Never Forget Me

Never Forget Me

Draco Malfoy looked coldly into the eyes of his nemesis…the one who corrupted his father and slashed his family into a million pieces. His pale hurricane eyes narrowed as he drew his wand.

I’m going to make sure you never forget me...

Voldemort pulled his serpentine lips back into a grimace of amusement as he looked at his young challenger. “Young Malfoy, do you really wish to challenge me and lose your life?”

Draco snarled at him and pointed his wand in hatred. “Because of you I have nothing to live for, you killed my family and friends, and in your attempt to get to me for my betrayal, you took half your followers with you. If anyone is going to die on this battlefield tonight you bastard it’s going to be you.”

Going thru the struggles everyday on this pavement
And every hood I see them doing the same
there’s a lot of haters that don’t want me to make it
all I want is for you to remember my name

Voldemort laughed cruelly and without a word or movement of warning, he struck. “CRUCIO!”

Draco fell to the ground in agony, writhing in pain as a thousand white hot knives stabbed him all over his body, as the pain of a million bees stinging his body overcame him, as the venom from a thousand vipers flowed through his veins. And just as he thought he would sink into the crushing black depths of oblivion, it stopped. Draco lay there and panted for a few seconds before he was back on his feet. “Asshole! You’ll have to do better than that to break me!” His eyes were pools of silver lava, glowing bright with the hate of a thousand men. His lips curled into half snarl half smirk as he threw his first curse, catching Voldemort unaware. “I’ll make sure my name is branded on your soul as the one who finally wiped away your worthless life!”

So that you never forget me
So that you never forget me
So that you never forget me
So that you never forget me


Voldemort dodged the green light that shot out from Draco’s wand laughing. “Well it seems that reason isn’t going to be the way to deal with you Draco. I wish I didn’t have to resort to this,” he said in a voice that promised he was indeed waiting for this moment, “But I see now I’m going to have to show you the beautiful young treasure I picked up on the battlefield.” Draco’s eyes went wide with horror as Voldemort held up his trump card. His beautiful Hermione dangled precariously in his grip by her hair, her blank and lifeless eyes staring right into Draco’s very alive ones. To his horror, Voldemort pointed his wand at Hermione and re-enervated her. He closed his eyes briefly in regret that he didn’t check her over more thoroughly when he came across her fallen body moments before he faced the Snake Bastard himself. Hermione’s eyes suddenly went wide and bright when she saw him.

“Draco!” She attempted to wriggle her way out of the person’s grip.

“Now now Miss Granger.” Voldemort adjusted his grip on her to her arm. “You will see young Draco soon enough.” He laughed evilly. “In the afterlife! AVADA KEDAVRA!” The green light jetted out of his wand as Draco leaped for her life. Time stood still as Hermione wrenched out of his grasp and ducked the spell with only millimeters to spare. A small cut on her arm appeared where the spell had grazed her. She landed hard on her knees but quickly got to her feet and ran like hell towards Draco. She nearly knocked him over with her momentum but he quickly right himself with his arm wrapped securely around her middle, his wand still drawn. Voldemort stood in shock as he now faced two very angry teenagers.


My reputation is solid and my street credits unpolished you all
known as a little boss hawk in the hood boy in my hood I’m a superstar
niggaz in the pen trying to hold a nigga down but i put in my work in check it check it

Draco smirked as he saw the look of dawning horror on Voldemort’s face as his energy and Hermione’s merged to form a sphere of pure white light encircling them. Then as quickly as it appeared, it vanished, leaving them to face Voldemort on their own. “They’re protecting us,” Hermione breathed. Sure enough the dissipated white light began to change into the echoes of all the dead on the battlefield. Ghosts rose up from the bodies and stood up to challenge Voldemort. Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and all his siblings and parents, Mad-Eye Moody, Nymphadora Tonks, Minerva McGonagall, Remus Lupin, many Gryffindors, Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs, and then, slowly, the Slytherins began to emerge. A very alive Blaise Zabini took off his mask and threw it down at Voldemort’s feet, as did Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, Pansy Parkinson, and Theodore Nott. One by one they walked over to stand next to Draco and Hermione. As all the now former death eaters plus two pointed their wands against Voldemort, the ghosts floated over to Voldemort, whispering obscenities and promises of vengeance in the afterlife. With a howl of rage, Voldemort threw a curse and hence the battle began.

nah these niggaz respect it knowing I’m the wrong one they wanna mess with
from the gutter wit my brothers doing these ghetto streets they don’t love us
letting these undercovers these mother fuckers doing everything they trying to bust us
Jets of light every color of the rainbow flew from every wand as the survivors ducked and dodged the increasingly frantic spells of Voldemort. As he threw a spell at Voldemort, Draco grabbed Hermione by the hand and pulled her close so he could speak in her ear. “You know that I have always loved you,” He whispered as they ducked another curse. She swung around with a gentle smile on her face.

“Of course I have Draco.” Her eyes went soft and warm, a complete juxtaposition from the cold darkness of the weary battlefield. His eyes turned dark and fiery as he pulled her to him, searching her deeply. She gazed gently back and as the curses flew around them, he firmly jerked her face up to meet his and caught her mouth in a searing kiss. The chaos continued but they paid no attention, the only thing mattering to them at that moment in time being each other. Blaise Zabini looked up from his duel and wolf whistled as he saw the most unlikely pair locked in a tight embrace. Suddenly remembering where they were, Draco and Hermione pulled quickly apart and continued to battle. Between curses flying at them and ducking them, they laughed and enjoyed the chase, stealing quick kisses in between duels. Then, the final duel came. Draco once again found himself staring into the eyes of the Dark Lord himself.

“Going to kill me are you Draco?” Voldemort said with a sneer, as he doubled over and coughed. The cough quickly became a chuckle as he said, “You can’t kill me. I am immortal.”

Draco smirked. “Actually, Harry took care of that part. Your horcruxes are all destroyed. It’s just a shame he couldn’t have been the one to finish you off. He is the one who deserved to do it.” Draco’s lips curled up into a draconian snarl. “But since you took away his right to do it, I guess that task lies with me now. I hope you never forget Harry or me. I hope that when your black soul reaches the ninth realm of Hell that both our names are written right on your mangled spirit in blood and flame for all eternity! NEVER FORGET ME ASSHOLE! AVADA KEDAVRA!”

but these suckaz know they cant touch us they envy deep in their hearts
if they eva try to rush us nigga they know we gone rip em apart
niggaz go hard from the start nigga this nina ross is my body guard
fuck with mine n ill charge lil crazy ass nigga at large
pulling cards on these lame niggas ill never let go of my heart
yea stand up man on his feet lil layzies bone and them 3...memba me

The tall figure of Voldemort looked at the vengeful archangel sent to end his realm of terror as the green light hit him square in the chest. And as the light of life finally left his twisted and magically mangled body, he realized that no man could ever truly be immortal. His once powerful and nearly invincible body suddenly became as frail as a small flower blooming too early in the spring, only to be ripped apart by a brutal snowstorm. And yet a small sense of relief went through the former Dark Lord as he embraced the darkness. So this is what I’ve been so afraid of, was the last thought to cross Tom Riddle’s mind. And it isn’t so bad. Then the darkness went out of Tom Riddle forever.

Draco still stood there, wand raised, blonde bangs flying wildly around his face in the dying wind as the once great Voldemort lay dead at his feet. His hair calmed and his eyes returned to the pale silver they always were. He pointed his wand at the earth next to Tom Riddle’s corpse and made a grave. Then he levitated the broken body gently into the hole and re-covered it. Hermione walked over to him and gently wrapped her arms around his waist. She laid her head on his shoulder, tears in her eyes as the ghosts dissipated whispering their final farewells. Draco reached out and touched his mother’s ghostly hand as she smiled at him, saying how much she loved him as she too faded away in the spiritual mist. A single tear fell from his molten eyes as he watched his mother fade away for the final time. “I love you too, mum.” He breathed. All the death eaters turned traitor started emerging out of the mist, walking over to Draco. They all stood together in a circle of grief as they buried the dead together, blood not meaning a thing. Muggleborn Hermione stood in the center of the Slytherins with Draco at her side, grieving heavily as she tenderly closed the eyes of Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. She brushed their cheeks gently and kissed the tops of their heads as Draco buried them in the earth, the muggle way. A single ray of sunlight began to make its way over the horizon. As the survivors watched the dawn, they knew it signified the rebirth of the era of light, the sun was finally free to shine over the wizarding world once again.


Going thru the struggles everyday on this pavement
n every hood i see em doin the same
theres alot of haters that dont want me to make it
all i want is for you to remember my name
So that you never forget me
So that you never forget me
So that you never forget me
So that you never forget me

The song sounds very ghettoish but I when I heard the lyrics I thought about Draco Malfoy and all the internal struggles I’m sure he has had about becoming a death eater. To me he was never evil, and to me I really don’t think he ever liked Voldemort.

Song by Bone Thugs n Harmony feat. Akon