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Draco looked up. He was a mess, a complete and utter mess. He gazed at himself in the mirror. "You fool." He thought. "Coward." His eyes were bloodshot, hair all over the place. He scowled, loosening his tie. His mind was a whirlwind. What to do? "Dammit" he shouted, knuckles white as he gripped the porcelain sink. His eyes were wet, but gaze was hard. "Just fucking get over it. Do it, now."
"You have nothing to live for" he roared. "NOTHING." He was shaking, so far gone, so lost and deep in thought that he didn't hear the door creak. His voice dropped deathly low. "You are nothing but a disappointment. He does not want you, he does not need you. In fact, he is better off without you. Do you hear me? Take the damn mark, or I swear they will find you and kill you. Save him. Draco Lucius Malfoy, you have no choice." A tear dripped down his cheek, and he raised a trembling hand to dash it away. "Don't you dare." He whispered. "Don't you bloody dare." The grey of his eyes was dull, his intake of breath shaky.
"Draco." A hesitant voice called. "Dray? Whats wrong?" Draco went still. "Shit! Shitshitshitshit" his every limb was screaming at him to stay strong, that this had to be done. Agonizingly, he turned around. "What do you want?" he bit out. Harry looked at him, surprised. "Draco are you okay love?" He made to move forward, but stopped at the look on Draco's face.
Draco inhaled deeply. "NO. I can't deal with you anymore." He spat. "I'm just so sick of you and your idiocity. Nothing is going to work between us. Your ridiculous blind faith in Dumbledore drives me mad. There is nothing but the Dark side. I refuse to fight with you. My loyalties lay elsewhere. Besides there is no reason for me to stay with you. I'm just so sick of you and your filthy friends. There's no more need to pretend. You were just a good fuck. Nothing more Potter."
Harry stepped back as if he'd been slapped. His eyes were swimming, but his jaw was clenched as he tried to steel himself.  "That's That's really what you think?" he whispered. "Take it back."
"Why?"
Harry began to shake. His word were halted. "I should've known. I should've known." He turned to walk out but then spun around again, eyes blazing. "How dare you? Bastard! I loved you. With everything." His voice broke. "See you on the battlefield." Tears cascaded down his cheeks, and Harry hastily exited the bathroom.
Draco stood silently until he was sure that Harry was gone. Tears began fill his eyes and he sank to the floor. "No." he whispered over and over. He started to rock himself back and forth, fisting at his hair. "No no no no no no no no. I'm sorry." He began to sob, and suddenly he was dry heaving. "PLEASE. I'm sorry. What have I done?" His eyes filed again, as he began to justify himself. He craved some sort of understanding, some comfort. "I'm sorry. Please. Harry I had to. I HAD TO" he screamed, his throat becoming raw. He took a little box out of his pocket, and threw it at the mirror. Shards of glass shattered everywhere and in the middle of it was Draco. A fallen angel, lying broken among his mistakes.
"Harry." He sobbed. "No, I love you. I love you so much. How could you believe me? I'm nothing without you." His gaze fell on the open box, and the ring within. "We had a future Harry." He whispered brokenly. "With a little girl who had my hair and your eyes. Now there's nothing."
He rubbed his face and inhaled sharply. He again picked up a shard of glass, staring at the way the sunlight reflected off of it. He shakily pressed it to his skin, before his breathing became normal.  The first cut burned like anything. But by the fifth, he was accustomed to it, even appreciative of the distraction it brought. He dropped the glass, smearing the blood with his fingers. "Do you see the sinking horizon?" The blood felt so achingly familiar, soothing his old scars. He picked up the ring slipping it on his finger. "On the battlefield my love." He breathed before passing out.
I kind of hate this.
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CATSAREGREAT Featured By Owner Mar 12, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
Awwww :( Really good writing though
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cherimon1102 Featured By Owner Mar 13, 2013
thanks x
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CATSAREGREAT Featured By Owner Mar 14, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
You're welcome :D
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DaSempai69 Featured By Owner Jan 3, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
OMG! Why, such idiots the both of them. So loved it though.
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cherimon1102 Featured By Owner Jan 4, 2013
thanks! xxx
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yaoilover123yaoi Featured By Owner Dec 30, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Nuuu!
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cherimon1102 Featured By Owner Dec 31, 2012
I'm sorry D:
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yaoilover123yaoi Featured By Owner Dec 31, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Poor Draco and Harry!I actully kinda cried.
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cherimon1102 Featured By Owner Dec 31, 2012
I'm sorry!
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sneezy97 Featured By Owner Dec 30, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
i was this close to bursting into tears D: that was amazing boo
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