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In The Light
“Fetch the mudblood”
Draco winced at his aunt’s command, then he gave a single nod. He walked towards stairs, then headed down to the cell.
He closed his eyes for a moment, then he waved his hand over the lock and pushed the door open.
“MALFOY!” Weasley snapped at him, but he ignored the red-head and instead looked over to where Hermione and Harry were stood, staring back at him.
“Bellatrix wants to…… talk to Granger” Draco said quietly “She thinks the mudblood knows something about the sword. Something that’s got her worried” He walked over and raised his wand “Come with me, Granger, or it will end badly”
“Don’t pretend she is just going to talk” Harry said in a firm voice “She’s going to torture her, Malfoy, isn’t she” Draco dropped his eyes, refusing to meet Harry’s gaze.
“You don’t understand, Potter. You don’t know……” He paused “If I don’t bring her back, if I try to resist, she’ll hurt us both – hurt us all” He looked up at Harry “I can’t refuse her” He waved his wand at Hermione “Come along, Granger” Hermione stared at him for a moment, then she turned to Harry.
“Have faith, Harry” She said quietly, then kissed him on his cheek, before turning and walking out of the cell. Draco glanced at Harry, who had a look of understanding look on his face, then followed Hermione out.
He turned, and waved his hand over the lock, then walked up behind Hermione.
“Give me your hand” He said quietly.
“I didn’t think I was your type” She replied drily, then she held out her left hand.
“Very droll” He rolled his eyes, then he took her hand and closed his eyes “Encana mutuana dumiva procoana”
Hermione felt a burst of warmth flow through her, then fade.
“I can’t promise it won’t hurt, but it should shield you from the worst of it” He said softly.
“Why?” She asked.
“Because he loves you, and if you were to suffer, or die, it would destroy him” He replied. Hermione stared at him, then nodded.
“You are a good man, Draco”
“If I were a good man, I would get you all out of here” He said sadly, then he raised his wand “Come along, Granger. My aunt is waiting”
xoxox
Harry closed his eyes as Hermione’s screams came from above. He could hear Ron’s anguished cries, but he knew that he had to remain focused, and he knew – he trusted – Draco wouldn’t let them down.
“Harry Potter! We can go now!” Dobby’s voice came from behind him. He opened his eyes and turned to look at the elf.
“We have to get Hermione first” He said calmly.
“Yes, Harry Potter” Dobby nodded in agreement, then he reached out and took Harry and Ron’s hands, and a moment later they vanished.
xoxox
They reappeared on the other side of the cell door, and Harry gestured for them to make their way up the stairs.
When they reached the top, Harry looked across the chamber and saw Bellatrix standing over Hermione, her wand raised.
He nodded to Ron, and gestured for him to attack the dark witch. He raised his wand and pointed it at Draco, then he whispered “Three. Two. One. NOW!”
xoxox
Draco felt his wand fly out of his hand, and watched as his aunt flew backwards into the wall.
A moment later he saw Hermione float across the room, then The Sword of Gryffindor follow it. Turning, he resisted the urge to smile as he saw Harry and Ron emerge from the shadow of the stairs.
And as Ron caught Hermione in his arms, and The Sword flew into Harry’s left hand, Dobby appeared behind them.
“DIE MUDBLOODS!” Bellatrix yelled, pulling out a small silver dagger and flinging it at the group stood at the top of the stairs, but before it could reach them Dobby reached out and touched the back of their legs.
As they vanished in a swirl of light, Harry stared into his eyes.
xoxox
“Harry Potter……” Dobby collapsed on the beach they had jumped to, a small silver dagger sticking out of his chest. Harry knelt down next to him.
“Dobby……” He said, feeling helpless “I don’t…… I can’t……” He trailed off “I don’t know what to do”
“Then it’s a good job I’m here” A voice said next to him as Hermione knelt down next to him.
“You’re……” He said, then smiled “He saved you?”
“He saved me” She nodded “Now be quiet so I can save your friend”
Harry fell silent, and watched as Hermione’s hands became a blur, healing the elf that had saved their lives.