His Heart {fanfic}

Astra's POV

I stumbled down the dark narrow alleyway, the only light being the soft glow of a flame flickering from a lit torch hitched on the wall. My hand tightened on my skirt, nails digging deeper into my palm. I took a deep shuddering breath as I see Draco, sitting against the wall, his head buried in his hands. 

Draco's hands were trembling, quiet sobs wracked his body as I approached him. Kneeling down I drifted my hand up to cup his cheek, stroking my thumb against his skin. And when Draco raised his head, my heart broke at the silent and awfully painful tears streaming down his face. 

"Draco?" I whispered. "I... I'm so sorry." I whispered, breaking down. "I thought you left me. I thought you weren't coming back." Draco whispered looking to me. My body went slack and I sat down on the dark and dirty ground. "I'm so sorry." My voice cracked. Draco sat there watching me, tears streaming down his cheeks. I had never seen him this sad, this hurt, not in the storage tower, not at Malfoy Manor. And it was all my fault. 

I looked up at Draco from my sitting position looking for any kind of emotion in his eyes, on his face, he just looked numb. "I'm so sorry." I cried. "This is all my fault." Draco shifted and I slowly looked up at him again. His arms were open and he had a sad smile on his face that didn't reach his eyes. 

I flung myself into his arms and we cried together. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." I whispered over and over again. "It's ok." I heard Draco whisper. "No, no, it's not. I left you, alone, I messed up that dumb spell and I tried, I thought I could make everything better. But I can't, I can't. And your proof of that and I'm so sorry." I cried.

Draco's arms tightened around me and I copied the action.

After a while, I lifted my head and shifted my position on the ground in Draco's arms to look at him. "I love you so much, and I'm so sorry. We have to get out of here, circle back, find the others. Ok?" I whispered. 

"Ok. I love you too."

I hitched Draco's arm over my shoulders and used the wall to try and stand. My legs trembled and my hold on him faulted. I carefully regained full balance, or as close as I could get to it, leaning against the wall and lifting Draco as much as I could to balance him on the wall. I took a deep breath as I steadied him by using my feet to keep his legs in place, and my hands firm against his upper arms. 

"Love, please, I'm not strong enough, I can't carry you, I'm sorry." I pleaded. Draco's head falls to my shoulder, "stop apologising." Draco mumbled into my shoulder slowly shifting his head into my neck. His lips grazed my pulse, pressing down, before his head met to be an inch from mine, his eyes washed over my features as I watched him. 

Draco's forehead dropped to meet mine, "my love please." I pleaded again, closing my eyes as they filled with salted water. My hold loosened on his arms as he gripped my shoulders, I watched as his head lifted from mine and he stood fully. Draco once again hitched his arm over my shoulders and let me guide him through the alleyway.

Once Draco and I were out he stopped and I looked up at him in concern but his expression was trusting so I let him guide me. We stumbled into the main street of Diagon Alley weaving through few clusters of late night wonderers, most of them were intoxicated. As quick as we were walking through the main street, we were off it, weaving through the back alley's instead of drunks.

Draco came to a halt in the lights of Borges and Burges I read. Draco sighed before quickly shuffling along down the side of the, surprisingly small shop for the amount of objects piled in it. "Draco, where are we-" Draco's free hand covered my mouth as few voices started speaking.