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Chapter nine: Falling
I slid down the wall I was leaning against after witnessing that horrific site. My knees were bent and my head was slumped down. I just sat there and cried. I didn't care anymore. There was no need to keep living up to my once tough reputation. No need at all. Tears streamed down my cheeks and onto my robes. But I didn't give a shit. My life was completely meaningless. I had lost everything. I had no friends, no family. Oh, sure my family was there. "There" refering to the physical form that was my parents, but they didn't care about me at all. All they cared about was themselves. As for friends, well, I never had them to begin with. The biggest loss was Harry. He filled my life with love and compassion. He gave me a reason to live. Now that he's gone, what was the point?
I sat in the hall analyzing my life until I realized how long I had been sitting there. I opened my watch. It was 6:45. Dinner was almost over. I wasn't hungry, so I got up and headed towards professor Lupin's room. I walked down the dark corridors, sometimes having to suck behind a pillar because Filch was coming, but I finally reached my sanctuary. Professor Lupin was standing outside his classroom waiting for me.
"You can't stay here Draco." He said to me.
I couldn't speak. I was once again being kicked out of a place I not only needed, but trusted. I simply looked at him in silence until he continued.
"Harry is here." He continued.
Those words falling from his lips was like a sudden burst of energy. My life was filled again. Harry was no longer far from me; he was right through a door. I ran and tried to turn the knob, but it was locked. I looked at Lupin who was holding the key in his hand. It was as though he was trying to torture me. Standing there with his key. The key to my future, but also to my death. I fell back onto the wall and slowly slid down it. I sat on the cold floor and cried. I didn't think I had the tears left, but they came in abundance.
"You know this is how it has to be." He said as he came down to my level from where he stood before. "I hate saying this Draco, but you cannot see Harry. Classes are bad enough. You may stay in Professor Snape's classroom, but you cannot stay here. I'm sorry." He put his hand on my shoulder and I quickly shoved it away. I grabbed my belongings that were on the floor next to his feet and walked away without saying a word.
****
I reached Snape's class and found him standing outside just as Lupin had. "Hello Draco." He said to me as he opened the door. I didn't feel like talking about anything, so I just went into his back room and made myself a bed. I had known where his room was from six years of being teacher's pet. I knew that dungeon like the back of my hand. I sat on the cot for a while, then finally laid down. I stared up at the ceiling. I closed my eyes knowing that I needed sleep. When darkness came, all I could see was Harry. The Harry that I fell in love with. The Harry that was happy and funny. I tried so hard to get that image out of my head. I knew that I would never get any sleep if I kep picturing him. I couldn't get him out though. I tried and tried, but whenever I closed my eyes, all I could see was him. I opened my eyes after trying to not see him for the tenth time and stood up. I tried to shake the image of Harry out of my head. Our first, and probably last kiss was playing over
and over again despite the fact that my eyes were open. I hit my head hard repeatedly, but I still saw him. I saw me too. I saw us. We were together; we were happy. I wanted so much for this to be true, but I knew in my head it could not ever be. My heart wanted to know why, but I could not answer it. I felt myself falling after that. I reached the ground, but not as hard as I would have imagined. It was unusually comfortable. I knew sleep would never come, so I just stayed there and gazed off into my own unreachable dreams.
Chapter nine: Falling
I slid down the wall I was leaning against after witnessing that horrific site. My knees were bent and my head was slumped down. I just sat there and cried. I didn't care anymore. There was no need to keep living up to my once tough reputation. No need at all. Tears streamed down my cheeks and onto my robes. But I didn't give a shit. My life was completely meaningless. I had lost everything. I had no friends, no family. Oh, sure my family was there. "There" refering to the physical form that was my parents, but they didn't care about me at all. All they cared about was themselves. As for friends, well, I never had them to begin with. The biggest loss was Harry. He filled my life with love and compassion. He gave me a reason to live. Now that he's gone, what was the point?
I sat in the hall analyzing my life until I realized how long I had been sitting there. I opened my watch. It was 6:45. Dinner was almost over. I wasn't hungry, so I got up and headed towards professor Lupin's room. I walked down the dark corridors, sometimes having to suck behind a pillar because Filch was coming, but I finally reached my sanctuary. Professor Lupin was standing outside his classroom waiting for me.
"You can't stay here Draco." He said to me.
I couldn't speak. I was once again being kicked out of a place I not only needed, but trusted. I simply looked at him in silence until he continued.
"Harry is here." He continued.
Those words falling from his lips was like a sudden burst of energy. My life was filled again. Harry was no longer far from me; he was right through a door. I ran and tried to turn the knob, but it was locked. I looked at Lupin who was holding the key in his hand. It was as though he was trying to torture me. Standing there with his key. The key to my future, but also to my death. I fell back onto the wall and slowly slid down it. I sat on the cold floor and cried. I didn't think I had the tears left, but they came in abundance.
"You know this is how it has to be." He said as he came down to my level from where he stood before. "I hate saying this Draco, but you cannot see Harry. Classes are bad enough. You may stay in Professor Snape's classroom, but you cannot stay here. I'm sorry." He put his hand on my shoulder and I quickly shoved it away. I grabbed my belongings that were on the floor next to his feet and walked away without saying a word.
****
I reached Snape's class and found him standing outside just as Lupin had. "Hello Draco." He said to me as he opened the door. I didn't feel like talking about anything, so I just went into his back room and made myself a bed. I had known where his room was from six years of being teacher's pet. I knew that dungeon like the back of my hand. I sat on the cot for a while, then finally laid down. I stared up at the ceiling. I closed my eyes knowing that I needed sleep. When darkness came, all I could see was Harry. The Harry that I fell in love with. The Harry that was happy and funny. I tried so hard to get that image out of my head. I knew that I would never get any sleep if I kep picturing him. I couldn't get him out though. I tried and tried, but whenever I closed my eyes, all I could see was him. I opened my eyes after trying to not see him for the tenth time and stood up. I tried to shake the image of Harry out of my head. Our first, and probably last kiss was playing over
and over again despite the fact that my eyes were open. I hit my head hard repeatedly, but I still saw him. I saw me too. I saw us. We were together; we were happy. I wanted so much for this to be true, but I knew in my head it could not ever be. My heart wanted to know why, but I could not answer it. I felt myself falling after that. I reached the ground, but not as hard as I would have imagined. It was unusually comfortable. I knew sleep would never come, so I just stayed there and gazed off into my own unreachable dreams.