving away from his father but he couldn't. I stood, alone. Lucius left him with the Dark Lord.
"Well done Draco. Well done." he praised, giving Draco an awkward hug. I reached for my wand for a spell but Lucius Malfoy was quicker. He pointed his wand at me and sent me flying back to the students. My body slammed against Ron and slumped down on the hard rock piercing my back. Ron helped me up and I stood shakily, my grip on him and Hermione.
Then, Neville limped forward. Don't Neville. Don't join the dark side.
"Well I can say I hoped for better." Voldemort said and the Death Eaters erupted in laughter. "And who might you be young man?"
"Neville Longbottom." he said avoiding eye contact. Bellatrix cackled. I knew what she did to his parents. Tortured them.
"Well Neville I'm sure we can find a place for you in our ranks." Voldemort said, eyeing Neville.
"I'd like to say something." he began. Voldemort clenched his fingers and stretched them out.
"Well Neville I'm sure we all be fascinated to hear what you have to say." Voldemort clenched his fists.
"It doesn't matter that Harry's gone." he started.
"Stand down Neville!" Seamus said.
"People die every day. Friends, family. Yeah, we still lost Harry tonight. He's still with us, in here," he said pointing to his heart. A tear escaped as I nodded. "So's Fred, Remus, Tonks... they didn't die in vain. But you will. 'Cause you're wrong! Harry's heart did beat for us! For all of us! It's not over!" he shouted pulling the Sword of Gryffindor from the hat. Everyone gasped.
Harry suddenly rolled out of Hagrid's arms and pointed his wand at Nagini.
"Confringo!" he yelled sending a jet of flames at Nagini. Voldemort yelled and the Death Eaters one by one disappeared.
I took this as a chance. Everyone was running to the castle yet I stood in front.
"Draco!" I screamed as loud as I could. He turned back and ran towards me.
"Come back Draco! Come back!" his father screamed. He clutched me tightly in his arms, never letting me go. I think Luna placed a charm on us, so that no one can separate us except in our own will.
"Thanks Luna." I whispered looking at her. She nodded and ran back to the castle. Lucius ran up to us, trying to pull us apart. In the end, Draco reluctantly pulled away, his fingers interlocked with mine.
"Father you're wrong. Half bloods, mudbloods, what's the difference? They're all the same! Just because she's not like us doesn't mean she's an outcast." Draco said to his parents bravely. "I love her for who she is. Blood status may be the most important thing to you but love is more important. I love her mother, father."
Narcissa bit her lip. Everyone was already in the castle yet we stood outside in the courtyard, unaware of the battle Harry was fighting Voldemort.
''Lucius, I think it's time we put blood statuses aside." Narcissa began softly. I looked into her eyes which were just like Draco's, soft and grey.
"No." he said and attempted to fling a curse at me when Narcissa slapped him.
"You're a disgrace." she spat. Lucius glared at her before disappearing off with the other Death Eaters.
The battle was finally over. Harry defeated Voldemort. Hogwarts was rebuilt with the help of us of course. I can finally say it was over. Harry, Hermione and Ron returned back smiling. I embraced them all in a hug and nudged Draco.
"Potter." he began and I nudged him harder. He choked on his next words of course. "Harry, Hermione and Ron." he acknowledged. I smiled and kissed his cheek.
We all smiled and embraced into a huge group hug, with Neville, Luna and Ginny of course. The perfect way.
~7 years later~
"Draco, where are we going?" I laughed. He has blindfolded me and dragged me through odds and ends.
"Wait and now." he said revealing the blindfold. My eyes fluttered open to the open countryside and stood in front of the huge courtyard, the entrance to Hogwarts. I smiled at him and kissed him on his lips. We locked our hands together and walked towards Hogwarts.
Professor McGonagall made a huge renovation to the castle. From where we had finished seven years ago, the castle has made a huge change. Where we arranged the bricks and rock a bit too sloppily have been replaced with shining glass. We walked into the Great Hall, hoping to meet Professor McGonagall, who now is, Headmistress. Our graduation from Hogwarts was seven years ago, I remembered walking down the Great Hall, alongside Draco and Pansy. We threw up our hats and a feast was held.
Stepping into the huge doors of the Great Hall, it was a sight pleasant to the eyes. The house crests donned the walls and the students were a mess. Two students ran past us, a Gryffindor chasing after a Slytherin.
Ever since we left Hogwarts and graduated, Draco and I have been together even more. I stayed in the Malfoy Manor, with Narcissa. Lucius was sent to Azkaban for his crimes. Bellatrix was dead, Molly Weasley killed her. Amongst the crowd of students who were mixing with other houses, I spotted Professor McGonagall.
"Professor!" I said embracing her in a hug. Draco did the same.
"Mr and Mr Malfoy." she acknowledged us. I let out a chuckle and showed her my empty hand.
"We aren't married yet." I said, smiling.
"My haven't you both grown. It seemed like yesterday when I was ticking Slytherin off for messing about in my Transfiguration classes." she chuckled. We stayed for a short chat before waving off and left the Great Hall.
"Wait, let's go somewhere we used to go all the time." Draco said. I rolled my eyes.
"It has been seven years and I still don't know why you want to go to the lake." I laughed. We linked our fingers tightly and walked towards the direction of the lake. I sat at the edge of the lake skimming rocks, reminiscing the memories we had when we were fifth years.
"Dementor, dementor!" Draco said pointing behind me, acting immature. Guess some things will never change. I turned around, to entertain his amusement. I turned back to find him having a random hood over his head.
"You'll never change won't you?" I smirked. "If all dementors looked like you who would say no to Azkaban?" I said, remembering that day. Draco curled his lips into a smile and pushed me into the water.
"Draco!" I screamed, just like when we were fifth years. He was laughing and I pulled him in the water, laughing. My hair was dripping wet.
"I wouldn't mind receiving the dementor's kiss." I remembered the exact words. Draco leaned in and gave me a passionate kiss on my lips. We climbed out and dried ourselves with our wands, breathless as we leaned against a large tree next to the lake.
"I've been wanting to ask you something." Draco said softly. We interlocked our fingers and I rested my head on his shoulder. He pulled me up and twirled me around.
"What's it Draco?" I giggled, pretending I had a ball gown. He took my hand and the next thing he did was going to be the moment I would remember for all my life. He bent down on one knee and tears threatened to escape my eyes.
"Amelie Darling. We've been together for eight years now, ever since we were kids. Will you marry me?" he asked, grinning wildly. A wave of his wand and a small box made of hazel appeared in his hand. He cracked it open, revealing a beautiful ring, a band of silver holding together a tiny emerald.
"Yes! Oh yes!" I exclaimed, tears escaping as he stood up and kissed me deeply. He slipped the band of silver and emerald on my ring finger which fitted perfectly. It was perfection. We were kissing until someone cleared their throat next to us.
"Mr and Mrs Malfoy." Professor McGonagall cleared her throat. She gave us a warm smile and chuckled. "Never would I have known that one day, a Slytherin would marry a Muggle."
"First time for everything." Draco beamed, interlocking our hands. The ring felt like it has belonged there forever. "It was my mother's." he whispered into my ear.
"I'm so happy for you two." she grinned. "Now off you two go, the students have been giggling and watching your little show from Hogwarts." McGonagall said, suppressing her laughter. We noticed students had pressed their noses against the glass windows which had the perfect view of the Black Lake.
"I think they enjoyed our show." Draco said cheekily.
"Ten points from Slytherin." she chuckled and patted our backs. "Good to see you two. I do hope I see your children in the future."
"Goodbye Professor." we said in sync. We left Hogwarts and walked down to Hogsmeade.
"Mrs Malfoy.." I drawled, testing the name in my mouth. It felt like it was meant to be.
"Now wife," Draco winked. "How about we get back to the manor and tell my mother about the news?"
"You haven't told her?" I gasped. He chuckled nervously.
"I haven't told her." he scratched the back of his head.
"Nitwit." I teased and flicked my wand. Within seconds, we were at the manor. Narcissa sat in front of the fireplace, warming herself with a cup of tea and the Daily Prophet.
"Draco!" she called. I nudged Draco.
"Mother, I have something to say." he began. Narcissa looked up from the Daily Prophet and noticed the ring on my finger, but she makes no sound.
"Yes son?" she asked innocently. I think she knows.
"We're getting married." Draco said happily. Narcissa pretended she hadn't spotted the ring and jumped up.
"That's wonderful news son! Oh and by the way, I already knew about this days ago." Narcissa said.
"How so?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Well I was cleaning out my room last week and Draco came to me, asking if he could see my wedding ring. Of course I gave it to him, without any questions asked. And the next few days, he was pacing about, talking to himself. I grasped a few bits and placed them together." Narcissa smiled. I chuckled at her story and sat down.
"Mrs Malfoy," I began. But she placed her hand up.
"Call me mother. You're married now!" she said. I smiled at her and got up, feeling slightly peckish.
"We're just going to go grab some food in Hogsmeade now mother." Draco said.
"I will be expecting grandchildren!" Narcissa called after us. We both blushed together, our cheeks turning scarlet red.