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𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑡ℎ 𝑜𝑓 𝐽𝑢𝑙𝑦

𝐷𝑜 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑓𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑡𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑢𝑒𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑛𝑒, 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝐹𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑡ℎ 𝑜𝑓 𝐽𝑢𝑙𝑦 𝑏𝑦 𝑆𝑢𝑓𝑗𝑎𝑛 𝑆𝑡𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑠
𝑇𝑊: 𝐷𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ, 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑠𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑠, 𝐷𝑒𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛
𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑘...
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𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑙 𝑖𝑡 𝑠𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑓𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑎ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑...

Harry was at home, waiting for Draco to get home from his potions shop, it was the fourth of July and he was so excited to spend it with Draco

Draco should be home by now, he's 1 hour late, Harry thought to himself, He decided to grab his coat and go to the potions shop himself

When he arrived there he gasped at the sight, A group of rogue death eaters ran away as Draco layed there sobbing as blood seeped from his body.

𝐼𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑑,
𝑀𝑦 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑙𝑦...

Harry cradled Dracos head in his arms "Draco! Don't leave me! Help! Somebody! No no no no!" Harry sobbed, Draco and been hit with a SECTUMSEMPRA and was stabbed nine times in the stomach.

Draco reached at hand up weakly as he Stroked Harrys cheek with his thumb "If I die Harry, I'll always be with you, I'll love you till my last breath, I'll watch over you, I promise...." Draco sighed "I'm tired Harry, will you let me rest?" Draco asked softly

Harry sobbed but nodded "I will let you rest love, let go, leave your problems behind, for I shall be here, waiting for you" Draco smiled as he took one last look at the sky, oh how beautiful it is...

And then, he closed his eyes and exhaled, for the last time ever.

𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑠𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑑?
𝑂ℎ, 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝐼 𝐵𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑘𝑦 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑡ℎ 𝑜𝑓 𝐽𝑢𝑙𝑦?

Harry sobbed over Dracos body, the healers arrived but It was too late, Hermione and Ron had received the news and crouched down next to Harry and tried to comfort him, but their comfort would never be the same as Dracos, his one true love, his soulmate, the only person he will ever love

And the worst part is that he heard Fireworks in the distance, they used to watch the pretty fireworks together but now, he could never do that again with Draco...

"𝑊𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑜 𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘, 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑤𝑘, 𝑤ℎ𝑦 𝑑𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑟𝑦?" Harry remembered Draco saying these words the last time Draco comforted him when he had a nightmare

𝑇𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑇𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑛, 𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑡ℎ 𝑜𝑓 𝐽𝑢𝑙𝑦

They held Dracos funeral a week after and Harry cried as he looked down at Dracos body from the open casket It broke his heart, but he knew Draco was now resting and Harry knew Draco would keep his promise and watch over him, Draco looked so peaceful, his eyes closed with his hair slicked to the side just like always.

Goodbye my love...

𝑊𝑒'𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑒.

The few days after the funeral had been nothing but agonizing heartbreak and pain for Harry, Harry looked at their old photos together, Harry wished he could freeze the picture and live in those moments again but Harry knew it would never be the same, Draco was gone, and he needed to live with it...