The one memory of Harry Potter

Battle of Hogwarts

Draco's PoV

"HARRY POTTER.... IS DEAD.... EH HEH HEH"

I felt my knees weaken. McGonagalls scream was heard above all. Harry... the only person I have ever truly loved.. gone. I could vagely hear what was going on. This can't be happening.. its just another nightmare..

"Draco" I was snapped out of my thoughts. "Draco come" Mother always spoke softly....

" No." I would never join up with the man who murdered Harry.

Gasps were heard all through out the great hall, I could see the smile fade a little on moldy voldy's face.

"I would never join someone as horrid, idiotic and vile as him" I spat. I was surprised I even had the guts to say that, but if he kills me, then so be it. I have nothing worth living for anymore. It had always been my goal to become Harry Potters boyfriend, but if he isn't even alive, how can that work?

Harry's PoV

"I would never join someone as horrid, idiotic and vile as him"

He sounds so hurt, it must be hard standing up to someone you love.

"AVADA -" Crap. No. Draco.

I jumped out of Hagrids arms. No one kills my man. Even if my love is unrequited, I won't let him die.

I sought out Draco, green eyes met silver and I felt my heart melt at how pained they looked. I ran over to him, ignoring the happy gasps and annoyed shrieks of my friends and death eaters.

I don't care what anyone thinks, I just ran to Draco and kissed him. If he rejects me then fine, I just wanted to make sure that I kissed him now, in case I never got the opportunity again.

This is my first fanfiction, if you like it please comment so that I know to keep writing. If not, please also let me know.

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- Aria Bankles