A crazy, whacked-up fic for Draco.  All right, my first R-rated fic!  You may notice this is part song-fic.  I used Closer by NiN (Nine Inch Nails). It's such a perfect song for Draco. 

And of course I own nothing and neither do you. 

Closer To You

Blood trickled down the icy, slick knife clasped in his hand.  The sickly, thick red pool collected at his feet, reflecting the shiny light from his metal weapon.  He gazed down at the fallen, lifeless figure, which had once been his father.  The pain from all those years of shame and ridicule drained out in his deadly strikes.

You bring me closer

The knife clattered to the floor.  His life had ended.  It had been done.  The one thing he should have done years ago, accomplished.

You let me desecrate you.

You let me complicate you.

"No Narcissa.  You must be firm with the boy.  Don't be afraid to give him a beating.  He has disgraced us."

Help me I've broke apart my insides.

His hands stained with his crimson guilt.

Help me I have no soul to sell.

"Have you no shame?  She's a mudblood!"

"I love her!"

"No Malfoy will associate with muggles."

The sharp pain across his face. The hand of his father's cold arrogance against youth's ignorance.

"Ah, and you must be…Miss Granger.  Yes, Draco's told me all about you."

"Filthy Mudblood!"

You can have my isolation; you can have the hate that it brings.

"You sadden your mother.  She wears that disgusted face because of you."

Help me tear down my reason.

"Potter will meet the same sticky end."

You can have my absence of faith; you can have my everything.

"As for me, I hope it's Granger."

"You'll be next, mudblood!"

Help me, you make me perfect.

Help me become somebody else.

"Play nice, Draco."

My whole existence is flawed.

The knife became unsteady in his trembling hand. 

"Go on boy," he smirked "show me what you're made of."

The voices would have to end.  He couldn't go on like this.  He would silence him with a muggle death.

My whole existence is flawed.

The knife grazed his throat and trailed down his chest.

I want to feel you from the inside.

Violently hacking his revenge away.  The blade separating the flesh and tissue.  Breaking apart.  Four bloody words carved in, You get me closer.

With madness glinting through his eyes, Draco whispered, "Hermione, you are the reason I stay alive."