Can't run from time

The air was thick with tension as Draco, Harry, and Ron appeared- wands aimed at Voldemort.

Draco's grip on his wand tightened, his mind solely focused on Hermione. Memories of her laughter, her fierce intellect, and the warmth of her presence spurred him forward. He couldn't shake the image of her in pain, and it fuelled his determination.

 Ron glanced around nervously but kept his wand firmly aimed at Voldemort, who had now released his grip on Hermione.

Harry glared at Voldemort, who stood with a large smirk on his face, clearly very amused by the situation. "We're not afraid of you."

Voldemort laughed, a chilling sound that reverberated through the room. "Bravery Potter? How quaint. And you Draco... I expected better"

 "This ends now," Harry declared.

Voldemort let out a chilling laugh, then turned to look at Hermione. "You really aren't going to intervene? Why don't you tell Potter, tell him how you declared your love for me, how you slept with me countless times. Tell him, how you betrayed him for me"

Hermione's breath hitched "harry... I- i.." she whispered, before stopping.

"No. No I won't tell him that because I never said that to you. I never loved you. Never" she said boldly

Voldemorts eyes blazed with anger. "oh really? you're going to lie now are you kitten?"

Hermione stood up proudly, challanging him with her eyes. "Oh im not lying..." 

She leaned in closer and gave him a face of disgust. "You're not my Tom"

Voldemort scowled, drawing his wand "I ought to teach you some respect you filthy mudbl-"

"Expelliarmus!" Harry shouted, cutting him off.

The spell hit Voldemort's shield and ricocheted into the wall.

Draco raised his wand beside Harry, and Ron followed. "You're done hurting her," Ron growled.Voldemort sneered, then cast a blast of green fire at them — Harry ducked, Ron rolled to the side, Draco countered with a freezing charm that turned it to steam.

Hermione yelled from behind. "Be careful! Don't engage him head-on!"

The house shook as Voldemort and Harry clashed spell for spell, bolts of red and gold colliding in midair. Draco moved toward Hermione to try get her to safety.

Voldemort's attention shifted. "Touch her, boy, and I'll carve your name into her bones."

Draco threw up a protective charm just as Voldemort cast a slicing curse, the magic tearing into the air between them. Harry seized the opening to knock Voldemort back — but he only stumbled for a second, laughing darkly.

"You're all fools," he snarled. "You can't save her from me."

"Run," Draco whispered, grabbing her hand.

"I'm not leaving you."

"You are," he said firmly. "He wants you — not me."

"CRUCIO!" Voldemort shrieked, aiming at Draco

Draco screamed in agony as he fell to his knees. Harry and Ron attempted to intervene but Voldemort pushed them back into the wall.

"DRACO!!" Hermione screamed, running up to him. 

"STOP IT! STOP IT PLEASE" she sobbed

Voldemort smiled wickedly "Oh no sweetheart, that won't work on me. Not anymore" he said as he continued the curse on Draco.

Hermione, without thinking tried to jump in, to intervene, block the spell but two arms wrapped around her, pulling her back. 

All at once she felt the thrill of apparation. And then they were gone.