His Eyes (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

Chapter 15

I knew it was going to happen. Draco told me so many times. Why can't I handle it? Every dreadful step I take closer to him gives me a slightly clearer view of his lifeless body. My tears are flowing freely, but I can't feel them. I can't feel anything. My body has gone numb. Finally, I reach him. I just stare at him, the only sign of emotion is the tears flowing down my blank face. I drop to my knees. Draco really did it. Oh shit, Draco. I get up and my head whips around, looking for any sign of him. I look straight up from where Dumbledore had fallen and see nothing.
"Snape!
He trusted you!"
I hear Harry scream. I whip my head around in the direction of the sound. There I see them all. All of the Death Eaters. Bellatrix. Snape. Draco. I begin running towards him on instict, but he doesn't notice me. He's looking at Harry. Harry attempts to hex Snape but he blocks it. "Fight back, you coward! Fight back!" Harry screams at him. What happened? Bellatrix hexes Harry, making him fall over, and Snape scolds her. Harry lays there for a moment and I stop running, panic rushing through my veins. Please don't be dead. After an uncomfortably long moment, he gets up slowly and my panic ceases. My head is pounding, everything seems fuzzy. Suddenly Hagrid's hut bursts into flames. Good thing I'm not in there anymore. Too bad Draco doesn't know that. Draco turns around to look at the burning hut and drops to his knees. Wail. That is really the only fitting word to describe the horrible, blood-curtling sound Draco emitted. He thinks I'm still in there. He gets up fast and begins sprinting towards the hut. Oh no. I run after him as fast as my weak legs will take me. Why is this whole situation taking a physical toll on my body? It's like my emotional state is causing my body to whither away aswell. The Death Eaters questionable gazes drift away from Draco as they notice me running towards them. Snape hexes Harry, but I don't have time to help him. I need to save Draco. "Draco!" he doesn't hear me. "Draco, I'm here!" he still doesn't hear me as he dives into the burning structure. He's going to get himself killed for no reason, because of me. I rush towards the hut, intending to go in after him. I almost reach it when I am swiftly pulled back, immediately restricted by an arm while another presses a wand hard into my neck. I struggle against the relentless grasp of my captor, before realizing there's no use. I barely have any fight left in me at all. The building starts to fall apart. I suppose the only left to do is watch as the most important person to me is burned and smothered to death. All because of me. I don't even care who's holding me as my whole world seems to be falling down around me as the hut does around Draco. I scream his name in a last sorrowful attempt to get him to hear me, but am rewarded with the wand shoved harder into my throat. It has almost completely caved in. He's dead. The voice in my head whispers repeatedly. I ignore it. He can't be. He'll make it out. He will. He has to.
... Please...
Just as the last part caves in along with my last shread of hope, Draco comes bursting out. His arm looks severely burned and the tears flow faster down my face than they ever have before with a combination of happiness that he is alive and sadness of everything going on around me. That's when Draco notices me. At first his face softens with relief, until he notices my position, and then his facial expression changes to fear and helplessness. "Auntie Bella... please let her go." he begs, not even caring how weak he sounds as he cries. "Oh, do you know this girl? Interesting." she whispers the last word as brushes her nose along the shell of my ear and licks me lightly, making me shiver with disgust. Isn't she supposed to be on his side? What is going on? Draco lets out a helpless whimper. I've never seen him so broken. "I-I'm sorry I couldn't do it! Punish me, not her!" he yells, still sobbing. What didn't he do? Kill Dumbledore? Then who did? I think for a moment, my head is still fuzzy and everything seems to be moving in slow motion around me. I hear Bellatrix giggling, a wicked and disgusting sound. I feel sick. I can still hear Harry and Snape fighting.
Wait. Snape.
That's when it all makes sense to me. Draco couldn't bring himself do it. It was Snape. Snape killed Dumbldore. My mind snaps back to reality as I hear Draco choke out a weak and helpless "please", still begging his aunt to release me from her grasp. Bellatrix chuckles softly then tuts. "She is a pretty little thing isn't she? Oh, alright." She seems to find this entire situation hilarious, I can hear the humor in her tone. Like it's all a game to her. My life is a game. She releases me, letting my small, weak body fall carelessly to the ground. Draco rushes over to me and helps me stand on my weak knees. I wrap my arms around him, using every bit of strength I have left to squeeze him. I feel pure bliss as Draco holds me again, a feeling that on multiple occasions tonight I thought I would never feel again. A content smile spreads across my face, despite both of our sobbing, as I forget my surroundings and pull away from Draco ever so slightly. Just far enough away to look into those beautiful blue eyes that I've fallen in love with...

~"Avada Kedavra"~

Suddenly I feel a horibble burn breifly rush throughout every inch of my body and my eyes roll back into my head.

My grip ceases around Draco and he frantically but to no avail tries to keep me upright.

. . .

The last thing I hear is Bellatrix's cackling,

Harry's distant screams,

and Draco's wailing.

. . .

then everything went black

. . .

but the only thing I remember is

His Eyes.