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A War's End
Hi! Im new to this but but this has been running in my head for many days now! I just GOTTA get it out!!! Ideas have been stabbing me with their potency and I hope this will be good. Well on with the story then… I don’t own anything That JK Rowing created… I have no monies please don’t sue, this is merely for fun! :3
1: A War’s End…
It was finally over… All the struggle and strife has come to an end. At least it has for Harry Potter and his companions. But for one young man it was just the beginning. Harry defeated Lord Voldemort. In the end it was kind of ironic, but what’s done is done. After the fighting stopped, the remaining Aurors and Teachers rounded up the last of the living Death Eaters to be taken to Azkaban.
Draco Malfoy lay on the ground feeling spiritually defeated. He stared blindly at the starless sky ignoring all of the commotion. His heart hammered in his chest. What will happen now? How will he go on, for both he and his parents are Death Eaters? Will He be taken to Azkaban? Fear shrouded his senses. ‘No… I didn’t do anything wrong really…I was too much of a coward.’
He heard someone approach but he wouldn’t give them the time of day and look to
see who it was. They stopped at his side and nudged him with their foot. Probably to check and see if he were still alive, he didn’t respond. The person kicked him this time and pain soared through his right side. “That was uncalled for.” His voice cracked and he tried to keep his cool.
They bent low over him and stared at him in the eyes. Draco’s cool gray eyes glared at Ronald Weasley’s angry green ones. “Get up Malfoy… You are going to prison like the rest of the bloody Death Eaters. Get off your ass Malfoy, let’s go…” Draco sighed as his fear was confirmed. He is going to prison. He sneered at Weasley and sat up.
“Whatever…” He said but didn’t move. Weasley grabbed Draco’s wrists and all but Imperiused him to get him to move. Reluctantly, Draco followed Weasley due to the bruising grip he had on Draco’s right forearm. Ron dragged him to a group of people in front of the entrance hall. The small group consisted of Death Eaters sitting on the ground and Aurors guarding them. Weasley unceremoniously shoved Draco into the group in which he tripped and landed in his mother’s arms.
“Draco! Thank the god’s that you’re alive…” She stroked the longish white blonde locks from Draco’s eyes and smiled sadly. He sat up and looked around. Goyle was thrown in too. His father, Lucius, sat a few feet away looking disheveled, His platinum hair strewn about in his face. Lucius looked up and met Draco’s eyes, then sharply looked away. He seemed disappointed and livid at the same time.
Draco was supposed to capture Harry Potter in the Room of Requirement but had failed again due to Crabbe ignoring orders and killed his self and almost the others with a fire curse of which he could not control. ‘He always was a dim whit.’
He stared blankly for what seemed like hours. It has not set in it seems, that he is going to Azkaban. He will probably die there, but he did not care any more. He just didn’t care… He felt numb. All the damage has been done. He couldn’t run from his fears any more. He looked down when something warm and wet hit his wrist. ‘Is it raining?’ He looked up at the cloudless sky his brows furrowing in confusion. Again something warm and wet trickled down his neck below his collar. He lifted a hand and touched his damp cheek. Draco scowled, ‘Tears? Am I so afraid that I’m crying? Or is it shame?’
***
Harry watched the small group of Death Eaters cautiously. A mediwitch looked him over for injuries and confirmed him healthy. People gathered around him to congratulate him in defeating Voldemort. But he didn’t care. He wished that they’d just leave him alone. He watched the group silently until he spotted Ron dragging Malfoy over to the group. Malfoy had a pained expression on his face. But Harry didn’t think that he knew it. He saw Lucius look away quickly with contempt. Draco sat quietly for a while. He was beginning to get boring to watch but Harry couldn’t take his eyes away.
He watched as Malfoy examined his hand, the sky and then his cheek. Harry’s heart wrenched as he realized Malfoy is crying. Harry approached the group and knelt before Malfoy. He sneered at Harry, but it was easily brushed off. ‘What am I doing?’ he examined Malfoy’s face for what seemed like minutes.
A stray tear escaped his left eye and without thinking, in his compassion, he reached out his right hand and put his palm to Draco’s cheek to brush the tear away. Draco almost leaned into the touch and thought better of it. “Don’t touch me Potter. How dare you.” Draco glared daggers at Potter, but he seemed unaffected.
“Draco… I am going to do whatever I can to keep you from going to Azkaban. I know you’ve done no real wrong. I-”
“I don’t care what you think… I don’t need help from you! Don’t ever come near me again.” He growled, feeling so angry it felt as if he’d be torn apart. Harry stood and caught Narcissa’s pleading eyes. They communicated silently for a moment and he walked away. After an hour or so Harry watched all the prisoners get taken away.
***
Well that’s it for this Chappie… I know it’s short but hopefully it will get the plot bunnies moving! Please let me know your thoughts! Im still new to this mess but I have a few good Ideas, I hope you all enjoy!!
1: A War’s End…
It was finally over… All the struggle and strife has come to an end. At least it has for Harry Potter and his companions. But for one young man it was just the beginning. Harry defeated Lord Voldemort. In the end it was kind of ironic, but what’s done is done. After the fighting stopped, the remaining Aurors and Teachers rounded up the last of the living Death Eaters to be taken to Azkaban.
Draco Malfoy lay on the ground feeling spiritually defeated. He stared blindly at the starless sky ignoring all of the commotion. His heart hammered in his chest. What will happen now? How will he go on, for both he and his parents are Death Eaters? Will He be taken to Azkaban? Fear shrouded his senses. ‘No… I didn’t do anything wrong really…I was too much of a coward.’
He heard someone approach but he wouldn’t give them the time of day and look to
see who it was. They stopped at his side and nudged him with their foot. Probably to check and see if he were still alive, he didn’t respond. The person kicked him this time and pain soared through his right side. “That was uncalled for.” His voice cracked and he tried to keep his cool.
They bent low over him and stared at him in the eyes. Draco’s cool gray eyes glared at Ronald Weasley’s angry green ones. “Get up Malfoy… You are going to prison like the rest of the bloody Death Eaters. Get off your ass Malfoy, let’s go…” Draco sighed as his fear was confirmed. He is going to prison. He sneered at Weasley and sat up.
“Whatever…” He said but didn’t move. Weasley grabbed Draco’s wrists and all but Imperiused him to get him to move. Reluctantly, Draco followed Weasley due to the bruising grip he had on Draco’s right forearm. Ron dragged him to a group of people in front of the entrance hall. The small group consisted of Death Eaters sitting on the ground and Aurors guarding them. Weasley unceremoniously shoved Draco into the group in which he tripped and landed in his mother’s arms.
“Draco! Thank the god’s that you’re alive…” She stroked the longish white blonde locks from Draco’s eyes and smiled sadly. He sat up and looked around. Goyle was thrown in too. His father, Lucius, sat a few feet away looking disheveled, His platinum hair strewn about in his face. Lucius looked up and met Draco’s eyes, then sharply looked away. He seemed disappointed and livid at the same time.
Draco was supposed to capture Harry Potter in the Room of Requirement but had failed again due to Crabbe ignoring orders and killed his self and almost the others with a fire curse of which he could not control. ‘He always was a dim whit.’
He stared blankly for what seemed like hours. It has not set in it seems, that he is going to Azkaban. He will probably die there, but he did not care any more. He just didn’t care… He felt numb. All the damage has been done. He couldn’t run from his fears any more. He looked down when something warm and wet hit his wrist. ‘Is it raining?’ He looked up at the cloudless sky his brows furrowing in confusion. Again something warm and wet trickled down his neck below his collar. He lifted a hand and touched his damp cheek. Draco scowled, ‘Tears? Am I so afraid that I’m crying? Or is it shame?’
***
Harry watched the small group of Death Eaters cautiously. A mediwitch looked him over for injuries and confirmed him healthy. People gathered around him to congratulate him in defeating Voldemort. But he didn’t care. He wished that they’d just leave him alone. He watched the group silently until he spotted Ron dragging Malfoy over to the group. Malfoy had a pained expression on his face. But Harry didn’t think that he knew it. He saw Lucius look away quickly with contempt. Draco sat quietly for a while. He was beginning to get boring to watch but Harry couldn’t take his eyes away.
He watched as Malfoy examined his hand, the sky and then his cheek. Harry’s heart wrenched as he realized Malfoy is crying. Harry approached the group and knelt before Malfoy. He sneered at Harry, but it was easily brushed off. ‘What am I doing?’ he examined Malfoy’s face for what seemed like minutes.
A stray tear escaped his left eye and without thinking, in his compassion, he reached out his right hand and put his palm to Draco’s cheek to brush the tear away. Draco almost leaned into the touch and thought better of it. “Don’t touch me Potter. How dare you.” Draco glared daggers at Potter, but he seemed unaffected.
“Draco… I am going to do whatever I can to keep you from going to Azkaban. I know you’ve done no real wrong. I-”
“I don’t care what you think… I don’t need help from you! Don’t ever come near me again.” He growled, feeling so angry it felt as if he’d be torn apart. Harry stood and caught Narcissa’s pleading eyes. They communicated silently for a moment and he walked away. After an hour or so Harry watched all the prisoners get taken away.
***
Well that’s it for this Chappie… I know it’s short but hopefully it will get the plot bunnies moving! Please let me know your thoughts! Im still new to this mess but I have a few good Ideas, I hope you all enjoy!!