There is no choice...there never has been.
“EXPECTO PATRONUM!” You scream as loud as you can pointing your wand at the Dementors. Pushed by your Patronus, the hooded figures slink back into the darkness once more.
You look at Hermione for a brief moment and walk to where Draco lies. "I doubt if you can hear me,” you say to him. “But I just have to tell you, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for all of us, that we had to play these Games.”
You point your wand at his chest and cry “AVADA KEDAVRA!”
A cannon sounds. It's the first time you've ever been able to cast the killing curse. But knowing that, in a way, you were actually saving Draco; saving him from a life that really isn't a life, made you strong enough to perform the spell.
Hermione walks over to you with an odd expression on her face.
"You're a great wizard Harry," she half smiles and then she collapses to the ground.
"HERMIONE! NO!!!" You fall down next to her, as she lies on the ground pulling in shallow breaths. On her hands you notice the stain of blood red berries. Even though you’re not a plant expert, you know that they must have been poisonous.
Tears begin to flood your eyes, and you can barely see her lying on the ground in front of you. You begin to claw through her beaded bag, looking for something, anything that will save her. Your hands grasp the vial that contained the Felix Felicis and you notice the stopper has been removed. The glasses, the water...the potion. She meant for you to survive.
"WHAT DID YOU DO?" You cry, your fists beating the ground between you both.
"What I had to do. Thank you for being my friend, Harry," she whispers.
BOOM!
HARRY IS THE VICTOR!
