Drarry One-shots *TW* lots of angst

The Words I Never Wanted to Hear.

***TW*** suicide***

I was shooting hexes left and right throwing anything I could think of at the death eaters trying to get us. Harry was screaming curses as well, we could both tell this was a losing fight though. All the sudden I heard a clear, cold voice crackle out the words I thought I would never have to hear ever again, in the voice I most dreaded. "Avada Kedavra!"

I caught Harry dropping out of the corner of my eye. I froze and stood stunned for a minute. Little jinxes and more violent curses hit me, opening all sorts of cuts, bruises and welts on my body. I couldn't feel it.

I ran over to him and dropped to my knees, throwing up the quickest barrier I could around us. "Nonononono Harry" I was sobbing and shaking. The death eaters had paused, watching this exchange. I touched my forehead to Harry's "Baby please." My tears dripped down onto his face, he didn't react, nothing changed, he was dead. 

I knelt there for a long moment letting the agony roll in in waves and letting it settle into rage

I stood up shaking. I stopped caring about who died. The person I was living for had just died in front of me. 

"Whoever killed him step forward right now." I yelled my voice carrying far. I saw my father, looking smug, take a step forward, wand raised. I felt a perfect calm wash over my body like a wave of peace in the chaos.

I froze his body and knocked him to the ground and sat over him my knees on either side of his chest. I wrapped my hand around his throat and pushed my wand up underneath his chin.

"You're going to fucking suffer."

He smiled, "You wont kill me, you're too soft." He spat at me missing by mere inches. I removed my hand and unfroze his body. As gruesome as it was, I wanted to watch him squirm.

I made eye contact while I muttered Sectumsempra. I stood over him as long deep cuts ran up and down his body.

When I glanced up all the death eaters were gone, they had gotten what they wanted and they weren't going to stick around for the aftermath.

cowards

My father had stopped moving and his blood was draining faster and faster.

He looked up at me, the man who killed the love of my life looked me in the eyes and laughed, "Do it kill me you bastard."

"I think I'll let you bleed, father. '' I said disdainfully.

He looked at me in the most broken way possible "Please, son kill me." he coughed up blood. The blatant manipulation thick in his voice was disgusting. He still thought I was clueless he still thought I was under his control.

I stood over him for another moment before I said "I should let you bleed out but I'm not like you. I was never like you, nor will I ever be." I glanced at the blood pooling at my feet then I whispered "Avada Kedavra." The life left his eyes.

I walked towards Harry.

I could feel myself breaking, the calm was gone, the anger was gone, my chest felt like it was caving in. "Harry" I choked out before I fell to my knees and laid my head on his chest, it wasn't moving with breath anymore he was really truly dead. "Harry, Harry no.'' I said sobbing. I sat there for another twenty minutes before I couldn't take it anymore.

I heard the footsteps of the wizards coming to help. I had to hurry. I turned my wand on myself. "I'm sorry Harry, I will see you on the other side. I love you" The aurorrs were screaming for me to stop. I had no intention to stop. I couldn't live without him, he was the only reason I was alive before. I had nothing to live for. I had completed my life's goals.

I was shaking and sobbing so hard I could barely whisper my last words, the words I had hoped never to hear again, the words I never wanted to say, I whispered them anyway, "Avada Kedavra."