A harry potter fan-fiction of what happened to Draco and his parents after the Deathly Hallows part 2. "I sprint after him trying to keep up. "Draco! Draco!" I scream and shout frantically, i was trying my best to not loose them in the mist and fog but it was like looking into nothing. I had lost them. I stand, as still as a statue. I look hopelessly around me, squinting trying to find a moving figuire, trying to find someone or something."