Harry and I went on to kick some arse.

Firstly, as luck would have it, my old rat came down into the cellar and killed himself with his own fucking hand.

"You were a shit pet anyway!" I roared in his ugly face as I snatched his wand from his dead fingers.

We made our way back up to the drawing room ninja style.

"So we get the sword, and we get Hermione, and then we get the fuck out of here," Harry reiterated the plan to me as if I didn't already fucking know. It was my fucking plan.

"Expelliarmus!" I roared, jumping into the room like a fucking power ranger.

I pointed my rats wand at that bitch Bellatrix, and hers flew into the air as Harry dived forwards and caught it in his hand.

My god we were fucking awesome.

Jets of light flew from every direction as Harry and I started duelling with my future in laws.

"STOP OR THE MUDBLOOD DIES!"

Draco's bloody aunt had a dagger held to Hermione's throat.

Fuck, this wasn't in the plan.

I looked desperately over to Draco who had been cowering over by the fireplace, trying to stay out of things. His eyes met mine but the look of apprehension on his face told me he had nothing up his sleeve.

"Drop your wands," Bellatrix barked. "Drop them or we'll see exactly how filthy her blood is!"

And just to prove what a crazy bitch she really is, she pressed the blade into Hermione's throat causing beads of blood to appear.

Harry and I didn't hesitate to let our wands clutter to the ground, holding our hands up as we did so.

"Good!" She leered. "Draco, pick them up! And when you've done that you can give the Dark Lord a call. Potter's death finally approaches!"

Draco nodded and hesitantly strode towards us, getting the wand at Harry's feet first before approaching me.

He gave me an apologetic look as he crouched down in front of me, picking up the wand with shaking white fingers.

"Please don't," I mouthed.

"I'm sorry," he mouthed back, his face looking utterly pained.

Frustration tore at me as he stood up and walked away back to his parents.

"Now call him!" Bellatrix ordered, glaring at her nephew. "Be a good boy and call the Dark Lord, Draco."

But Draco hesitated, his eyes darting nervously towards mine. I could tell he was torn - torn between doing what he was told and protecting us.

I gave him the merest of nods letting him know it was okay. I was pretty confident we'd find a way out of this mess. Besides, there was still another term of Hogwarts left until the end of the school year.

And then, as Draco lifted his left sleeve and pressed his wand upon his arm, all sorts of crazy shit happened.

Dobby let the fucking chandelier drop down on our heads.

I ended up face planting the floor as glass smashed down all around me. Shouts filled the room but I couldn't see what was going on as I kept my head down to protect it from the raining glass.

And then I felt a hand grapple at my arm, trying to pull me up. When I lifted my head, I was shocked to see it was Draco - his face covered in blood where the glass had cut him.

"Shit, Ronnie, are you okay?" He asked, his eyes looking over me frantically as he helped me to my feet.

"No - a chandelier just fucking fell on my head!" I spluttered, spitting bits of glass out of my mouth.

I looked over to where he had been stood - it seemed both his parents and his aunt had been knocked out cold.

"You need to get away from here, fast." Draco hissed furiously. "He'll be here any second." He paused, looking pained, and then pulled me to him slightly closer. "I'm so sorry, Ronnie. I wish I could have done more."

"You have," I assured him, "Draco, you sent us Dobby. Thank you."

Our eyes lingered on one another and I had to fight the urge to kiss him. It probably wasn't the time or place.

Harry came puffing up besides us, laden down with Hermione, the sword and the goblin - and looking extremely disgruntled.

"A little help if you don't mind, Ronnie!" He snarled, eyeing Draco with disgust. "We don't really have time here to play catch up with your boyfriend. Who, by the way, just called You-Know-Who on us!"

"He wasn't given much choice, Harry!" I spat as I caught the goblin and the sword that he tossed at me.

What the fuck Harry wanted with a goblin was beyond my comprehension.

"Oh, and I think I'll take these, too," Harry said, snatching the wands out of Draco's hand as if we were simply on some kind of fucking shopping spree.

Draco just looked on stunned as Harry whistled over for Dobby.

"Ready when you are, mate!" Harry called as Dobby came waddling over.

At this point, Bellatrix decided to get up off the floor, letting out a strangled cry as she looked at us with wild, manic eyes.

"Oh shit, better dash!" I said, smiling apologetically at Draco as I grabbed Harry's arm.

The last thing I saw was Draco's pained face just as the room twisted before my eyes. And the last thing I heard was Bellatrix's frustrated scream just as it was swallowed up into silence.

I didn't see the dagger flying through the air towards us. And I didn't hear the sickening thud as it plunged into flesh and bone.

All in all, it wasn't the best trip.

But at least I got to see Draco again.

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