It was the day that would go down in Wizarding History. The Dark Lord dueling against Harry, and chaos all around the castle grounds.

Spells were being fired all around, and you had found yourself in the middle of it all. Lucius had been keeping an eye on you the entire time to make sure you didn’t get hurt. You had stolen his heart a while back, but he hadn’t told anyone about his feelings for you.

A spell was then shot at you from behind, but before it could hit you, Lucius had stepped in front of you, taking the hit instead of you.