A flash of green light and then it was all over. A young boy leant down and surveyed the face of another.
"Draco? … " No answer, "Draco? Wake up…"
His grey eyes once so full of hate and malice, now lifeless, dead and empty.
Harry touched his face softly, his fingers trailing over the milky white skin.
"Draco?…"
Emerald green eyes became blurry as tears threatened to fall.
"Don't leave me…"
Panic rose in his chest, the sound of his thumping heart filling his ears.
"Harry? Harry?" A voice was saying above him.
He didn't want to tear his eyes away from him. He couldn't. Because that would be admitting that he was gone and that was not an option.
"Harry!" The voice was urgent now and sounded far away.
Everything was growing dark; the world around him was spinning. But he couldn't look away…
But, that wasn't his choice… The colour of death enveloped him.
"Draco… Wake up…"
By All Hope Is Lost.