As the final battle commences both Draco and Harry were forced onto the battle fields on opposite sides. Harry spots an Auror aiming for Draco and a green light hurdles towards. Harry runs to Draco and steps between Draco and the killing curse. He pulls Draco down and kisses him for one last time. Draco kisses him softly and caresses his face. Harry goes limp just as Draco pulls back.
"No. No, no, no, no, no." Draco mutters sinking to the ground, Harry in his arms. He holds Harry to him like he did when Harry was giving birth to their daughter. Draco caresses Harry's face with a trembling hand. "You said you would leave us, Harry. Please come back." He cries above Harry, his tears hitting Harry's face.
"Draco."
"Daddy." Draco looks up into the face of his daughter. He gently lays Harry down and stands. He sees a masked women clenching his daughter's hair, holding her off the ground. He meets the eye of his mother and she nods, lifting her wand. A killing curse hits the deatheater. Draco catches his daughter and hugs her to his chest.
