You guys already know what happened with Harry, Hermione, Ron, Neville, and Voldemort from the movie so I'm just going to skip over that.

"Stupefy!" Draco shouted, sending Amycus Carrow flying away.

"Nice shot," Luna Lovegood complimented.

"Uh, thanks," Draco replied cautiously. "You have no idea how much I wanted to do that."

"Watch out!" Luna yelled as she saw Alecto Carrow running at Draco, wanting to avenge her brother. "Reducto!"  she cried, aiming her wand at her and she flew back as well.

Draco stared at her. "Thanks," he said. He looked around him in time to see his aunt throw a curse towards Ginny, the youngest of the Weasley family. She had just jumped out of the way in the nick of time.

Bellatrix chortled, relishing in the fear rising within the young girl. I'm going to send you to join your pathetic, dead blood-traitor brother, she thought.

"NOT MY DAUGHTER YOU B****!" Molly Weasley bellowed, stepping up on the table between her daughter and the dark witch attacking her. Bellatrix cackled, adoring the opportunity for a newer, slightly-more worthy opponent. Molly sent a curse towards Bellatrix. It was easily deflected, sending a chill through Molly's body. She was slightly taken aback at her own attack.

Bellatrix fired back with three spells, forcing the elder Weasley to take several steps backwards whilst deflecting. It was easy. Almost too easy. An evil smirk took over Bellatrix Lestrange. She was surprised at the determination Molly showed. But it wasn't nearly enough. Bellatrix began to over-power Molly to the point where they were face-to-face.

Arthur, George, and Ginny could only watch helplessly as Bellatrix grabbed onto Molly and held her at wand-point. Some others paused in their battles to watch. "Looks like I win," Bellatrix cackled. "Say hello to your filthy-blood son for me. Avada-"

She was stopped as a jet a red light hit her in the back. She stumbled forward, dropping her wand and loosening her grip on Molly who stumbled back into the embrace of her husband.

Bellatrix whirled around furiously to come face to face with her nephew. "Nephew, did you really think you could kill me?" she smirked.

"I wasn't trying to," Draco said flatly.

Bellatrix furrowed her brow and whirled back around to where Molly was back on her feet. Before she could do anything, Molly sent a curse towards her and she froze in shock, as if all the air was being sucked out of her. She then, without warning, exploded into a million different pieces.

Draco watched in shock as his Aunt died. She was family, but it felt like she was just some psychopath that lived in his home. Suppose if the situation was reversed, she would kill Draco without a thought given the chance. He didn't feel anything for her.

Meanwhile, Arthur was running up to Molly and hugging her like he hadn't seen her in a million years. Molly was shocked, as well as a bit guilty. She had killed Bellatrix in front of Draco. No one deserved to watch their aunt die right in front of their eyes, even if said aunt was a crazy, murderous lady.

Draco looked up from the spot that his aunt had met her demise to see the four Weasleys looking at him. He watched them back, face void of emotion and unblinking. They slowly gave him a small smile in thanks and, after a beat, he hesitantly gave them a nod.

The ones who had stopped to watch immediately resumed their battles and jets of light flew everywhere.

{Time Skip} //to when Harry and Voldemort were battling in the courtyard

Professors Minerva McGonagal and Horace Slughorn and Kingsley Shacklebolt were fighting Augustus Rookwood and Thorfinn Rowle.

Professor Filius Flitwick was caught in a battle with Antonin Dolohov.

The Weasley pack were teamed up against Mulciber.

Everyone was battling someone.

Draco was battling one of the Death Eaters that was at the meeting at Malfoy Manor earlier in the year. He recalled his name to be Jugson. He was about to throw a curse when he felt it.

There was a sudden shoot of pain from his arm and he yelped in surprise. All the Death Eaters in the room froze, both in mid-word and mid-step. They had all felt it.

Everyone else looked at them in confusion when a voice whispered, "he's dead. The Dark Lord is dead."

Cheers erupted throughout the hall while others tried to round up the Death Eaters, some used the confusion to apparate far, far away from Hogwarts and death.

Draco looked like he wanted to apparate away as well when someone came up behind him and put a hand on his arm. He jumped and looked behind him to find the Loony girl- Luna looking at him in concern.

"You know you don't have to go," she said.

"The ministry's gonna get here soon," Draco tried to argue.

"So? You're an innocent," Ginny said, walking up to them.

Do they not know? Draco thought to himself. "Not really," he mumbled but it went ignored.

"Please, stay," Luna pleaded. "For me."

Draco was torn. If he stayed, the Ministry would arrest him for being a Death Eater and would most likely be sent to Azkaban. If he left now... What would he have? He didn't have a home to go to, he definitely didn't have a family who would help him.

Maybe the time for running is over. Stop running away from your problems. Stop being a coward and face it.

He sighed and slowly nodded. "Ok then."