SORRY FOR THE FUCKING WAIT I DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO START THIS FUCKING CHAPTER AND SCHOOL HAS ME STRESSED THE FUCK OUT

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Due to the shocking news on Lucius Malfoy's recent escape, classes have been cancelled, and Hogwarts has been locked up. Dumbledore advised that no one was to exit Hogwarts until Lucius was once again captured, and that classes would continue as usual on Monday.

But Harry, being the rebel he was, decided to leave the castle.
Harry, of course, knew this was a bad idea. But he couldn't bare to be in those walls any longer, especially considering quidditch practice has been cancelled. He was beyond stressed about everything; going from school work to his boyfriend.
He didn't care if he were the one to get hurt, as long as Draco was safe, he was fine. Knowing he was safe made him feel a bit better.

And so, Harry snuck out, leaving Draco in the castle.

But Draco wasn't stupid.

"Potter!" Draco called out, "what the bloody hell are you doing?!"

Harry clucked his tongue and turned around, facing the blond.

"I'm going to Hogsmeade." Harry replied simply.

Draco pinched the bridge of his nose, "we're not supposed to be outside of hogwarts. And why didn't you tell me you were leaving?"

"I didn't want you to worry."

"Yes, and what would've happened if you were kidnapped by a death eater? And I were to never know?" Draco asked, frowning, "I would've thought you've run away from me."

Harry felt a wave of guilt hit him at Draco's words, so he grabbed Draco's hand and pulled him closer to Harry, their chests touching.

"I know, I'm sorry." He apologized before planting a kiss on Draco's forehead, "come on, I'm sure it's safe in Hogsmeade. We'll just go to the Three Broomsticks and come straight back, deal?"

Draco paused before rolling his eyes, "The Gryffindor in you is going to get us killed." He sighed.

Harry smiled, and they began walking to Hogsmeade, hand in hand.

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There were a lot of people in Hogsmeade. More than usual, Harry thought.
Plenty of... strange people, as well, who seemed to be staring - more like glaring - at Draco and Harry.

"Harry," Draco started, "those people are staring at us weird."

Harry shrugged, "maybe it's because we're holding hands." Harry suggested, but neither of them made a move to let go of each other.
It felt comforting for their hands to be intertwined. Like a safety blanket.

They just got to the Three Broomsticks, when they suddenly heard screaming.

Draco's heart skipped, his mind instantly racing to two words; Death Eaters.

He didn't want to think about it. He shoved it back to the farthest part of his brain, hoping - praying to Merlin it wasn't Death Eaters.
But something in his gut told him he already knew what they were.

People ran from the direction they just came in, plowing through Draco and Harry.
Harry pulled Draco into his chest and pushed himself down, so he was covering Draco from a nearby bomb - at least, that's what it sounded like.

"We need to get out of here," Harry breathed, pushing himself off Draco while at the same time helping him up.

They linked hands once more and began running with the screaming crowd, trying to get out of whatever chaos was currently happening.

They heard twisted laughter - someone was enjoying their time.

The couple drew out their wands - ready to attack if needed.
Their grasp on each other's hands tightened when people pushed through them; they were scared they were going to lose each other.
Whether it be through the crowd or getting caught by whoever was in control of this - they didn't know. But they hoped to Merlin they'd get out of this safely.

Harry looked back, his eyes widening as he saw buildings on fire, and some witches and wizards fighting back whoever was in charge.
All of them losing.

"Draco," Harry spoke, dragging him into a alley way.

"Harry! What are you doing?! We need to get out of here!" Draco yelled.

"You do. I'm going to stay back and fight them, okay? Get to hogwarts and tell everyone." Harry ordered.

"Are you bloody insane?! I'm not leaving you here!" Draco insisted.

"Yes, you are. We have a better chance of surviving with Dumbledore and everyone else - please, Draco."

"And why can't you come, you bloody git?! You'll get yourself killed!"

"Because I have to hold them back - just listen to me for once, would you?"

Draco's jaw clenched, the laughing was getting closer. He knew he wouldn't be able to convince Harry otherwise. The stubborn git.

"You're an idiot. Don't get yourself killed, Harry Potter. If you do so help me I will bring you back and kill you myself." He threatened.

Harry gave a small smile, despite the circumstances, "thank you," He breathed.
He cupped Draco's cheeks and kissed him softly.

"I'll be expecting to see you in full piece when you get back, Potter." Draco stated.

"Yes, Malfoy. Now go, they're getting closer."

They kissed once more before Harry began running towards the end of the alley, into the chaos.

He stopped before he got to the end, "and Draco!" He called, his voice echoing, "I love you." And with that, he spun around, ready to face whatever the fuck was out there.

Draco's heart hammered, but he had no time to chase after him, he had to get to hogwarts. Harry's life may depend on it.

He turned the opposite way Harry had left- through the back of the alley- and began running. His mind set on getting to hogwarts.

Before he could get to the end of the alley, a figure stepped in front of his path, wearing a cloak.

Draco swallowed.
He could feel the Death Eater coming off of them- the aura.

He spun around and begun running the opposite way, but the voice called out a spell; "Incarcerous!"

Draco felt a rope tangle around his limbs, holding him in place.

"Well, long time no see, Draco." The voice seethed.

Draco's heart hammered, he knew that voice from anywhere.

"I've never got a letter from you in Azkaban. What? Is Draco too cool to speak to his poor old daddy?"

The man stepped in front of him, and all Draco couldn do was look up. The rope was around every part of his body, up to his neck- forcing his head to look up at the hooded figure.

The figure removed it's hood, revealing his platinum blond hair.
Lucius Malfoy.

"We've already captured Harry, you see," said Lucius, "it was quite easy. He basically came running towards us. He's waiting for you. Don't want to keep your boyfriend waiting, do you?"

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YIKES THIS PROBABLY AS TERRIBLE GRAMMAR AND TYPOS BUT I HAVE LIKE 5 PAGES OF MATHS TO DO THAT I DIDN'T START YET AND IT'S 10:30PM AND I DIDN'T UPDATE IN FOREVER SO HERE.

also, I had to ask my best friend ( annielou9019 ) for advice for this chapter so thank

This was like 4 days ago BTW