A bit angst. I had too much fluff for y'all. Now it's time to *evil laugh* write an angst. It's a happy ending. Don't worry. Someone requested this AU but I'm giving it a bit of my flair.
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"I'm sorry I fucked up, Harry. Please," Draco sobbed, kneeling in front of Harry, who refused to look at him, who was equally in tears as well. "I made a mistake. I was a coward. I was so lost in the thoughts to protect myself that I pushed you and hurt you instead. I'm so sorry," he apologised.
"Y-You promised, Draco," Harry said weakly, sobbing in pain. Listening to Harry's heartbroken cries made Draco choked in fresh tears. "We were so happy," he laughed brokenly. "We were supposed to be happy. Where had it gone to, Draco? Where?"
Harry sighed.
"But no. Instead, you said I'm being overbearing. I'm too much for you to handle," Harry covered his face with a helpless laugh. "I can't, Draco. I can't afford to let myself be hurt again. I'm so tired. I'm tired of trying."
"Please, Harry. Please. I'm begging you. Give me another chance. I'll get it right this time. I'll do better. I won't hurt you anymore. Please, Harry," Draco begged, crying uncontrollably as he clung to Harry's leg tightly. "I can't lose you. I refused to lose you! I love you, Harry! Please!" The Hogwarts' professor shook his head, trying to dislodge Draco from himself.
"No, Draco. This is final. This is... it. The end. Our journey ends here," Harry said, green eyes flashing with determination as he dragged Draco out of his house. "I'm so sorry but I can't, Draco. Not anymore. Goodbye."
The front door slammed shut.
Draco sat there on the ground, frozen, mind buzzing for hours. Even when it was raining, he sat there, soaked.
Somehow he managed to pick himself up, staggering along the pavement. He didn't know where he was heading in the rain. He had left his wand back in his flat when he Floo-ed over to Harry's house. He had nothing on himself except for his clothes, a pair of sweats and a t-shirt.
He walked in a daze, numbed all over the place.
He had lost him. He had lost Harry for the rest of his life. The love of his life had thrown him out of the house. He had nothing left.
His father was in Azkaban.
His mother was dead.
His friends were no longer his friends.
All he had was Harry.
And now he's gone too.
Then, out of nowhere, he heard a distant sound of horns, a loud screeching sound came soon after.
It was pain and then it went black.
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The first week, everyone thought nothing of the missing male. Perhaps he was too sick to live a note.
Then it became a month, a lot of people went to search for him. No one was able to trace him. The Aurors asked Lucius at first. Though, he barely remembered who he was, much less his son. Then, they went to ask Blaise and Pansy, who just shrugged their shoulders, saying that they haven't kept in contact for years.
They went to the Weasleys after but they said that they haven't heard anything from Draco ever since his breakup with Harry.
Then they went to their last resort.
Harry Potter.
"He was here," Harry mumbled. "He wanted us to get back together but I said no and threw him out," he said, a little guiltily. "Do you know where he went after?" the Auror asked but Harry shrugged, looking towards the window. "I assumed he went to his flat right after."
