It was time for him to move. He dreaded for this to happen, for his mum and dad to call his name. 

   “Come Draco”, said Narcissa. ”Come.”

    He knew he had to, he had no choice. He couldn’t move. He stood there for a minute and turned to look at Hermione. She had a look in her eyes that said ‘Go on, I don’t want you to get hurt. I’ll be fine’. 

     He stepped forwards, down the stairs and to his mum and dad. 

     “I can’t leave you Hermione”, he whispered. He stopped a few meters away from Voldemort. 

     “Good job Drac-“

     “NO!”, he yelled. He turned around to face hermione.

      ”I CAN’T DO THIS. I CAN’T LEAVE YOU.” Tears started rolling down his cheek. “I can’t”.

      ”NO! DRACO NO!”, she screamed. Draco started to run the other direction, back to Hermione, back on her arms. Hermione was running towards him too. 

      ”Avada Kedavra.” Green lights flashed, screams were heard and Draco fell on the ground, eyes wide open. 

      ”No. No. No. Draco, not you. Don’t leave me”, Hermione cried on his cold body on the ground. His eyes didn’t see, his body didn’t feel, his ears didn’t hear, but she spoke to him.

        ”I love you. I was never ashamed of it.”

      he celebrated with his family, Hermione and Harry in The Burrow. They all sat down outside eating Mrs. Weasley’s special pie when Ginny and Hermione came out of the house with a cake signing Happy Birthday. 

      “Make a wish George”, said Ginny.

Tears rolled down his cheek and everyone looked at him. 

     ”I wish you could have been here to celebrate with us. Happy Birthday Freddie.”

He blew the candle, smiled and wiped the tears of his face.

      he celebrated with his family, Hermione and Harry in The Burrow. They all sat down outside eating Mrs. Weasley’s special pie when Ginny and Hermione came out of the house with a cake signing Happy Birthday. 

      “Make a wish George”, said Ginny.

Tears rolled down his cheek and everyone looked at him. 

     ”I wish you could have been here to celebrate with us. Happy Birthday Freddie.”

He blew the candle, smiled and wiped the tears of his face.

         When the war was over, the Weasley’s, Harry and Hermione returned to The Burrow. Everyone went up to their bedrooms except Mrs. Weasley. Harry took five steps up the stairs but turned back at the sight of Mrs. Weasley crying. Tears started falling from her eyes and rolled down her pinkish cheek. Harry stood next to her as they both stared at the Weasley clock. 8 hands pointed at ‘home’ except for one that broke off and was lying on the floor in front of the clock. Mrs. Weasley bent down, picked it up and cried with the broken piece clutched inside her hand. Harry hugged her tight, as she cried on his shoulder; they both did.

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         When the war was over, the Weasley’s, Harry and Hermione returned to The Burrow. Everyone went up to their bedrooms except Mrs. Weasley. Harry took five steps up the stairs but turned back at the sight of Mrs. Weasley crying. Tears started falling from her eyes and rolled down her pinkish cheek. Harry stood next to her as they both stared at the Weasley clock. 8 hands pointed at ‘home’ except for one that broke off and was lying on the floor in front of the clock. Mrs. Weasley bent down, picked it up and cried with the broken piece clutched in her hand. Harry hugged her tight, as she cried on his shoulder; they both did.

 He brought in some of his products for James and other students to get them away from the torture they called ‘exams’. As he was passing by a classroom, he heard Professor Mcgonagall giving two 3rd years, twins, a lesson. “Stop it you Bumbling, Babbling Band of Baboons!”. “Try saying that five times fast”, he whispered under his breath as he continued walking down the hallway with the thought of Fred saying those words.

When wondering around the school after class, he came across the Mirror of Erised. As he stood in front of it, it showed him; just him, exactly the way he was. Then, he remembered Dumbledore say:  ”The happiest man on earth would look into the mirror and see only himself, exactly how he is.”