Draco smiled holding the letter near his heart. Its content rewarded him with closure and everlasting love –both he cherished. Draco had talked for hours. About his miserable childhood. About the indescribable things his father did to him and his mother. About the small ray of light that temporarily drove off the darkness in his heart, until he messed it all up. He still smiled as the cool air filled his lungs for the first time. He was finally free. He was alone again, yet he had never felt this liberated before. He gazed into the dark night, seeing nothing, but feeling everything. The tickling feeling inside his gut reached his brains. He was perfectly happy since a long time and it made his eyes water. He spread his arms, like that handsome bloke in that Muggle film, and finally understood how it felt to be king of the world.
“Please, Draco. You don’t want to do this.”
The cold wind jumbled her long, curly hair, as Healer Audrey Weasley tried to reach Draco, who was standing on the edge of the roof of the clinic, where he had been living for months.
“But I do, Weasley,” Draco exclaimed, tears flowing down his cheeks. “I’m so grateful for all the support you gave me. I could never thank you enough, but I’m ready for the next stage.”
“You’re not thinking clearly,” Audrey begged. She tried to grab Draco’s hand, but to no avail. “There is no way back if you do what you’re about to do. Think of the people you’ll leave behind.”
“That’s the point, Weasley,” Draco whispered. “You are married to that twerp…I mean Percy. You have a big family who accepted you and truly love you. I have nothing. But that’s okay. I got acquainted with love and I’m grateful for that. Farewell.”
Draco jumped, ignoring Audrey’s screams of agony, as he fell towards his salvation…
“Please, Draco. You don’t want to do this.”
The cold wind jumbled her long, curly hair, as Healer Audrey Weasley tried to reach Draco, who was standing on the edge of the roof of the clinic, where he had been living for months.
“But I do, Weasley,” Draco exclaimed, tears flowing down his cheeks. “I’m so grateful for all the support you gave me. I could never thank you enough, but I’m ready for the next stage.”
“You’re not thinking clearly,” Audrey begged. She tried to grab Draco’s hand, but to no avail. “There is no way back if you do what you’re about to do. Think of the people you’ll leave behind.”
“That’s the point, Weasley,” Draco whispered. “You are married to that twerp…I mean Percy. You have a big family who accepted you and truly love you. I have nothing. But that’s okay. I got acquainted with love and I’m grateful for that. Farewell.”
Draco jumped, ignoring Audrey’s screams of agony, as he fell towards his salvation…
“Nooooo!!!”
“Harry, what’s the matter?” Hermione asked worriedly. Harry was on the backseat of her car and she snapped backwards to look at him.
“Turn the car,” Harry snapped, panic racing through his veins.
“Harry,” Ron said. “We’re close to the airp…”
“Turn-the-fucking-car!”
Ron obeyed.
“Harry, what’s the matter?” Hermione asked worriedly. Harry was on the backseat of her car and she snapped backwards to look at him.
“Turn the car,” Harry snapped, panic racing through his veins.
“Harry,” Ron said. “We’re close to the airp…”
“Turn-the-fucking-car!”
Ron obeyed.