Darling, You're Mine

Love

TW: self degrading and suicidal thoughts; draco is just dramatic, literally never think like him

Draco's Pov

I dropped May off at the manor so that she would be safe, but also so she wouldn't see what I had to do. Murder. I was meant to be a murderer. Emphasis on meant to be. Snape beat me to the kick, but the old man was clever.

"Think about May Draco." Were his last words spoken to me. No shit I was thinking about her. Why the fuck do you think she's not here? All I've done from the second I met her was fucking think about her. So you can imagine how pissed off, yet utterly worried I was, when she came back anyways. I knew I should've taken her wand, but what if someone came in? She had to protect herself. Either way, I'm screwed now.

My whole life, the one thing I feared, the one person I couldn't stand up to, was Voldemort. I could stand up to my father, but never about being a death eater. I'm not scared of anything except for him, and worse, what he could do to May.

When he cast the unforgivable curse, I realized that no matter what, I would always want to take her pain. Every bone in my body felt like they were breaking over and over again, but feeling it was better than watching it happen to her.

Then it happened..

"Avada Kadevra!"

Every blood vessel in my body popped, my bones were weak, I went numb. The only thing I could feel was my emotions, and even those were fucking everywhere. No, no, no. There was absolutely no way. She's not dead. She can't be dead. She'll wake up soon. This is a dream. How am I supposed to live without her? How do I go on without her? She was the only one who ever loved me back.

My head swirled with panicking thoughts such as those, but I probably looked like a schizophrenic psycho as I mumbled them all out loud while grabbing my hair and pulling. I ran to her side, and everything after that was a blur.

All the while a fucking duel was going on between Voldemort and Potter, but the world around me no longer existed. No longer mattered. She was the only thing that mattered to me, and now she's gone.

Voldemort can kill me for all I care, I hope the hell he does in fact. Because I would rather die than spend five more seconds without this girl.

I don't even know who fucking won. It was all shit. Everything I did was shit and meaningless. I couldn't even fucking save her. Hogwarts can rebuild itself from the ground up and live in peace, or death eaters could roam the fucking earth. It didn't matter to me, I wouldn't be here to see any of it.

I genuinely thought that heartbreak was turning me into a crazy person, because for a moment I thought I saw her chest raise. Then it happened again. Slowly, her chest raised and lowered in a consistent pattern.

"May!" Harry yelled, and all his friends came swarming around her. Apparently Potter died too? I was being honest when I said I didn't have a clue what was happening around me. All I know is she deserves to come back to life more than fucking Potter does.

"Is she okay?" George asked, fucking git.

"Did you not see her get fucking murdered you moron?!" I snapped.

"Do you not see her fucking chest moving you ferret?!" The way he mocked me made me wanna strangle him.

"Come on darling, open those gorgeous eyes." I whispered, convincing myself she could hear me.

"D-Draco." Holy shit. "Draco!" She muttered fearful, skittering around terrified, but I gripped her shoulder reassuringly, and made her look me in the eyes. My eyes always calmed her down, she like their color. "Oh my god." She threw herself into my arms, and I'd never felt such an incredible feeling. I didn't have to live without her.

Just when I thought this moment couldn't get any sweeter, George had the saddest look on his face. Call me a sociopath, but he's been trying to get with my girl for weeks, and he actually thought he had a chance.

"B-But how?" Hermione muttered shocked.

"The same way I survived." Harry spoke up. "Malfoy, you're a selfish fucking git."

"Thank you?" I questioned.

"But, you're not selfish when it comes to her." Is this going where I think it is? "You took the unforgivable curse for her out of love. That protected her, the same way it did when my mother stepped in front of me." It is going where I think it is. "You saved her Malfoy." God those words were like music to my ears. I would take the Cruciatus curse a thousand more times if it meant I saved her.

I grabbed her and pulled her into the deepest, longing full, and passionate kiss we've ever shared.

"Thanks for loving me, I guess it payed off." She laughed. God only she would smile in a situation like this.

"May I love-"

"Draco!" A cold voice called out for me. "We're leaving." Announced my father.

"Good bye then." I blew him off, but he grabbed me by the collar and lifted me up.

"If you don't come with us, I swear to the Dark Lords resting soul that I will strangle her right here." He muttered into my ear, and I froze. I fucking froze. This could've been our chance. We could marry, have kids, I could love her until the day I died. Which I would've done anyways, but at least I could've done it along side her. "You have five seconds."

I looked into her confused eyes, this stung like a fucking bitch. I couldn't test him, I knew he wasn't bluffing. He murdered half my classmates who he hardly knew, nothing would stop him from killing the love of my life. He was just that cruel.

"Draco?" She whimpered through tears. God how the fuck am I supposed to do this? "Will I see you again?" Breaking her heart makes me want to physically break mine as well. I deserved it.

"Of course darling." I said choking back my tears, before I turned on my heel and followed my father and mother like a fucking coward.

I would never see her again would I..