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Summery: Hermione has a secret and Draco is part of it. Draco has his own secrets too. When the truth comes out it turns into love. But with the oncoming war, life throws then walls to climb. Can they help bring about the new age? Or will the world fall into darkness?
A/N: Holy crap, I'm on the last chapter already? Wow, I never would have guessed that I would have gone back and finished this story, but I'm very glad I did! I hope you enjoy the end:
"Who will follow me?" Harry asked, facing aurors, order members, and fellow students.
"I will follow you to the end!" Hermione called, standing next to Harry.
"As will I." Draco called he stood in front of Harry and help out his wand. "You have my word, my loyalty, and my life, in your hands." Draco said, looking up and Harry letting him know that he would be with him to the very end.
"I need one more person who doesn't already have an assigned job!" Harry called. The order had found a hidden entrance to Voldemort's strong hold in the Forbidden Forest. Seemed he was daring the school to find him.
"I will," Snape called, walking out from the crowd.
"Good, now I supposed you all know what to do? The Weasley camp will take the left, the Zabini will take the right, then I'll have my camp follow slightly behind me in the center of the the forest." Harry said, telling the three camps, their leaders being Harry, Blaise, and Ron. The plan was to storm the forest and take down all the spies, while Harry and his three protecters charge into the heart of Voldemort's lair. "Good luck to you all, may who ever is watching over us bless you." Harry said, taking an extra second to look Ginny in the eyes. They had already did their rounds of hugs and well wishes, this was the time to fight.
"My camp with me." Ron called leading his group to the edge of the forest, Blaise and Harry doing the same. Harry gave the hand signal, and the plan commenced.
Hermione and Draco scanned the woods in front of Harry, using silent magic, something they had both mastered. Harry, Snape, Hermione, and Draco made it to the entrance to the Headquarters. The four entered, being transported to a rickety looking house on the edge of a cliff. The sky was gray and it seemed like everything seemed almost black and white, it gave them the chills.
"They're coming." Hermione said quietly, and she didn't need to elaborate, they knew what she meant. They could feel it in the hair, sadness, and a fait worst then death. The dementors were coming their way. They stood their ground, Harry getting ready to call for back up. When they saw the first few only yards away from them, Hermione shot out the first patronus. In knocked down five, out of the hundreds.
"Nice Hermione, what were you thinking of?" Harry asked, amazed.
"You don't want to know." Hermione said, winking at Draco.
"You're right I don't." Harry said, sending a patronus of his own at the dementors. They heard Draco laugh, which only caused his patronus to be stronger. Snape helped too, but was so amazed how little the dementors affected the teens, he wasn't really concentrating on his happiest memory.
"That was the last one." Harry said, looking down at the black cloak, there was no body, just dust. The power of a patronus, and many powerful ones at a time can ultimately kill a dementor.
"Good, now everyone can pass through safely!" Hermione said. Draco surprised her when she pushed her to the ground, and fired a spell right where she had been standing, he jumped to the side quickly, and a green curse flew by him.
"We have to be more careful, were on their territory now." Draco said, helping Hermione up, and saying sorry. The group took only a moment to compose themselves. They were heading off when a group of the order showed up, the Potter camp.
"Where are the dementors?" Ashley asked, not letting her guard down.
"You're standing on them." Snape said, that's when the other group saw the cloaks on the ground.
"How-" Susan Bones started, but Draco cut her off.
"It doesn't matter, we have to get this job done fast. We shot down one guy before he tired to hit Hermione with a killing curse, but we're not sure if he called for back up before he went down." Draco said.
The other's nodded, Minerva filling in the Weasley and Zabini camp when they arrived. They separated again, Harry falling behind this time. They had made a head count, and so far, everyone had made it in one piece. The most anyone had was scratches from the bushes in the forest, and Hermione had a cut from falling onto the ground, on a sharp rock, that was under the dusty ground. Quick healing spells were cast and then they split up.
The battle really got underway when the Zabini camp was the first to reach the gates, and charge in. They ran to the doors of the huge mansion, and were crushed by a mass of adults in masks. For those who fought there way in, they found themselves in a dark, large open hall, the people split up even more, taking every room by groups of four or five. Between the kitchen, the dining room, the two bathrooms, the two studies, the three tea rooms, and the ballroom, more and more deatheaters were found, and untimely killed. The second floor was also throughly searched. There were millions of bedrooms and bathrooms, a master library, and a music room. They furniture was all very old and classy. The house would have been really nice, if it had been cleaned, kept up, and didn't serve as a hide out for mass murderers.
Most of the deaths were on the dark side, but after the breaching of the gate, Luna Lovegood fell, by the wand of Lucius Malfoy. He was then killed by a certain Neville Longbottom who avenged the life of his girlfriend. It got so crazy that friends, siblings, and lovers were all separated. It was hard to not know if the ones you loved were faring well. Pavarti almost got killed because she was off guard when she found her sister, dead.
In all the confusion, Harry, Hermione, and Draco made it to a flat ground area, far off from the battle field. They had lost Severus somewhere in the house, he had stopped to face someone, and they had gone out without him. As they had thought, Lord Voldemort was there. He sat, on his thrown of sorts, watching the chaos with amusement.
"So, my dear, dear Harry I see you have made it this far." Voldemort said, sneering, then he saw Draco. "Well well, Mr. Malfoy, I just saw the fall of your father, and as in the contract we had, you belong to me when he dies. I was actually trying to get him killed for sometime now. I have uses for you my boy."
"I will never serve you." Draco hissed. He calmed a bit when Hermione put her hand on his arm.
"Ah I see what's happened to you. That filthy mudblood turned you against me." Voldemort said, raising from his seat, seemingly floating to the group.
"She is no mudblood, and I chose to turn from you, don't you dare lay a finger on her." Draco said through gritted teeth, and Hermione stood taller, her wand ready.
"Crucio." Voldemort said, and Draco fell to the floor. Hermione shot a silent, wandless spell and Voldemort, she didn't have time to thin about how the hell she had just done that, she was only worried about Draco. "You accursed girl." Voldemort hissed, but Harry was quick and shot his own spell at the Dark Lord. He countered it, and soon the two were in a duel of life or death.
"Draco? Draco? Can you hear me?" Hermione called, shaking Draco's shoulders. He came to and wrapped his arms around Hermione so she could help him up. Quick with her healing powers, Hermione had Draco good as new, in just a minute. They stood watching the fierce battle between the Lord of evil and the boy, who really was no longer a boy, but a man who never asked for this life, but was still risking his life, for the peace of the wizarding world.
"We have to do something." Draco said, watching the duel, wishing that he could do something to help.
"We can." Hermione said, leading him to the edge of the flat land, over looking the front of the house, where there was fighting going on, the house and it's back yard is on one huge hill, and she help his hand. Together they shot off a silent spell, something that they could never use again because as soon as they knew it, it was forgotten.
The sky lit up, a bright purple color, and the duel waged on. Soon the three camps were sweeping out to the flat land, watching. They had just witnessed all the deatheathers fall, so when they saw that Hermione and Draco had done it, and that Harry and Voldemort were in neck and neck, no one could really be surprised. It was hard to be surprised when you live in a world that could break out into war just about everyday.
The duel waged on, the two great wizards were evenly matched. People found there friends, family, and lovers. Sad to find that the death list got longer. Along with Luna and Padme, there was Ashley Malfoy-Snape, Bill Weasley, Lavender Brown, Professor Sprout, Susan Bones, and a few other younger students. Many people weeped for their lost loved ones, others were too numb, or too worried about the duel to let it set in.
"Hermione?" Draco asked, clutching her hand in his.
"Yeah?" Hermione asked, she knew what was coming, and it made her want to cry.
"I know what my prophecy means now." Draco said, looking at her to confirm that they were both on the same page. Hermione was openly crying now. "Hermione you know I have to, this was the reason I was born."
"I know," Hermione managed through sobs, she knew this was the only way. "I just wish I didn't have to lose you."
"Hermione?" Draco asked, hugging her close. She nodded into his chest, crying harder now. "Will you promise me something?" She nodded again, and Draco continued. "Will you promise me that you will not push love away, that you will allow yourself to fall in love again. Because you deserve it Hermione, you deserve the best."
"I promise." Hermione said, her crying ending long enough so that she could pick her head up off his chest and give him their final kiss.
"I'll be watching over you, Hermione." Draco said.
"I love you Draco." Hermione sobbed, holding onto him one last time.
"I love you too." Draco whispered, and let her go, to go face his fate. And when Harry slipped up in his stance and Voldemort fired the killing curse, Draco was there, in time, to jump in front of Harry. Harry took those extra seconds that Draco gave him to finish of Voldemort.
You would think that there would be celebrations that night, and there were, but most of the world mourned the death of some of the best witches and wizards that the Wizarding World had seen in sometime. The final list of the deceased was:
Luna Lovegood
Neville Longbottom
Ashley Malfoy-Snape
Emma Malfoy-Snape
Draco Malfoy-Snape
Padme Patil
Susan Bones
Lavender Brown
Bill Weasley
Ron Weasley
All First class order of Merlin.
The End.
