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19 - god, i love you.

Elora's POV

The next day, morning comes faster than ever. Draco and I are shaken awake by the sounds of apperation and voices. They found us.

I jump out of bed and tightly hold my wand, Draco doing the same. We sneak out one of the windows, him jumping. I gasp as he hits the ground with force, landing wrongly on his ankle. He almost curses, but bites his lip to stay quiet. Signaling me to jump, he holds his arms open to catch me.

This moment is where I feel a sort of... strange feeling in my gut. Almost as it's saying, "don't jump, something bad is going to happen." I ignore it, jumping down to Draco.

As I fall, the feeling of the wind blowing up through my shirt, to my neck. Hitting my face, my hair. Forcing me to close my eyes. It's euphoric.

After I get into Draco's reach, he catches me to the best of his ability. I see his ankle, broken with the large jump.

"Draco... your foot is.." I whisper, his face twisted in pain. Seeing him like this breaks my heart.

Suddenly, almost planned, voices from Death Eaters get louder, growing with every step they take towards turning the corner, every step closer to finding us.

"Elora," the boy speaks, his hand holding his ankle as a way of cutting the blood from pouring more than it is. His other hand is on my arm.

"Elora, please go. Leave me here. Save yourself." He begs, quietly. The hand squeezes my arm tightly, trying to reassure me into leaving.

"No! I'm not letting them get you, alright? Now, here." I help him up, his broken ankle leg is bent up to his knee. I pick his wand up and we apperate, just as the Death Eaters turn the corner.

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Draco's POV

We apperate to Hogwarts, yet again. This time, the school is filled with smoke and flames run through parts. There are bodies of many students. I look to my girl when I see Professor Lupin and his wife, Tonks. Her eyes fill with tears, them falling silently down her beautiful face. I see Lavender Brown's too. No Potter, Weasleys, or Granger, though.

As we make it through the halls, we pass many Death Eaters, all of them noticing me and attempting to kill me

"Stupify!" Elora yells at each of them.

She is trembling, her hands shaking uncontrollably. Her hair is messy, the dark strands seeping down her back. Tears flood through her eyes. I know that, even right now, she has never wanted to harm or kill anyone. Same as me. I grasp her hand tightly, so she knows that we are in this together.

Until the end.

We find the trio. I've grown to tolerate Potter and his friends, as they are Elora's bestfriends. She embraces each of them, most especially filling me with anger and jealousy when she hugs Potter, but I stay calm. Once she steps back to me, I wrap my arm around her waist tightly, in a form of dominance and so Potter knows she's mine.

"Oh my god, Elora, where have you been?" Granger gasps, looking her up and down. Checking for injuries or blood, I suppose.

Elora looks at me, opens her mouth to speak then closes it again, before finally replying. "Hiding from Death Eaters, you know, the usual."

This sparks a small, low chuckle from me, surprising everyone in the process. I'm guessing, considering everything going on, that they thought I couldn't laugh anymore. Elora always makes me feel better, happier. God, never let this end.

Suddenly, Potter pulls me aside, removing me from Elora's body. My hands clench into fists as he turns to me and speaks.

"Uh.. so I understand that we aren't really on.. good... terms. We never have been, I guess. But, I want to thank you for... what you did to Lord Voldemort." He talks with his mouth and his hands. "I-it's all confusing, since he has horcruxes, but nevertheless, I'm thankful he's gone."

"As much as I hated him, I never wanted to put anyone in harms way, after the fact. Especially Elora." I reply, shaking my head slightly and looking over to her, who's chatting with Hermione about the hiding and everything that happened on our own.

"You really love her?" Harry asks me, making me turn to look at him again.

"I-" I start, but get cut off by loud bangs and explosions.

Elora's POV

Loud sounds boom and bash from all around us. Hermione grasps my hand, Draco running from where he stood with Harry, to grab my whole body, covering it with his own.

The sound of Death Eaters flying through the air whips into our proximity, making it clearly known that they are present, and desire to get exactly what they want.

I look up to Draco, who's scanning the room frantically. His hand is tightly around my waist, and the other tightly on my thigh. His hair is messy, matted in dirt and soot. The grey eyes I love so much are filled with worry and hurt. He's hurt, physically and emotionally. The sound of Harry's voice breaks the loud silence that has fallen over since the explosions were cut.

"We have to go. We can't stay here, they'll find us and kill us all. All of us need to follow the plan that Ron, Hermione and I have put together. Elora, come on." Harry pleads, eyes teary.

"He," Ron boldly states, staring at Draco. "-is not coming."

"The hell he's not." I shoot back, grasping Draco's hand even more.

"Baxter, he's going to get us all fucking killed. Leave his side for a second and help us, please." The red-head sternly speaks.

My eyes glance up to Draco's. He nods at me and we stand, hugging each other as tightly as we can, almost squeezing the life out of each other's bones.

He pulls away and cups my face, dirty hands on my skin. As our skin makes contact, fire and explosions fill the solid air, forcing the trio to pull on me.

Draco roughly cups my face, kissing me. The kiss lasts a few seconds, pleading to not let go. To not pull away. It's exactly what we must do.

"I promise, Ellie, I'll find you. We can get married, have the kids, get the apartment, the dog, everything, I will find you, I promise you, okay? God, I love you."

I gasp and he kisses me again, silencing me. Another explosion, right to us. Our bodies are thrown apart, mine towards the trio and his the other way.

We are apart. Not safe any longer, we aren't together.

I will find you, I promise you, okay? God, I love you.

His words replay in my head, smoke filling my lungs.

I pass out.

A/N: hehe hi. omg we are almost doneee okok i know this wasn't that long, but i have a really good new idea that i want to do in another book, so this one is going to be wrapped up.

for the next few chapters, remember that this is a fanfiction. the way i write this story is not the way everything happens in the real Harry Potter Series:)

see u next chapter, darlings ;)) get ur tissues