The Cabin | D.M 18+

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- BELLE -

If I could drain the ocean from my own tears, I ought to think I'd done it by now.

Right now I wasn't Mars. I wasn't Venus or Mercury. I was the moon and Neptune and all the ocean planets that lived in the world of space.

They kept coming back. Like a cycle. Not stopping and never leaving.

I was my own solar system.

This can't be. He can't be gone. Draco wouldn't leave me like this. He wouldn't forget me. He told me he'd always come back.

He has to come back.

Never to fear loneliness ever again he would smile. I-

Draco wouldn't let me be alone-

My hands quiver.

The world collapses.

I become my own black hole.

All I could ask myself, constantly, was why? Why me? Why him? Why us? What did we do to deserve this pain?

Was he really gone? He can't-

No-

Please no-

His body was there. Physically, he was before me. But the look that stained his eyes, it was as though it had been fogged by a sinister facade and I couldn't sob away the expressions of how truly awful everything was.

Doomsday was upon us.

Beneath my rib cage, underneath my skin and the layers of cotton, my heart was beating yet it served no purpose. It was long gone.

Strings we once had were sliced.

My soul was torn.

The memories were burned.

And I was numb.

Into nothingness where not even light could escape. The darkness swallowed me. Pulled me in and crushed me as the attractive force.

The wrath that twisted in my eyes and my skull had grounded so hard that the bones in my jaw tightened so hard I could feel my teeth snapping.

I attempted to reach his mind, a discreet way we would whisper sweet nothings; instead what I felt in return was a stone cold metal wall. About five feet thick where it had rested in a freezer. Touching it with your bare hands would make you hiss.

Nothing was there.

Emptiness.

He was gone.

My Draco was gone.

Voldemort's grin couldn't be wider as he faced him. With relaxed shoulders, he took a step back and let out a soft breath. The shield he withheld had been lowered and was no longer in cowardice.

Mouth gaping, "What did you do?!"

Arms still shackled into the grip of Severus.

Voldemort shunned a toothy grin at me, "Oh Belle, my darling dove," He shrugs, "I've brought him back to his true form.