Everything
by Light Catastrophe
Rating: M
Warnings: angst, implied slash, and Draco has an alternate personality
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Babblings: I was actually rather thoroughly surprised when I got such positive feedback from 'Nothing'. A few of you suggested I write a sequel in Draco's POV so here it is though it may not be as good figuring I'm not high off pain-killers.
Companion to 'Nothing'.
Draco's point of view
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He was leaving. Why was he leaving? "Get your ass back here," I screamed, louder than I had expected it to be. My monster was coming free and I couldn't stop it.
He turned, looked at me with his tear-streaked face. He was scared. I could sense it coming from him in waves. I wanted to hurt him, to feel him in pain, hear him screaming at me. No, you don't. You love him. I couldn't hold back the demon any longer. You love to see him in pain.
Slap!
His eyes brimmed with tears and the part of me that loved him got pushed into the background. "Don't run away. You would be nothing - NOTHING - without me." I was tearing him to pieces, enjoying ripping him apart.
He was beautiful standing there, eyes huge, quivering. I loved him. Stay back! I had changed. I wasn't in control of my own body anymore. He was everything to me. But there were times now that I couldn't remember what I was doing, I faded and my demon took over. I knew I hurt him. You like to see him in pain!
He couldn't leave. He was my everything.
I felt my hand slap his face again. It looked like he would cry, but he had no tears left.
Where would he go?
He didn't have anything.
"You maybe be right,' he said quietly, "I am nothing without you. But I can't go on like this. I can't go on being a someone who has nothing left to live for. A someone whose partner - whose soul mate - doesn't tell them anything any more. I'd rather be a nobody."
NO! I tried screaming, but he kept me at bay.
Then he turned again to leave and this time, I couldn't say anything.
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He was gone. He really was gone. I couldn't find him and I searched for weeks. My monster was slowly controlling my body more and more. But I needed to find Harry. Needed to find him before everything I knew got turned to dust.
You don't need him, he tried telling me.
"I NEED HIM!" I was losing it.
He was your whore.
"He was my everything!"
But I am everything you need.
And then I was watching from the background again. Watching as he fucked another man, watching as I slowly lost my mind more and more at the thought of my body being buried in someone other than the one I loved.
He had loved me.
I had loved him.
It was that simple.
But he didn't love me now.
It was in one of those time when my other self had control that I finally saw him, or what was left of him, at the grocery store. I screamed to get free from my mental confinement. Screamed to tell him that this monster wasn't really me.
Look what you did to him.
I didn't do that!
He looked like he was nothing more than a shell. But then, that's what I told him, didn't I?
"Harry?" I broke free and caught his eye, if only for a millisecond. Then he turned and the last part of my heart shattered.
Blood is dripping down my arm, a river of red raging, taking my life.
What life?
I had no life without Harry.
What are you doing? he screamed.
"I'm dying."
WHY?
"You took away my everything."
And thus, I slipped away.
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A/N: Truthfully, I had no idea where I was going with this, but I rather like how it turned out even if it delectably morbid. If you are confused, Draco has another personality that came out after the war. Or you can use your own imagination.
