Life goes on... (drarry)

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Hermione's POV: (1st Person)

Harry's letter arrived three days after he had misteriously vanished.
I had been sitting in Ginny's room, reading a book when it came.

"Ron, come here now!" I shouted. I could hear him groan next door but I just opened it and started reading.

"What have I done now, Hermione?" He said, sounding pretty annoyed.

"Nothing. But take a look at this it's a letter from Harry," I replied.

"Wait, seriously?" Ron answered and peered over my shoulder to read what Harry had written.

I sat down on my bed when I had finished.
"Merlin, I hope he's okay," I murmured.

Ron rolled his eyes.
"He said he was fine. Stop worrying, Hermione!"

"Yeah, but what if he get's kidnapped, Ron? Or what if he starves to death? What if you-know-who finds him and kills him? We'd never know! So don't tell me to stop worrying, Ronald. I have every right to be worried and I don't get why you aren't. Your best friend is missing!" I shout and I notice that I'm crying.

Ron seems to notice that too because he comes and puts an arm around me.
"Sorry," he wisperes.

"I just hope Draco and Harry are fine," I reply.

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Draco's POV:

It was a mistake. A huge mistake. Harry is gone and Draco had no clue where he was. It was all over the Prophet. So obviously Draco wasn't the only one to wonder where Harry had gone.

I should never have rejected him. I should have let him stay here. I could have kept him safe. So safe that Voldemort never would have found him. But now he's in more danger and it's all my fault. My poor Harry, Draco thought. Tears spilled out of his eyes but he quickly wiped them away with his sleeve.

He was going to find him. He couldn't have gotten very far. The whole wizarding wotld was basically looking for him so he would have chosen the nearest place.
The forest!

Not much later, Draco had decided to get his broom and start to look for him. It was freezing and he didn't know if Harry would still be alive when he found him. He could only hope.

Two hours he had already been searching and still no sign of him. Draco landed somewhere in the middle of the forest to take a break. His fingers were frozen and he felt tired.
I'm never going to find him. My poor Harry, he thought and sat on a big stone.

Suddenly he heard footsteps behind him. He got his wand out and turned around. There was nobody there but he could still hear them. They sounded slow. As if the person that they belonged to was tired and would probably pass out any second now.

Draco got up and walked in the direction of the footsteps. Them getting louder the further Draco walked. He was definitely getting closer. Draco saw someone coming towards him. Twigs in his hair. It was a boy. He looked very pale and thin and had dark circles under his eyes.
Draco didn't recognise him at first but when he did it almost took his breath away. Harry.

Draco ran up to him shouting his name.
"Harry! Oh my god, are you okay?" He said when he finally got to him.
Harry's lips were dry and he could barely even keep his eyes open.

"Draco," Harry wispered. His voice sounded faint and not like Harry at all.

"Yes, it's me," Draco answered.
"Oh, Harry, I should never have let you leave," he added and tears ran down his cheeks.

Harry's legs started to wobble and Draco wrapped his arms around his waist to keep him standing. He then sat him down against a tree.

"Harry, you're okay. Please say you're okay," he wispered and sat down in front of him.

Harry looked at him, his eyes full of tears.
"I love you, Draco," he wispered and closed his eyes.

"HARRY, NO," Draco shouted.
"Stay with me!"

Draco quickly picked Harry up.
This was bad. This was very bad!