A/N: Hiya, I'm new to this whole posting stories and writing fanfiction bit. I'd greatly appreciate reviews and all that jazz. Honesty is the best policy.
WARNING: Slash. Male/Male Pairing. If you are against it, then don't read.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the wonderful world that JK created. Though I'd love to.
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Now, on with the story
Hello.
I sit next to him in silence. I want to reach out to him and touch his face, wipe away his tears, and comfort him, but I don't know how.
Playground school bell rings again
Rain clouds come to play again
He looks at the pictures strewn through out the room. He has a sad, cold smile on his face. I stand next to him and whisper that everything will be fine that he has no reason to be so distraught. He just walks away from me.
Has no one told you she's not breathing?
Hello, I am your mind giving you someone to talk to, Hello
I follow him to our bedroom as he lies on the bed and starts to sob quietly. Louder and louder they become, until the room is filled with the sounds of his anguish. I start to cry silently when I hear this. I don't understand why he is so upset. He is calling for me. I tell him that I'm right here but he doesn't hear me.
If I smile and don't believe
Soon I know I'll wake from this dream
I go to his bed and gently stroke his cheek. He shivers under my touch as if he is freezing. I pull the bedding up to him and he looks confused.
Don't try to fix me, I'm not broken
Hello, I'm the lie living for you so you can hide, Don't cry
He calls out softly for me and I ask him what is wrong. He asks me if this is a dream and I wonder what he means. He tells me that this must be a dream. I question why he thinks that. He screams to me if this is some sick joke, if someone is screwing around with him. I tell him that I don't understand, he just sobs in reply. I try to hold him but he says not to touch him. He ask who would be sick enough to do this when he is in such grief. Then I remember,
Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping
Hello I'm still here, all that's left of yesterday
Today was the day I died. I don't really remember how but I did. I start to fade from him, telling him that I love him and that I'll see him when his time comes.
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I look around the room again and realize that I must be crazy because I know it my love talking to me and that I will miss him until I see him again. For now I'm slowly dying from the inside out.
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[Two months later
We buried them next to each other, knowing that they would want it this way. After Harry fell ill and passed on, Draco wasn't himself anymore. He just went through the day like a… a robot, I guess. He lost his heart went Harry died. He just stopped eating, he barely slept. He left us on the two month anniversary of Harry's death. We'll miss them but at least we know that they are happy together.
I don't own the song Hello, by Evanescence. Though I recommend listening to it.
