I Have To Tell You Something (d.m x reader)

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Y/n Y/l/n was someone who saved me.

She was the only thing in my life that was ever real.

And I think I lost it.

I snuck out of the infirmary from Madam Pomfrey's watchful eyes and ran.

As I rushed up the stairs I slammed the door open of the Astronomy tower, locking it behind me.

"Y/n." I muttered under my breath. Looking from side to side, then the side again, wiping my platinum hair out of my eyes.

Someone hung from the railing.

I looked on in horror.

I sped to her, but tripped on my face, the cold floor smashed into my skin.

I still felt weak from the morning.

I got up immediately, and reached for her hand. It was just in my grasp. So close yet so far.

Her hand slipped out of my hand like water, so easily, and, a sad metaphor of our love.

As she lost a bit of her grip on the railing she nearly fell, if I hadn't grabbed her wrist in time.

I tried to hold onto her. She was so close to falling, my weak hand was not enough to keep a hold of her cold hand.

"Draco," she struggled.

By each and every second, sweat formed and our hands could no long hold anymore.

My tears splattered down on her face and I seemed to realised how high up we really were.

She closed her eyes, like she accepted her fate.

"How?" I had grunted, as the railing was pressed hard into my stomach, reaching over to grab her.

"It was... I," she struggled again, tears escaped from her eyes as she opened them.

"Who?" I held on tighter and my other hand went to hold her other one.

I felt myself slipping forward. I was too weak to hold on.

I was close over the railing, half my body was over. I felt the weight of her hands disappear for only a second. She stood on the outside of the railing now safe, while I balanced forward, slowly.

It just happened so quick.

I remember the promise I made to myself after my father was taken away.

To live for myself only from now on.

My eyes widened and I felt her cold hands and fingers hold tighter on to mine. It didn't help. I wondered if it ever did.

I fell forward.

I knew then and there I was never meant to only live for myself but to live for us. Myself and my love.

The feeling of her hands in mine tightened.

My love.

I heard her gasp as she was pulled down with me.

I knew I had a worried look on my face. I knew I looked scared.

She closed her eyes, she thought it was over.

And maybe it was in a way.

Two years ago this was what I thought my fate was going to be, jumping off the tower because of my own will, but this was not my will anymore, I didn't want to be in this situation, I wanted to be with her.

I loved her.

We were still falling, and I had to grab her, so I could shield the impact of her fall.

But I didn't succeed very well.

When did I ever succeed at something I really wanted?

And, I felt my back slap the hardness of the cold black lake.