Slowly. . . {DRARRY FANFIC}

One piece of a shattered mirror {Draco's POV}

I'm asleep.

I almost forgot what this sensation was.

And Harry's here with me.

I know he is.

I can still feel his warmth.

He stayed with me after.

I wonder If he's asleep, too?

I wonder what he'd dreaming of.

Maybe he has nightmares, just like me.

It's likely.

He was in the center of the war after all.

Quite literally.

I was so afraid he might die.

'Harry Potter, the boy who just keeps living'.

One day that name might run out.

He won't always be lucky.

But he will always throw himself in the line of fire to save lives.

It's who he is.

And I wouldn't change him for the world.

But I'm so scared. 

For the day that luck runs out. 

I will lose him forever.

And I know it's selfish to think of him as me being the only one who lost him.

But he is the only love I've ever known. 

And I'm sorry to say, but...

If I ever have the chance to keep him to myself.

I will never let go.

Because he might slip away.

And I will be alone. 

All alone.