Draco stood by and watch the battle playing before him. He stared at the faces of his old classmates and professors covered in dust and brushed. Fighting relentlessly for everyone willing to save a world that once accepted freedom and respect. Some values that the Malfoy boy did not start to appraise until he was in the hands of the Dark Lord. The most he fought for that loathsome monster the more he lost, Draco’s free will had become something from the past. Maybe, in all honesty, had never existed. His parents had tough him since his birth what was ‘right’ and what was ‘wrong’ in their terms, with no room for doubt or questioning, and now, at this exact moment, he had to run away just to prove once that he was no more than a coward without the capacity of decision.
His mother put her hand on the shoulder of the seventeen-year-old, ‘we have to go Draco, this is not our cause to fight’
His father avoided his son’s face, he was embarrassed by the pain and suffering he had made his son go through all of these years. He looked down holding hands with his wife and said ‘Yes, Draco we have to escape. We should not be here”.
Draco looked askance one last time at the battlefield. The Weasleys, Granger, and even Potter had lost in some way or another. It never had been ‘him against the world’, but all those people he came to hate in his childhood, now were all on the same page: striving for a world in which they could live in peace and with their own ideals, not imposed ones. He squeezed her eyes shut and move away from his parent's touch and declared.
‘Father, Mother. It is my turn to choose, not yours, and I am going to help the school to fight until that bastard is killed. I don’t care what do you think. I am tired of being obedient, I just need to be myself’
His mother teared up in his husband’s shoulder. Lucius still shying away from his son’s look said
‘Follow your lead then, son, but I just hope you understand what you are doing’
‘Father, for the first time in seventeen years. I know exactly what I am doing’
He turned around and appeared on the battlefield, for the first time, in his own terms.