Draco Malfoy's Famous Last Words

EVELYN'S P.O.V.

Ginny and I use one of the secret passageways Harry had shown her last year to get back to the Room of Requirement. Unfortunately, this only takes us up a few floors, leaving us one short. I lean out from behind the tapestry and peer back and forth down either side of the hallway. The area appears empty. We have a clear view of the stairs.

"Okay," I whisper, "Let's go now before someone shows up."

"All right," she replies.

I creep out from behind the tapestry, Ginny following close in suit. We reach the stairs and are halfway to our destination floor when we hear a male voice shout behind us.

"That's her, isn't it?" it yells.

Quickly, I turn around to see who is inquiring about us. It is two teenage boys, just a few years younger than myself, clothed in the traditional Death Eater robes. Obviously, there is some sort of search warrant out for me.

Oh crap, Draco's got them all looking for me.

"Yeah it is her!" the other boy shouts enthusiastically to his companion, "My Queen! Come with us! We'll take you to the Dark Lord!"

I almost go with them. Though luckily, I take the time to spare a glance at Ginny, who is utterly confused, a look of sheer terror plastered across her face. Her expression snaps me out of my irrational desire.

"What are they talking about, Evie?" she whispers.

"I'll tell you in a while," I promise, "For now, we need to get away from them."

She nods, and I grab her sleeve, pulling her up the staircase. She nearly trips, throwing us both off balance. I pull her to her feet and continue to run. I can hear the loud footsteps of the two boys as they race after us.

"Stop! My Queen!" one hollers after me.

I don't stop. But I want to. My eyes, Draco’s eyes, burn.

Ginny and I reach the top of the staircase and break into a dead sprint down the hallway. There is a large pile of debris in our way, blocking us from the Room of Requirement.

"No, no, NO!" I scream.

"What are we going to do?" Ginny shrieks, glancing over her shoulder at the two boys coming down the hallway after us.

"Ginny, stand back," I order.

"Why? What are you going to do?"

"I'll explain everything in a minute, but for right now, I need you to move. Please," I beg her.

She reluctantly complies and steps back from the wall of debris. I put my hands up and let my newly acquired powers surge through my body. I feel my arms go rigid and know my plan will work.

"Evelyn, hurry up! They're coming!"

Her outburst breaks my concentration. I glance over my shoulder at the boys. They are halfway down the hall now, wands extended in front of them. I turn back to the wall and scream.

It explodes, knocking debris away from us and onto a crowd of men on the other side. I recognize a lock of blonde hair among them.

"Draco?" I holler.

"Oh no you don't! He can't see you!" Ginny yells, "We've got to get out of here!"

I begin running over to Draco. Crabbe and Goyle are with him, knocked down from the explosion. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Percy, and Fred are there too. It takes all of Ginny's strength to hold me back.

"But Harry's there!" I protest.

"I know! But we can't let Draco see you! He'll take you back to the Dark side!" she shouts, jerking me away.

Ginny leads me around the debris quickly, before everyone regains consciousness. I sigh, longing to stay with Draco, though I know that I can't. But I want to. I need to.

I don't know what I have done. I simply followed my instincts. I wouldn't find out for hours that I had single handedly caused the explosion that killed Vincent Crabbe and Fred Weasley. How relieved I would feel, I thought that I had killed them all. I knew at that instant who I really was.

I'd been lying to the world, including myself.

I wanted to make things right for myself, for those I loved.

I would assume the duty that had been thrust upon me.

Seeing Draco lying amongst the debris, wounded and bleeding, had helped me to make the smartest decision I'd ever made.

I'm going back, I'm going to raise my son properly, and I'm going to be Evelyn Delilah Malfoy.