I watched him. I watched him fall. And I did nothing.
This happened 3 months ago. I watched him die in front of me. I still see it, in my dreams, it haunts me, but I go on with my life. I'm becoming an auror, for him. Not many people knew we were together, not many people know I'm gay, and even less knew he was. But we we're in love. You wouldn't have expected us to be, up until 7th year we were enemies. At least, that what people thought... it wasn't true. Nobody suspects suicide, they all think it was a long-term spell cast on him. But it wasn't. After the battle, he went a little crazy. He hated it, hated the silence. He could see us, see us speak, and laugh, and cry, but he couldn't hear. He couldn't laugh with us, because he didn't know the joke; couldn't cry with us, because he didn't know why we were crying.
He lasted almost a year, long enough to finish school get all his qualifications, not that they mattered. He killed himself just before school ended. I though he was getting better, but I guess not. And I watched him, fell to his death, plummet like stone. I guess he was stone, emotionless and cold. He drew away from people near the end, even me. It was agony, I could feel him withering, I watched him slowly kill himself, he wouldn't eat; wouldn't, couldn't sleep.
I still feel him, sometimes. Sometimes, I can hear him whistling as he reads, or him sighing in his sleep like he did when he was happy and in bed with me. And sometimes I can feel him, and it drives me insane. It's agonising. Torture. Much worse then the cruciatus curse, so much worse. And that's why I'm here. The exact spot where he jumped. It makes me laugh, the irony, and yet, I couldn't do it any other way, it wouldn't be right, although, I guess it isn't really right to do it at all. But I have to, I can't go forward without him at my back, pushing me in that direction. So I'm going to jump too. I can feel him here with me now, I can tell he doesn't want this, but I don't care, I'm doing it anyway. No one will know, that I'm doing this for him, Harry Potter, saviour of the wizarding world, Boy-Who-Lived, The Chosen One, and so much more, so much more to me; friend, confidant, lover. And me, Draco Malfoy; Slytherin, Death Eater, traitor, evil. And I jump, my last thought comes to me just before I hit the ground, as I brace myself for the impact: we're going to be together again. Together at last.