Strings Of Love (Drarry)

Chapter 1

"Harry Potter is dead!!"
Voldemort shouted with an evil laugh. Everyone was looking sadly and hopelessly towards the lifeless, steady body lying into Hagrid's arms.

"Join the Dark Lord or get ready to die .....!" Shouted Greyback with an evil grin. Many faces turned towards him, filled with anger and disgust clearly visible on each of them.

There was a short-lived silence for minutes and then a voice called out catching everyone's attention

"Draco, .....come." The voice of Lucius Malfoy spoke calmly. As soon as the words reached Draco's ears, he froze. His heart started thumping faster with every passing moment and his mind was unable to think and process what was happening. He couldn't think what to do.
Harry was Gone. HIS Harry was Gone. His last ray of hope..........his crush from the day he first heard about him.........his most wanted friend who he never got to be friends with.......lied lifeless in the arms of the Half-Giant.

Then he heard a soft yet tired voice of his mother , "Come dear ."
He tiredly moved his heavy feet towards the dark side only for a single reason.......the Life of his Parents.

He was stopped mid-way by Voldemort. He gave the younger a Half-hug and said "Well Done Draco."

Draco's heart was beating at the pace of a bullet train because of those pointointy hands on his shoulders. He was disgusted even with the touch and the deep voice of the Power-Hungry dark wizard. Under the touch he felt like the Cruciatus Curse was being cast on him.

Soon Voldemort's hands left the younger's shoulders and a wave of relief washed over Draco's body as the touch had finally gone.

He walked towards his mother and stood there, facing all the looks of disgust coming his way from the Hogwarts side.

Was this really the end ?

Does he have to live under the miserable governance of this Shitty wizard called THE DARK LORD ?????

He had lost all his hope and was feeling so confused, sad and was regretting everything he did to Harry till now.

Just the thought of never being able to see Harry's smiling face again made his heart sore.

He knew he wouldn't be able to love someone again like he loved Harry.

And he Regretted a lot for not confessing to Harry before this.

But what use was it now ??

Harry was gone.
Harry had left him to live with the memories and regrets.
He wanted to die but he couldn't.
He felt Numb and Sore.
He was too Stunned by Harry's death that he couldn't even focus on his mother who just wanted to take him away from all this.

What would the future hold for Poor Draco ??

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