ferret boy | draco malfoy imagines [✔]

#8 - Nothing

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House: Slytherin
Blood: Muggleborn
Year: Why don't you find out for yourself by reading it?

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1989:

"Draco! . . . Draco!"

"Coming!"

Draco ran towards you shouting to his mother, "I'll be back soon!"

He reached the slope of the hill and proceeded to slide down the slope, landing beside you with a small bump.

Draco smiles at you and you smile back.

Then you turn away and point up to the sky, "Look - there!"

"Where?" asked Draco, for your finger seemed to be pointing at the entire sky.

"There, Draco!"

"I'm here," Draco said.

"You're also there!"

"That's impossible."

"It's true. You're impossible!"

"You little - I'm going to kill you," Draco screamed, grabbing for you, but you were already running.

"They're so cute," Narcissa said to Lucius. 

1992:

"You're nothing!" you shouted, regretting it a second later.

"Nothing? NOTHING? NOTHING? Am I really nothing?" Draco asks, shouting.

"YES, I mean, no," you said, facepalming internally.

"I don't care anymore," he said, running away.

You tried following him, but he was long gone. "What have I done?" you asked yourself aloud.

* * *

That night as you walked past Draco's bed, you heard sniffling. 

"I am nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing," Draco sobbed.

"You are impossible," you said, walking towards his bed.

"I am nothing," he stated.

"No, my dear, you're impossible," you said, gently removing the blanket he was covered with.

"YOU SAID I WAS NOTHING!" he shouted, making a snatch for the blanket.

His silver eyes were bloodshot and fired up. His blonde white hair was messy. He stared up at you with those eyes.

You gently made a little space on the bed for yourself.

"By what logic am I impossible?" asked Draco.

"Nothing is impossible. If I said you were nothing, that means that you're impossible!" 

"That doesn't make sense."

"I hardly make sense," you said.

1995:

"Why'd you join the Inquisitorial Squad, huh?" you questioned.

"I wanted to, what's it to you? You're not supposed to care about me anymore, you know? I'm an 'ex-boyfriend' and you have a 'beautiful new boyfriend'!" Draco shouted, mocking and quoting what you had said.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry for caring, I'm sorry for hurting, I'm JUST SORRY," you yelled.

"BE! BE SORRY. YOU'RE GOING TO REGRET EVER HURTING ME!" he yelled back, stomping out of the room.

"But I already do," you said, too quietly for anyone to hear.

Especially a broken, crying boy.

1996:

"What else do you want?" Draco asked wearily. 

"To let you know that we fighting off everything together ends in NOTHING!" 

"I know! I know, I know that we're bloody nothing!"

"Draco . . . you've forgotten - " you said, feeling whatever little hope you had slip away.

You turned around and closed the door silently, contrary to your custom of slamming the door shut.

1997:

"Remember, Draco," you said as you closed your eyes. Forever.

Draco looked around at everyone fighting. No one threw a second glance at two figures sitting in a desolate corner of the battlefield. But to him the whole world had crumpled.

While protecting you from Voldemort and the Death Eaters, he had distanced himself too far from you. Too far for him own good. But he had forgotten about your good, about how you felt on being so far away from your supposed boyfriend.

And now, you were gone. GONE. Gone. The word echoed in his mind as it took hold of his entire being - his feelings, his world, his everything - GONE.

"Nothing is impossible. Impossible is nothing. I know that we fighting everyone of together means that no happily ever after is impossible," Draco said.

But you were too far away to hear.

Author's Note:

Comment and vote, thank you very much.

I kinda hope that broke your heart :')