A/N: OK, this is something completely random that came into my head as a spur-of-the-moment kind of thing. I know it's kinda ... OK, REALLY vague, but it's supposed to be like that. Please leave me a review and tell me if I should leave this as it is, continue it, or delete from ff.net cuz it's so crap? Thanx!

Let Me Bleed

I lie here.

Cold, alone, on the stone floor.

I feel pain.

It doesn't matter.

I deserve it.

Loneliness and pain.

The only two things that I actually deserve in my pathetic life.

It's coming to an end now.

I can feel it.

It's getting darker and darker.

No one's coming.

I know.

I've been here for a while.

I gave up shouting an hour ago.

No one cares.

There's no one on this planet who cares anymore.

That is, if they ever cared in the first place.

One less Malfoy in the world.

What does it matter?

Isn't that what Potter told me once?

No one cares that this Malfoy is the last heir to the Malfoy family.

No one cares that this Malfoy fought for the Light Side in this stupid battle that's just ended and left pure pain and despair.

No one cares that this Malfoy was dragged away from the battlefield, into the Malfoy Manor, and tortured by his own father.

No one cares that this Malfoy is on the cold stone floor, dying.

In fact ... neither do I.

And I'm the Malfoy that everything's happened to.

I can feel the blood trickle down my side.

I know that I deserve it; it was meant for me.

Wait ...

I feel something, no, someone kneeling down beside me.

I can't see who it is.

Too dark.

Way too dark.

The person starts stroking my hair gently.

Hold on ...

I know that touch ...

"Draco ... don't worry ... everything's gonna be OK ..." he whispers.

Oh no. Not him. Please not him ...

I can deal with anything ...

Pain, cold ... death ...

Just not him ...

I can't bear to face him after what I did.

But was it MY fault?

Yes.

"I'm gonna help you get better ..." he says quietly, softly.

No.

No ... don't you understand?

This is the end.

I deserve this.

Let me bleed.

Please, just ...

Let me bleed ...

A/N: WELL! That was an angst-fest, wasn't it? But it's short. Very short. Yes, I know – I tend to make my chapters extremely short. Well, you know that I'll just be sitting here, by my computer, waiting for a review . . . please? Anyone? Anyone at all? Review this? Oh pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaasssseee review this!!!!! starts sobbing like a ... sobbing ... thing