They both die at the end| A drarry AU fanfiction

Ten

Ronald Weasley
4 pm

Ronald did not receive a letter from Death-Cast, because he is not dying today.

Ronald woke up at 8 am that day- He hadn't seen Harry, so he assumed he left early to attend classes. However, seeing how his best friend was missing from every single class, and all three mealtimes, he began to worry. Ron met up with Hermione after their last class.

"He hasn't been in class at all today!" Ron shouted, then took a bite of a bratwurst he had on his plate. Hermione gave him a stern look, seeing that he was still shoving food into his face, despite the fact that his Best Friend was missing.

"He could have practice today. There is a huge Quidditch game coming up, and he may have taken the day to practice for it- You know McGonnagle would have excused him for it." Hermione suggested, making Ron shrug.

"If he isn't back to the dormitories by curfew, then I'll start to worry...Thats when I'll go to McGonnagle about it."

"With me, of course." Hermione grinned.

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Harry
4 pm

Our time at Clint's Graveyard was fun, but I could tell Draco wanted to leave as soon as a fight broke out amongst the crowd. One of the non-deckers had brought a gun inside and was threatening another- What I assume was the deckers friend ended up punching the guy and it all unfolded after that. Draco became anxious, so I dragged him to the doors.

"We don't have to if you don't want to...It's just, the idea of them being in there-"

"It's paranoid you?" He nodded. "It will be better for us to leave. What if another person has a gun? It isn't safe for us to be here..." He nodded again, and I took his wrist, leading him out the front doors. Police cars were already showing up as we were leaving.

"Is there anywhere we can go?" Draco asked, and I nodded.

'Luchino Caffe, on Tottenham Court Road." I looked up at the slightly taller blond, and he nodded. "It's an all-night cafe- quite dull, but they have great drinks." I looked away, now focusing on the walking path ahead of us. It was only 4 o'clock, but it was already starting to get dark. the downside of dying in winter...

"What kind of drinks?" Draco asked, finally pulling his arm out of my grasp so he could walk on his own.

"Oh, loads. Tea, Coffee, Pop. They have food too- Chips, fish, sandwiches. The whole lot, you know?"

"I won't be able to eat the whole lot, mate. We ate only a few hours ago- I don't have it coming back up the moment I die. do you know how embarrassing that would be?" I almost gagged when Draco said that!

"Ew! Don't make me embarrassed of my own death, Malfoy. It's bad enough that it's happening today." I shivered, but I heard him laugh. "The cafe isn't too far away...We can go there and relax for a bit, then...ah- How about I take you to Privet Drive?"

"Whats there?"

"The house I grew up in."

"The house where your Aunt and Uncle live?" He asked me in a tone that made me sound like an idiot.

"Well, they moved out last year. The house was kept in my name, and it was already paid off." I shrugged. "plus, my Uncle is in the hospital right now, so my Aunt and Cousin wouldn't be there anyway. They're too inseparable for them to leave him alone."

"Why is he in the hospital?" Draco asked me another question...

"Stroke, I believe. It put him into a coma."