The Price of Immortality

by hidingsunshine

Draco Malfoy wanted to do something.. help someone. He thought he would gain peoples' trust, but the person who matters the most is the one whos trust he lost. HrDM. contains character death, and graphic material. M just to be safe.

It was breaking my heart, seeing her like this.

She was shaking, back flat against one of the stone walls in the alleyway, marking a dead end. Dead end… how did it get its name anyway? There was life after death, so it wasn't the end. Maybe it was because dead ends always brought something bad. Something terrible, miserable, horrifying or all of the above. Just like death. It was cruel and merciless, leaving you shaking in some abandoned place and never sparing you any pain. Death had no compassion, and it would never change- just as this wall would never move.

And it was because of me that she was pressed up against that wall; cold, dry breath rattling loudly in her lungs as she tried to make me stay away.

"What are you?" she whispered.

"What the hell are you?! You aren't the human Draco Malfoy, who was a complete and bloody prat! You aren't the Draco Malfoy who saved my life! You're Draco Malfoy… the monster."