drarry oneshots

The Final Call.

11:58AM

"Why do you keep calling me, love? Don't you have work?" Draco breathlessly laughs, his pen gliding across the page smoothly.

"I miss you, can we cuddle tonight?" The blond Potter heard his husband say.

"Of course; I love you.  Stay safe at work." He replied, smiling at Harry's cheesiness and hanging up eventually. Oh right, he remembered, more paperwork.

**

12:03AM

Harry hated the sound his phone made when Draco hung up.  A dull beep.  Well not really, he just needed a distraction from his thirst for blood.  It was taking over his body like a disease.  Should he call him again?

No, he would go find an animal.  Harry could hunt them down with ease.  He could smell the blood from miles away.  The animal was close, any living thing would be good enough.  All he need was to suck them dry and leave, simple enough.  Closer, closer.

Harry hissed in pain, what was happening?  He heard screaming, a familiar scream.

"Vampire! Vampire!"

"Petrificus Totalus!" Ronald yelled at him, he froze.  Guilt suddenly devoured Potter as he fell to the ground.

**

2:00AM

Where was Harry? He hadn't gotten a call from him since midday and he was supposed to be home by now.

His phone vibrated, finally.

"Where are you Darling? I've been worried si-"

"Draco, it's Ron.  Harry's at St. Mongo's right now, you should probably be here."

"Shit, what happened?" He felt like his soul was suddenly surrounded by fear. 

"We'll tell you when you get here."

**

2:30AM

He clung onto his lover's jacket, Pansy hugged him so tightly he felt as though she was squeezing tears out of him.

"Why--why didn't that idiot tell me?" Draco whimpered, trying swallowing down his sadness. What was his terrible feeling? It was sadness, every other emotion pushed from his being. Where there was the love, the light, the laughter was an aching hollowness.

"You may see him now, Mr. Potter."

**

2:45AM

There he was, his arms and legs were strapped to the bed with leather.  It looked like a torture chamber.  This isn't how it should've happened.  They were going to grow old together.  But that dream had been sucked down the drain.

"You stupid, fucking vampire." Pansy whispered under her breath. Her best friend wasn't going to ever be the same again.

The two stared at his unconscious body, he would wake up.  They just didn't know when.

**

4:56AM

"Give me a phone, Hermione!"

"I can't, Harry.  Please listen to me!"

"I--" Was he going to die? "I need to hear his voice."

**

5:09AM

She gave him a phone, but he wouldn't pick up.

"Please say your message after the beep. BEEP!"

"My little angel, I would kill to be with you at his moment.  I'm sorry for everything.
I'm so in love with you...

I didn't want you to leave, so I didn't tell you.
It sounds so stupid now that I say it.
I love you, Draco."

**

5:27AM

Harry felt tired, but most importantly; hungry.  Why the fuck was he tied down?  Someone walked in with a silver dagger, pointing it at him.  It was though he was watching himself, it wasn't really him, his soul.

"Untie me, I won't hurt you." His body spoke, what was going on? Many others walked in, where was Draco?

"It looks as though his soul has left his body.  We'll have to kill him."

"What about his husband? You couldn't possibly--" A certain bushy haired brunette said.

"Miss. Granger.  You must set your friendship with him aside, his isn't him."

**

6:00AM

He wanted to die.

**

8:00AM

Pansy wouldn't leave him alone, the moment she left he would.

**

8:30AM

She put a curse on me so I couldn't kill myself.

**

The next day, 5:27AM.

I figured out how to kill myself.

At the same time as him,

I'll say goodbye.