Copy of a Copy of a Copy ✔️

Chapter 7

*You won't be the first or be the last to bleed
Every broken heart as far as your eye can see*

"If you weren't horrible at being evil, you'd be dead right now. I don't know how much you know about the prophecy or Snape or the elder wand but-"

*It's a copy of a copy of a copy*

Draco felt he had been dealt a blow while listening to the song. Are he and Harry just copies of each other in a way? A copy of a copy of a copy, meaning that this had happened before, and history would continue to repeat itself. Nothing is original, but Draco was still eager to hear Harry's version of events, to understand. They were by far not the first or last broken hearts caused by loss and trauma, but maybe they could stop the bleeding together.

"Do you mean the wand from the fairy tale? The Tale of the Three Brothers?"

"All fairy tales are based off of some type of truth. This one was no exception."

*It's a copy of a copy of a copy*

"Let me guess. You're related to the Peverells?"

"I am indeed. How'd you know?," Harry asked with a grin.

"I knew this story was leading somewhere."

"Oh I can take it to loads of places. For instance, you were the master of the elder wand at one point."

*I can hear you, howlin' 'til your lungs hurt
So let this be your comfort
You're not the only one, no*

Both men could see through the masks that the other wore. Harry hoped by sharing parts of what had really happened, he could get through and make some kind of connection with Draco. By sharing his pain, Harry hoped to find comfort in Draco, who he felt was the only one who could understand certain parts of himself that he often kept hidden, locked away from others.

"Potter, I think I would know if I was the master of some mystical all powerful wand."

"Do you know why Voldemort wanted you to kill Dumbledore?"

*In a strange way, all in this together*

Their paths had been meant to intertwine from the start.

"To get back at my father."

"He was going to kill you, Malfoy."

*Been this way forever, you're not the only one*

They were just trying to survive.

"Well obviously he was insane-"

"No, that was the plan. You were supposed to kill Dumbledore so that you would be the master of the elder wand, and then Voldemort would kill you so that he could be the master of it. Either way, he viewed you as expendable, and planned on your death."

*I know that the first blow hits you cold*

"What he didn't count on was Snape double crossing him. He killed Snape when he realized that Snape had killed Dumbledore instead of you. He didn't realize however, that you were the one who disarmed Dumbledore before Snape got to the Astronomy tower. You fucked him over good with that one. Then I disarmed you in the Manor, so I gained control of the elder wand."

*Young man, hush your crying, dry your tears away
Nothing is original, there's nothing left to say*

"So Severus is dead because of me?," Draco asked in a small voice.

*You won't be the first or be the last to bleed
Every broken heart as far as your eye can see*

Harry's grip on the steering wheel tightened and his knuckles turned white.