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Harry looked at the body's around him. Bodies of fellow Aurors, Ron, Wood laid before him. Dead. 

He bit back his tears, he needed to find him. To find his Draco. He knew he should have resisted. Insisted that Malfoy did not come despite his wishes, but he gave in anyway. He couldn't resist the blond no matter how long he tried. He ran, desperately scanning the field. Harry pleaded in his head, the world has taken too much from him, please not his Draco. He couldn't lose him now. They had already wasted enough years distracting each other from their feelings, that soon surfaced since the Ministry has placed the young Malfoy in Harry's team. He was assigned as a double certified wizard. His team needed a new Healer Auror and Malfoy just got his certification just in time. He kept on running, each moment adding a weight in his chest. The blond should be easy to spot, he was wearing a navy blue auror robes with his bright blond hair for merlins sake. Where the fuck is he?

He was frantic looking for him, until he saw Nott, looking at him with horror on his face, rocking back on forth. He was holding someone, his mouth was open as if he wanted to scream but couldn't. No. No, it wasn't his Draco. No it couldn't be. 

"H-harry...." Nott whimpered, the words barely coming out of his trembling lips. Harry walked to them, stealing the body from Notts hand carefully. 

"Come on, Dray. We got the Magistrate, we can go home now. Teddy is waiting for his favorite Dada. I got him treats we need to give it to him still...Dray come on" he begged as tears rolled down his eyes 

"L-lo.....ve" Draco's weak voice came out though barely audible, but it was enough for Harry. Draco was alive, he was still alive. 

"I...love...." Draco tried to say, tried to complete his words as he tried to cup the man's cheek tainted with a streaks of his tears, but his strength was slipping. He almost reached his cheek, but the world had to be cruel to him, it felt like the world was mocking Draco Malfoy. With the fall of his hand, he breathed his last breath and gave Harry a small smile as he succumbed to the light. 

"Draco....D-D-Draco...." Harry began as he cried, his tears was falling now, but he didn't care.  He felt his control of magic, slipping through. Hermione warned him of his control of his magic, that once it slips he won't be able to gain control once more. He looked once more at Draco's body lifeless and let out an agonizing scream. His body was engulfed in a black dome, with one more scream his magic burst, killing everything in its path. He felt himself slipping, feeling his body grow numb. He couldn't feel his injuries which gave his body a phenomenon of feeling like he was stung by a million needles all at the same time. 

"Harry Potter" a rough voice called. He opened his eyes and saw a dark hooded figure look at him 

"Who are you?"

"My identity has been called different names, forgive me for not knowing how to introduce myself to you, Chosen One" 

"What are you?"

"I am merely an entity that serves as a bridge from your world to the underworld. Some has called me the Grim Reaper, some the Angel of Death, some even calls me Hades"

"Y-....You serve as a connection from the living world to death right? Can you bring someone back?" Harry said remembering Draco's death 

"I do posses that ability, however, I must inform you that everything comes with a price" Death smiles softly under his hood 

"I will pay your price! Bring him back to me" Harry demands, rather desperately 

"Very well....I hope you do not regret your choice Harry James Potter" that was all he heard until he heard a loud bang 

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"The chosen one is dead" He heard a familiar voice utter. "Draco, come" he heard the older Malfoy call out. He was back, Death abided to his request. Just like in his last life, he jumped out of Hagrids arms and shouted 

"DRACO! STAY!" Harry said as he shot spells at Voldemort and the older Malfoy. Despite the confused stares of the Hogwarts students, they soon joined the fight. Molly like before has slain Bellatrix. And just like before the students fought back and pushed the countless Death Eaters away from Hogwarts. Everything was the same, just as Harry remembers. Except Draco was fighting with him. Not against him.

Ron and Hermione was fighting side by side, casting spells faster than anyone. They looked to their side and saw a first year trembling in fear at the sight of a death eater slowly treading through the debris in their direction. Hermione widened her eyes and ran to the kid. "Fuck, Gemma duck!" she shouted seeing the green hue of the spell headed towards the younger student. Hermione closed her eyes, she couldn't bear to see someone that young dying in front of her. "Granger! Open your eyes! We are at war! Fucking Gryffindors" A familiar voice muttered, shaking her shoulders. "Nott got her, Nott got Gemma. The Slytherins are taking the younger students to the dungeons, we are all spread out at the moment so stop getting distracted before you get bloody killed." The Italian said as he casted protective spells around them, wandlessly healing the superficial wounds of the girl in front of her. 

"Weasley! Take your girlfriend! I healed her wounds already, but take her to the Great Hall anyways when you can. Pomfrey's there already" Zabini yelled shoving the muggleborn to the red haired boy. Ron only gave him a nod and a smile before apparating to the Great Hall. Zabini continued searching the halls of Hogwarts for any more strays, healing the ones fighting as best as he could as he marched through the halls. "Blaise Zabini." The boy stopped once he heard the voice and sighed as he turned his body to face the one who called him. 

"Seems like you're still alive, father" the boy scoffed at the man. The man looked at him in amusement and spoke with venom in his voice. "I knew I shouldn't have left you with your foolish mother. I would have taken you with me if I've known you were being raised as a little disappointment by that whore" Blaise looks at him struggling to pull back the anger trying to come out. He was not gonna be a murderer, no matter how much the other person deserved it. No. His mother had raised him better than that. He waved his wand and muttered a spell under his breath. Before the man could even  take a step forward to his son, he was laying on the ground with cuts all over his body. "You should thank your favourite friend for that spell, father" Blaise said as he smirked and ran to the foyer. There he saw the whole lot of students fighting with the Chosen One, he had to hold back a laugh seeing his best mate fighting along side the so called "rival". Before jumping in with them as he healed the others in close proximity, he made a mental note to tease the blonde about this after it was all over. 

"Blaise! Glad to see you joining us" Malfoy quipped as he shoots a Sectumsempra at Dolohov. "Yes, well I cannot leave my house's princess to fight for himself you know" Blaise chuckles, shooting a Depulso at a death eater behind the Malfoy heir. The latter just showed him a finger before the continued fighting. The two boys working in perfect harmony. Blaise was now back to back with Draco, he froze as his left arm started to send him a signal. The rune he had drawn on him and Theo to connect their arms sensitivity as a signal of the person who triggers the rune needing help was burning his arm. "I need to go, Princess. Theo...he needs help" Blaise hesitated before he disconnects from the synergy Draco and him had made. 

"Go. The future needs to be protected mon nounours" Draco smiles at him briefly before continuing the fight with Rowle and Rookwood. Blaise nodded and apparated away to the location of the Slytherin common rooms where the younger years of all houses were kept. 

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 Harry spots Draco near him, as he shoots a killing curse at the monster in front of him. It was over, he killed him. Voldemort is dead. He just needs to clean up his deluded followers. He moved closer to Draco. "Scared, Malfoy?" Harry says as he smiled at the blonde boy. Draco scoffs as he answers. "You wish, Potter"

Harry shot one last expelliarmus and finally killed the last Death Eater in the grounds of Hogwarts, signaling the end of the fight. He smiled triumphally, turning around. "Draco, we-" he stopped himself seeing Narcissa clutching her sons dead body, she finally let out a desperate scream. This wasn't suppose to happen....Draco was supposed to live with him.....They were gonna build their life in the outskirts of Paris, just as they promised before....what is going on?

He looked up and saw Death smile at him. "You only asked for your lover to be brought back, you never said for how long. Didn't you listen to your elders, Mr. Potter? Be careful of what you wish for" Death said menacingly and disappeared once he saw the look of despair in the boy. Harry let out a laugh in disbelief, he did all of that for nothing? He looked at Draco in Narcissa's arms, walking to them, until he heard a loud bang

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