Storm clouds filled the sky, it was the Final war of Hogwarts. ‘Come here Draco.’ A tired voice came from Lucius as he held out his hand for Draco, wanting him to come over. Draco stood still for a minute, thinking. His eyes were full of sadness. He didn’t want this. Then he took a step and started to walk over to his father and mother, Lucius and Narcissa. But then he stopped in surprise when he heard a voice call out his name from behind him, ‘Draco!’ He looked back, everyone also looked. Voldemorts expression grew mad, mad to see you. Mad to see Draco stop from coming over to them.