Just the Two of Us

Chapter 1

Sometimes it is better to loose and do the right thing, than win and do the wrong- Tony Blair

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"You can't make us go, were staying, we have to keep fighting. We are too close to give up now."

"We didn't risk our lives to just cower away the second we fear for our lives, they have been in danger"

"Not in the same way they are now and you aren't giving up, you are protecting yourself. It is the safest option, the chance of you being killed if you stay here is not a risk I am willing to take"

"Everyone else has just as big a risk of being killed, that's not fair for them"

"You have done everything you can, it is crucial you stay alive. Harry and Ron and all the other members of the Order won't be able to keep fighting if you are dead"

"Dumbledore, Im telling you I cant go, not while my  friends are still here fighting"

He glared at her, she had put extra emphasis on the my, undoubtedly to just to make him feel bad

He already knew that none of them liked him but she didn't have to rub it in his face. Besides, they should like him right now. In fact they should probably be on their knees worshipping him because of the amount of times he had risked his life in the past few months for them and their stupid little order.

He had infact lied to the dark lord himself, surving only because of his skilled occlumency skills.

His aunt had been teaching him the skill of occluding for as long as he could remember. It was supposed to be used if someone from the order tried to obtain information about the dark lord from him.

He imagined Bellatrix would not be very pleased if she found out she was using it in aid to the order of the Phoenix.

Dumbledores voice snapped him back to reality "Miss Granger, I have made my decision. This is the safest option. Your friends will understand, they too want you safe. The two of you have done absolutely everything you can to help others, now it is your turn to get help"

He didn't see why he had to go too, no one would cared if he died. Its not like he was going to be good company. He hated her and she hated him, he was pretty sure she would  rather stab herself with a steak knife than have to live with him for god knows how long.

She began to protest again, but was cut off as Dumbledore pulled his wand out of his pocket, muttered a spell that neither of the two were familiar with. Only seconds after he had cast the spell, they both felt their magic begin to drain. 

It was painful, like someone was sucking your very soul out. Dumbledore raised his wand once again, preparing to stun them to stop the pain, the last thing they saw before their world went black was the tall doors leading to the entrance of the castle they had all but grown up in.

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"Draco, you have too. Please, we need your help" Hermione had asked him

No, not asked

Begged.

 She had begged him, begged him to help her.

Because the Order the order was loosing. 

The only reason Draco agreed was because, as much as he didn't care for anyone other than his mother and a few of his schoolmates, he realized he had the chance to be on the right side of the war.