Draco : The Return

Dying for him

It was freakishly beautiful. Blue zig zags, green fireworks, yellow bursts, red flames.

Hermione was suddenly brought to reality, grabbing her wand and pushing a powerful speel towards the deatheater. The situation was vile, deatheaters appearing from the common room door, spells firing everywhere, blood splattering on walls. Hermione looked around, searching for her friends. The Order had appeared, shooting, deflecting spells, but Hermione couldn't see th one's she loved. Suddenly Hermione felt a large hand grab around around her stomach, lifting over and rolling her onto the floor. Hermione screamed but gasped as her eyes met Draco's. She smiled and pulled him to her, their lips crashing, it seemed a surpsising momment, although, on the other hand, it made perfect sense. If their lives were to end what better way end it than in each others arms.

Suddenly, Draco was pushed back, bllod spluttering from his mouth. Hermione screamed but a hand manded on her mouth, she closed her eyes, scared of what was going to happen next. She slowly opened her eyes, only to sigh as she saw Ginny. 'Get up!' She said, tugging on Hermione's arm. Hermione stumbled to her feet, she crouched down behind the couch and looked at Ginny, who was crying, clutching her stomach 'We've got to get out of here!' .

Hermione opened her mouth, shocked, it was so unlike Ginny to back away from a fight, but Hermione could tell she was in great pain 'Ginny...w-what's wrong?'. Ginny didn't say anything, instead she moved her hands away from her small, swollen stomach, revealing blood flooding from her. Hermione gasped and looked up at Ginny's eyes, that were bursting with tears. Hermione, in a wise momment, quickly grabbed her wand and Ginny's hand. Escaping from the fireworks of blood and magic, Ginny followed Hermione up the stairs. 'Expeliarmus!' Hermione screamed as a deatheater followed behind them. Hermione burst the door open in Ginny's room.

Ginny threw herself onto her bed, while Hermione locked the door. 'Hermione' Ginny gasped 'The baby!'. Hermione quickly ran to her, pulling up her top to reveal her small, developing bump. Her blue polo top was bloodied and Hermione apologised as Hinny screamed in pain as Hermione dug her wand into her wound.

Hermione could see that Ginny needed help, urgently. She stood up straight, opening the door, slightly 'Expecto Patronum!' and with a small white flicker, a small otter ran from her wand. She slammed the door and looked at Ginny 'Stay here' She said, stroking the hair out of Ginny's sweaty brow 'I've sent for medical help, Pomfrey will be here soon and this will all be over and you will be fine'. Ginny cried hard into her hands, but Hermione turned for the door. She needed to go help the others and she had to find Draco.

'Stupefy!' Hermione screamed as a tall, lanky, man dressed in black grabbed her shoulder. Hermione ran down the spiralled stairs, shooting Death Eaters on her way. Suddenly, two hands grabbed Hermiones legs pulling we firmly to the ground. Hermione couldn't let out a scream as her head had hit firmly on the stone, cobbled floor.

Dracos heart was eating twice as fast. The seat heaters wanted him dead more than Harry - which was a first.

He wasn't doing well, being attacked from each corner of his body. He had a broken nose, a swollen eye and his lip was cut, but it was just like an old beating from Lucius, Draco told himself. Nothing life threatening.

He shot a dark look to a small woman who ran at him 'Avada ke-'

'Reducto!' Harry yelled, a large stone falling from the ceiling. Draco sighed as the woman was crumbled beneath the rock. He nodded to Harry, in a thank you kind of way, but he shook his head 'Where's Hermione?' he mouthed.

Dracos heart panted. Where was Hermione? He searched the room, his eyes trailing over bodies and remains of limbs. He ran over to Harry, who was bent behind the couch, accompanied by Ron. Draco knelt, recumbently 'Hermione's not here!'

'Neither is Ginny!' Ron said, sweat pouring from his brow.

Ron and Draco looked to Harry, as though he held the answer to all their questions. He swallowed, loudly 'This is it'.

'W-what?' Ron said, frowning. But Harry stood up, patting Ron's shoulder. Harry whistled towards the Deatheaters, who stopped instantly 'I'm all yours' he sighed 'just give us Hermione and Ginny'.

A DeathEater licked his lips and nodded 'We have the mudblood-' Ron had to restrain Draco from slitting the mans throat 'But we do not have Mrs Potter'. He spat his words. Harry gulped loudly and nodded his head 'show me Hermione, I want to speak to her'. The DeathEater nodded and pulled her up by her collar. There was small gasp and sigh in relief that she was alive.

Her eyes flickered open 'Dr-Draco'.

'I'm here' He said running to her, but he was stopped quickly by an army of wands raising at him. He glared at them, the venom piercing in his eyes. Hermione smiled at him, she admired his confidence. 

'H-harry she is upstairs....I-i called for Pomrfrey she is losing a-alot of blood q-qucikly-'. Afew members of the Order ran upstairs to her rescue. Harry had to restrain himself from running up to her. Harry took a deep breath 'Ok...well come on trade Hermione for me...now'. There was a small laugh across the deatheaters. Hermione was suddenly thrown to the floor, the deatheater pulling out his wand and yelling the horrible words, that peirced through many ears 'Avada ke davra!'.

There was a large flash of red and Hermione screamed. The light was so blinding that no one could see anything but a tall flash of orange jump across the room. Draco gasped as he felt a splatter, of what he soon realised to be bloood, across his black shirt. He looked up and in a sudden realisation of what had happened he grabbed his wand, charging acroos the room, yelling any spell that came into mind.

The battle raged on and wizards and witches fought, braking bones, slitting throats and screaming deathsentences to each other. The Order, that was filled with older wizard master, watched on as those mourned beside them, as bodies lay over the blood filled floor.

In the corner of the common room lay Harry Potter. His eyes were closed, his glasses beside his head and his arms were thrown around his body. Hermione didn't have time to scream, she was soon quickly grabbed and pulled out the door, her legs dragging underneath her. Draco charged across, his wand ready for the spell he hoped he would never have to yell 'Avada ke davra!' And with a small flop, Hermione could fall to her own feetas her kidnapper fell frozen to the ground.

As Draco ran over to her, she pushed him aside, running into the common, beofre collapsing onto her knees. 'Harry!' She screamed, before hugging him tightly. She felt him squeeze her, lightly, before they both pulled away and looked at the body at their feet, the familiar ginger curls, the rosed cheeks and cheesey grin all faded away, as did the life of Ronald Billius Weasley...