Hi guys! New fanfic. WARNING THIS IS VERY SAD so yeah. Some of the chapters will be quite short but what the hell plz reveiw. plz ~ Draco

They say when you die you see your life in seven minutes.

Glioblastoma multiform.

Draco forced a breath between his teeth, reaching for Harry hand. Gripping it tightly, the hospital chair making a rustle as he shifted his weight.

"Operating is an option but the success rate is under ten per cent"

Ten per cent. That is all he had. For every ten people one survived.

Suck the breath in. Suck the breath out. In out in out in out.

"Don't… Don't I have…?" His throat closed up, his heart hammered and his head pounded.

Is your head pounding or is it the tumour, the tumour growing in you, killing you, only ten per cent, only ten, life without Harry, life without life.

The Nurse looked too quiet. Too calm. Too knowing. Did he know even then he was dying? Did it show up on the test? Did she know when he first came here?

It started with the head aches, the dizziness, and the nausea. Thinking it was the flu. Thinking it wasn't fatal. Thinking it wasn't goingto kill me so slowly.

Leaving him behind

Leaving Harry behind.

He held him tighter, needing to feel safe. He couldn't hear what anyone was saying. It was all blurred. Everything. Everything so meaningless now he had no time.

One year.

One small year.

One year to travel the world.

One year to marry Harry.

One year to have a child.

One year to grow old.

One year.

He didn't have enough time.

It used to flow like a waterfall, too much of it at one time. Drowning you, overwhelming you. But now, it wasn't there. He was about to jump off the edge and plunge.

"Thank you Doctor." He heard Harry say shakily. I have one year. Harry stood up. One year left with this incredible man. They stood shakily and left the room, Draco leaning on Harry's arm. As soon as the door clicked close Harry spun and held Draco tight to his chest, feeling the blonde boy start to shake and Harry buried his face into his hair.

"Harry…" He cried, his arms wrapping firmly around his waist, not letting go. Never letting go.

"I can't lose you." Harry whispered back, holding Draco closer, scared he might slip away like ash. And take what was left of his heart with him as he went. They stood for a while, just outside the door, not moving, not speaking, not breaking about. Just being. And that was all they needed for now. Each other.

"I love you." Was all Draco replied, muttering into Harry's collarbone.
"Always."


364 days left. Make a Bucket List.

Harry looked over from the kitchen, looking through the arch and frowning. He could work out Draco's blonde hair, hunched over something he was writing on the table. He softly walked over, looping his arms around his neck and pecking over his shoulder, kissing his hair.

"What are you doing love?" He asked, trying to work out the writing. Draco turned and kissed Harry softly, before answering.

"I am making a Bucket List. I read it in one of your muggle books." Harry frowned, grasping Draco's arm and sitting down next to him, looking into his eyes.

"There is a chance that-"

"Harry." Harry stopped talking, his shoulders slumping.

"I know, it's just... I need to hold onto something." He sighed, holding Draco's hand to his face.

"I know Darling, But, we are doing to make the most of this and I am going to do everything on my bucket list!" Harry smiled at Draco enthusiasm and pulled it across the table, his eyes skimming it over.

Bucket List
Make a Bucket List
Get a cat

"You can't see it!" Draco protested, sticking his tongue out.

Harry huffed as Draco pulled the list back, grinning.

"Get a cat?" Draco looked confused, shrugging.

"I like cats." Draco stood up and sat on Harrys lap, looping his arms around Harry waist and snuggling his head into Harry's neck. Harry smiled and hugged him back, resting his head in Draco's hair and inhaling his smell. Sighing.

"Love You." He muttered quietly, feeling his eyes start to prickle.

"I love you more." Draco replied, his voice thick too. Draco kissed Harry softly then pulled back.

"I must finish the bucket list." He said, abruptly standing up. He walked to the other side of the table and picked up the quill.

Bucket list.

Make a Bucket List.

Get a cat.

Propose to Harry.

Marry Harry.

Go to a Muggle film place thing.

Go to 'Tropiquaria'.

Cook a meal for Harry.

Take Harry to Canada.

Run the race for life.

Celebrate Christmas once more

Write a book.

Don't let Harry get sad.

Draco looked up and sighed. All he wanted to do was be with Harry but even that had been taken away from him.

They say when you die you see your life in seven minutes.