This is it.

The final battle.

It took some negotiation, some ferrying, some pleading, and some waiting, but Mia was able to do it. She was there, ready to join the fight.

Her timing might have been a bit off, though. The battle had already started and she had jumped into the thick of it.

Thank goodness her magic managed to work, not to mention that she was smart enough to bring plenty of healing nuts, star lights, angel's tears, and angel's rings. She had given some away to whoever she could find on her side, but she had at least two rings on.

There were many incidents, but there was one Mia was particularly proud of. And hopefully one Axel would be proud of. Somehow in the fray, she had been muted, and two gloating Death Eaters took their time closing in on the poor Slytherin (as Draco's clothes that she had taken from their room suggested) who thought to fight against Voldemort.

Imagine how they laughed when suddenly her arms and legs slowly became engulfed by flames.

Imagine how they burned.

And at that point, Mia was a living flame, burning Death Eaters in her path.

It was quite a sight. It was quite a fight. One that took a couple of star lights to recover from.

But worth it.

Now if she can only survive the rest of the battle.

And make sure Draco is all right.

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Draco meanwhile was carting Goyle with him down the hallway. Still reeling from Crabbe's death, and Potter saving his own life. He lost his mum's wand in the Room of Requirement as it burned. And the ice pendant saved him from burns, but then broke shortly after from the Fiendfyre spell. So he was lucky to grab onto Potter's broom when he did.

He wasn't sure where to go, other trying to get away and escape. Utterly helpless with no way to defend himself really. He didn't even have his dagger handy, that was still back in Milliways.

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Draco was continuing to run along, but then one of the Death Eaters confront him.

"I'm Draco Malfoy! I'm Draco, I'm on your side!" But the other didn't believe him, and was pointing his wand at him.

Suddenly he keels over, and Draco brightened, wondering who saved him.

WHAM!

A bemused expression appeared on his face as he realized who it must be, Ron's "And that's the second time we've saved your life, you two faced bastard!" yell still ringing in his ears.

Never would have guessed that you cared, Weasley.

He slowly got up, and hurried along, still seeking a place to hide.

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Draco saw something flying toward him, and he briefly cringed. But then scrambled to catch it.

A healing nut?

It couldn't have fallen out of his pockets, so that meant...

He looked around in the chaos, it couldn't be. She couldn't have come here.

"Mia?" He even said out loud.

He ate the nut, and started to search around. But then had to duck around another pair dueling feverishly.

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Draco found himself buffeted by the group outside as his blood turned to ice.

No, no, not supposed to be this way. Damn you Potter, you were supposed to fix this! That hypocritical bastard was supposed to die, not you!

Damn you!

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Draco certainly wasn't going to mourn his aunt's death. He barely knew her, and other than the Occulumency lessons, he hated her. No great loss. And he secretly wished for Rodolphus's death, mostly because his uncle might still try to kill him.

He was also surprised that Death Eaters spells weren't really affecting him like they would normally. His shield charms were all right, but that effective? Even against Unforgivables?

And then he heard Potter's explanation of protection. ...Even for him? When he had every reason not to extend to him? Just because he couldn't give him up, or let Crabbe kill him?

Then other things, Snape... He was dead? And had been working for Dumbledore all along? Even last year?

And then Potter later said something that sent a shock through Draco's system.

"The true master of the Elder Wand was Draco Malfoy."


What...

The...

Merlin......?

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Draco was frozen in one spot. There were likely people staring at him when they noticed him, but his grey eyes were focused on the two wizards.

The legendary wand was his? Because of what happened with Dumbledore? All this time, and he could have access to... Only to have Potter steal his wand AND that on top of it.

(Another chill at the Dark Lord planning to deal with him.)

And now all eyes were on his hawthorn wand as the Elder Wand flew through the air.

And before he could see the result, he finally heard someone screaming his name. Two someones.

"Mum? Dad?" He whispered, and was immediately enveloped by his parents. Even as the Dark Lord fell to the ground dead, the Malfoys were all huddled around each other. Draco shuddered, and clung to them crying. Narcissa shushing him, and even Lucius whispering reassurances.

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They had calmed down, and the three were just huddled around each other. Clearly confused, and feeling out of place as people celebrated all around.

Draco then noticed a familiar sight in the doorway. It was her. How?

He then excused himself, but Narcissa clutched him.

"Stay here. Where are you going?"

He gently disengaged her hand, "I'll be fine, Mother. There's some people I need to speak with. They saved my life."

He glanced over to catch Mia's eyes, "Saved your lives too, and me in more ways than anyone. I just hope you might like her eventually. All I ask."

"Draco, what are you talking about? What's the meaning of this? Who is that? And what about Pansy?"

Draco scoffed, "Pansy was a fool." He then headed over to Mia, and ignoring any eyes on either of them, immediately reached up to cradle her cheeks. Kissing her softly.

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Draco embraced her, and whispered in her ear, "I don't know how you made it here, and we will have a talk about you putting your life in danger coming here later."

He then leaned back to look at her, and spoke a bit louder, "But Merlin have I missed you terribly."

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Draco's eyebrows went up, "Actually no... I must have missed that in the whole fleeing for my life. But can we skive off from that particular tour for now?" He really didn't want to see any more dead bodies for a while.

There was a clearing of throats.

"Draco...who is this?" Enter the parents. And their cold eyes took some effort from battle fatigue.

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Draco started to say something to pull her up from that, but his parents seemed surprised.

The elder Malfoys weren't sure if she was mocking them or serious.

Finally, Narcissa remarked, "Get up, my dear. What is your name?"

Draco went to help her, and he immediately cut in a reply, "This is her majesty, the Lady Mia Ausa, Guildmaster of Vane. My fiancee." And a quick nudge to Mia to play along on that last part. It would seem more serious to say that then simply lover or girlfriend.

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"And your parentage is?"

Draco immediately cut his father's question off, "She's like us. That's all that matters. The whole pureblood business was nonsense."

His mother immediately replied, "Draco!"

"No, the Dark Lord was a halfblood and a hypocrite, and he's dead now."

His father grabbed his arm, and his son winced from the tight grip as Lucius hissed, "That does not mean that we forget who we are! Show some pride!"

Draco struggled to release his arm, "What pride? There is none!"

"Watch your tongue! How dare you speak to us like this! And you engage yourself to an outsider of questionable parentage? She's only fit to be a servant."

This last was from his mother, and Draco just coldly replied, "Goodbye, Mother, Father. I likely won't see you again then." He roughly struggled his arm free, and went to lead Mia away.

"Let's go. I need to see about my wand if possible anyway."

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Narcissa coldly said, "Don't patronize us, and you're infringing on a private matter. Draco, come home, we'll see about whether you can finish your studies later."

"No," Draco replied, and started backing away, tugging Mia with him.

Lucius started forward at them, "Draco, stop this nonsense now. Leave this rubbish, and we'll talk about finding someone more suitable later."

"I said no, Father. That's not my home anymore. The Dark Lord's poisoned it. I'll see about my things later."

His parents looked like he had slapped them.

"I will allow that you have been through a horrible ordeal, but either come with us now, or not at all," Lucius coldly said. Narcissa glanced toward her husband, and touched his arm. He just gave a look back in reply, and now they were both looking coldly at the younger pair.

"Goodbye," And Draco continued to walk away from them.

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Draco held his index finger to pause her for the moment with that.

He turned back, "If you ever change your mind, you can start by thanking her for saving our lives. None of us would have survived if it wasn't for her, and those supplies I gave you."

He then went to walk away, not even waiting to see the likely stunned faces at that.

The crowds were starting to go back inside, or just leaving, so it was quieter in the courtyard.

He then said, "I had to say something. And it sounds much more serious than girlfriend. And I certainly wasn't going to say lover in front of them. Also, to make it that harder from them to attempt to break it up."

He obviously wasn't surprised by his parents reaction at all.

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Draco stroked her hair, "I'm sorry. I know you wanted to meet them, even if the timing wasn't the best. Even though I can't imagine them being more forgiving even without the war."

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Draco relaxed at that, even the immense strain was weighing on him. Barely holding it together for her sake. He'll break down, but that will be later.

"I need to speak with Potter, and then yes, we'll go home."

Funny how it was even feeling more like it than the one he grew up in.

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"Old habit, and be back presently," he admitted, and gave her one more kiss before going to look to find where Potter wandered off to. Likely snuck away under his cloak to escape the crowds.
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