"Harry I'm coming with you."

"Are you sure? Everyone would understand if you didn't feel like-"

"I'm coming. This might be one of the last Death Eaters! I'm not sitting this out!"

"Fine. Get a move on then, we have to move quickly. Owl your family and then meet me in my office."

"Your really fancy Head Auror office?" Ron hadn't stopped teasing Harry about his really posh new office since he'd got it.

"That's the one." Harry watched Ron go with a smile. He and Hermione's break up had really hurt him, but it looked like he was finally getting over it.

Draco came home to find Hermione in her room, crying.

"Hermione! Are you okay? What's wrong?"

She jumped up at the sound of his voice and began rubbing at her eyes frantically. "Oh! Nothing. I mean- er -I just hit my head, clumsy me, and I'm fine really."

"Hermione I'm not an idiot. I know something's wrong."

"I- oh Draco you've been so kind to me. I'm sorry. So sorry."

"Sorry for what? What are you talking about?"

"Draco I-I have to go."

"What? Where?"

"There's someone I need to see."

"Hermione if I upset you I'm sorry!" Draco had an anguished look in his eyes and was running his hands through his hair desperately.

"Just go! I'll pack my things and be gone soon."

"Hermione?"

"Go!" She turned away from him and he left silently.

"So um, you know the plan right?" Harry attempted to go over the plan yet again.

"Harry stop it! You don't have to be so nervous- I'm not going to explode or anything!"

"Sorry mate. Do you want to talk about it?"

"What is there to talk about? She left me Harry and she's not coming back." His voice cracked and Harry looked at Ron sympathetically. "I loved her Harry but she's gone now. It's okay, I know that we weren't perfect, that I'll move on eventually. I know that she can't ever come back to me, that we'll never be the same.

Hermione's bags were packed and waiting at the front door. She had cleaned her tearstained face and was rummaging around in her purse. Draco watched her helplessly.

"Can you at least tell me where you're going? Don't I deserve to now that at least?"

She looked at him and realised that he did deserve to know, that it was selfish not to tell him.

"Ron. I'm going back to Ron."

Four broomsticks landed silently on the damp grass and the aurors dismounted, concealed under invisibility cloaks.

"You want to take the lead on this one?" Harry whispered to Ron.

"Seriously?"

"Sure. I trust you to handle this."

"Thanks."

Ron lead the others through the forest, sneaking towards the known location of the Death Eater. Suddenly the quiet air exploded into harsh noise and the moonlit sky was filled with lights.

"It's a trap!"

Ron froze, and in that moment a crowd of Death Eater appeared. They had only anticipated one, and were caught off guard. The forest quickly descended into chaos, the aurors surrounded by death Eaters. Spells bounced off protective shields, everyone ducking and dodging the flashes of light.

The aurors had taken down several Death Eaters, but they were slowly becoming exhausted. Harry's arm was sliced open and one of the other aurors was limping.

"You're going back to him?! Have these last few weeks meant nothing to you?"

"How dare you say that! You know that I'm incredibly grateful for these last few weeks."

"Grateful? Is that all? Look at me and tell me that you don't feel anything! That I don't mean anything to you. You were miserable with Ron! Why would you go back to him?"

They were both shouting now. Their cheeks were flushed and both were holding back tears.

"Draco I-I have to go."

He stared into her eyes, trying to convey his feelings.

"Why?"

Harry was duelling a tall wizard who seemed to be the leader of the group. Finally, with a swipe of his wand the man crumpled to the ground. With relief he saw the other masked figures beginning to retreat. Wincing with pain he turned to check on his team.

Out of the corner of his eye Harry saw a flash of green light. He turned in time to hear his friend's celebratory shout fall silent.

He saw Ron freeze, watched him fly backwards. Forgetting about the pain he ran over to his friend. The light in Ron's eyes faded, his body went stiff, and Harry screamed.

"Draco, I'm pregnant. Ron deserve to know. I need to try to fix this, for our child's sake." With a pop she apparated away, leaving a shocked Draco to stare at the space she had just left.

A/N I know, I know, everything's out of order :( I will fix it I promise

Also, this format, urgh. Don't know what I'm doing, I'm sorry whoever's examining this, I tried to be dramatic and I think I may have fallen a little short

Written for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry (Challenges & Assignments) Muggle Sudies: Assignment 4
Guns - a highly lethal weapon invented by Muggles. In relation to the connotation assigned to guns, your assignment today is to write about character death. The only catch? Your character cannot have died in canon. So Cedric Diggory for example, is out. Your character also cannot be dead already, like James and Lily Potter. Minimum word count is 700.