Pathetic. (A Draco Malfoy fanfiction)

Chapter 27.

"We have to go, Draco...and you have to come with us." Charlie Weasley speaks gently, placing his hand on Draco's shoulder, only to have it shaken off quickly. "I'm going to stay here until she comes back."
His voice is shaking with every word, pain evident in all he says.
"She's not coming back, you have to move on-"
"YOU AREN'T TELLING SIRIUS TO LEAVE! HE'S STAYED HERE AS LONG AS I HAVE!" The blonde snaps, spinning around and standing quickly to face the Weasley. "Sirius was her godfath-"
"IS her godfather. I will always be her godfather." Sirius speaks up, not even looking up from my headstone. Charlie sighs, knowing he won't be able to sway them, and walks away with the rest of the funeral party.
Draco rests a hand on the smooth black marble before him. Sirius smiles sadly at him and wipes his eyes. "She loved you. More than anything."
Draco turns and kneels beside the older man, who sits casually on the grass beside my grave.
"I doubt that, she was always talking about you. You were probably her favorite person, her beloved godfather. Also, even if she had lived, I don't think she could ever love me after what I did."
"You did what you had to do to protect your family, I'm sure she would respect that. And listen, Draco...You meant the world to her. when you were under the imperius curse during the battle, the last thing she did was kiss you. She risked her life to try and bring you back, and unfortunately it was too big a risk, I think she knew that, but she loved you enough to sacrifice herself for you."
Sirius' words sting Draco's heart painfully. It's all true, Draco knows that, and it makes him feel guilty for even doubting my love for him. Sirius looks around quickly, catching Draco's attention.
"Everyone's left. I have to show you something." Sirius whispers suddenly, plunging his hand into his pocket and pulling out a stone. Draco's eyes widen.

"How did you get that? It's-" "I know, I know. I found it in one of her trunks in my house. I thought it would be nice to speak to her again, Y'know, after all these weeks."
Draco's heart skips a beat, and he smiles genuinely for the first time since the battle. "Let's do it." He whispers excitedly. Sirius smirks and closes his fist around the stone, and takes Draco's hand with the other.                                                                                                                      "Draco! Sirius!" My voice echoes through the foggy air, and both Draco and Sirius' heads snap up towards me. "Sarah..." Sirius gasps, his eyes filling up with tears. Draco just sits there, too shocked to say or do anything. "Are you guys okay? Is everyone okay?!" "Sarah..." Sirius repeats himself.
"I'm so sorry...I didn't protect you...I should have saved you." "Sirius, there is nothing you could've done to save me." Sirius get up and comes to me quickly, wrapping his arms around my ethereal figure.

"I miss you so much." He sobs, "Grimmauld place is awful again without you...even Kreacher was crying when he hear-"
"I'm so sorry." Draco finally speaks up, standing and coming over to us. "Dra-" "I killed you! I'm the reason you're dead!" He cries.  My heart fills with pity and sadness for him. I've left them behind, to deal with the aftermath of the war...alone.

"Draco...none of this is your fault. Same for you, Sirius. It needed to happen for Voldemort to be defeated for good. Draco, you ended the war. You're the savior of the wizarding world. I'm collateral damage. You don't need to worry about me anymore.  I love you both..so so much. You are two of the most important people in the world to me. But you should forget about me, move on. Sirius, use the stone, tell Remus how you feel, we both know it was more than friendship. Draco, you've become such a fantastic person, and you're so beautiful, you should have no trouble finding someone that is perfect for you in every way, you know I'll always love you. But you will find someone, I promise you........I have to go now, I love you both!"
I speak softly, my words partially echoed by the tall headstones around us. I kiss them both on their foreheads, and my figure disappears.
Sirius and Draco stand still for a moment. "Sh-sh-she...she...." "I know. And she's right. Go home Draco, I need to speak to someone." Sirius says softly, smiling gently at the boy. Draco nods and apparates away, still in a stunned state. Sirius stands alone in the graveyard, and tightens his grip on the resurrection stone once again.