getting involved in what is about to go down." Theo said, as Draco nodded in agreement. Both boys had seen enough carnage to last their lifetime, and they were not willing to risk any more than they had to at this point, especially not to be martyrs for pureblood supremacy that they didn't even believe in. "No matter who wins, Potter or the fucking maniac, we’re not getting a happily ever after. Either we're ex-Death Eaters that will be shunned from society and possibly thrown in prison for life or Hermione is being hunted because of her blood. There's no happy ending for the three of us in England, and I’m not giving either of you up, do you understand me, Draco?" Theo said, turning on his heels and moving down the stairs, with Draco’s hand in his, towards the Great Hall where all the students and faculty were. 