The Fairy of Hogwarts // Draco Malfoy

Chapter 7

TIME SKIP TO FINAL BATTLE

No one knew where Harry was. They hadn't seen him for hours and they were getting worried. They all crawled out of Hogwarts to stand in the courtyard, only to see that Voldemort and his death eaters were approaching. Hagrid was being held prisoner but it looked like he was carrying a body with him.

"Who is that that Hagrid is carrying?" Ginny asked, worry lacing her voice.

"Harry Potter! IS DEAD!" Voldemort yelled.

Ginny let out a scream of pain but she was stopped, comforting arms wrapping around her to hold her back.

"Silence!" Voldemort yelled. "Stupid girl! Harry Potter is dead. Now, you will place your trust in me."

Hermione felt herself shaking from head to foot. First, Arya had been wounded and left at home with her parents. Who knows if she was alright.... and now.... Harry was dead!

"Now, it is time to declare your loyalties," Voldemort announced.

"Draco," Lucius called.

Draco hesitated. He couldn't side with his father. He couldn't. Even though his mother was over there he knew it was wrong. He was about to defy his parents by shaking his head but something in his mind told him to obey his father.... it was like a small voice in his heart told him to. The reasons why he didn't know but he couldn't deny that voice that seemed to have all the right answers.

Draco headed over and stood between his parents, standing closer to his mother as if not wanting to even be near his father.

Suddenly, Neville stepped forward, limping badly.

"And who might you be?" Voldemort inquired.

"Neville Longbottom," the boy replied.

The death eaters began to laugh but the kids and professors all glowered.

"It doesn't matter that Harry's gone," Neville began.

"Stand down Neville!" Seamus whispered.

"People die every day," Neville objected, "Friends, family. Yeah we still lost harry tonight. He's still here with us.... in here."

with that he touched his heart, making almost everyone tear up.

"So's Fred, Remus, Tonks... .they didnt die in vain. But YOU WILL! Because you're wrong! Harry's heart did beat for us! For all of us! It's not over!"

With that, Neville drew the sword of Gryffindor from the sorting hat and suddenly, Harry's body leapt out of Hagrid's arms and to the ground. Harry stood tall but he was unarmed.

Voldemort turned on him and all the death eaters began to shoot curses at him.... but none of them made it even near him.... a huge white light seemed to appear out of nowhere and surround Harry like a giant shield!

Everyone stopped shooting curses and the light faded, leaving Harry smirking knowingly.

"What is this witch craft?" Voldemort hissed.

Suddenly, a voice that sounded like the softest bird song sounded and all eyes turned to the source of the voice. "It's no witch craft."

"ARYA!" Luna and Cho both cried in unison, their eyes widening in joy at the sight of the girl.

Arya smiled. She looked just as bad as most of the students. She was wearing a black t-shirt but the shoulder was ripped. Her pants had rips on the knees and her knees were bleeding. the cut on her cheek and forehead were healed but the red mark was still there.