A/N: Hey this was going to be a one shot but I changed my mind. I suddenly got this inspiration for a sequel! Heehee how cool. Lol

I blindly walk through the halls, not caring where I'm going. It's been exactly three weeks, two days, and five hours since Harry died. I've been keeping track. He's gone, the world is doomed, everything is going to turn for the worse, everything already has. It's been happening more and more lately, more deaths. Dark marks in the sky everywhere. No one knows what to do…not even me.

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I saw Granger and Weasley today. They looked horrible. Their eyes were red and swollen and they had dark rings under their eyes. They wouldn't look anyone in the eye. It's quite depressing. All the Gryffindors are like that. They don't talk and they all have these blank expressions on their faces. Most of the Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs are like that too, especially that Chang girl. The Slytherins couldn't be happier…well except for me. I haven't been eating. I haven't been sleeping either. I just can't, I feel like I'm going to be sick. I feel empty inside. I have no more emotion left.

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I'm in the astronomy tower, where it happened. Where Harry left me. I look out the window and see the twinkling stars. I look away, they remind me too much of his beautiful, pure eyes. The eyes I wish I could see one last time, even if just for a few seconds. A few seconds where I could hold him in my arms and just hold him and comfort him and love him. That's something I can never have. I feel the tears rise in my eyes. I try to hold them back but I can't, I just can't. I let out all the hurt and fear that I've held in for so long. They pour forth, my sobs echoing off the walls of the empty room. I collapse to the floor and my body wracks with pain and suffering that I can't control. My sobs slowly subside and I crawl over to the bag that I brought with me and dump the contents on the stone floor. A piece of parchment, quill, and ink. I can't handle it anymore. I pull the paper and ink towards me and begin to write.

Dear whomever it concerns,

I can't handle it, I feel like I'm falling. I'm so close to the edge. I'm teeter over it everyday and finally I've fallen. I'm gone forever. Father I'm sorry for being a coward, I have disgraced you, I just have no life left in me. I'm empty. Harry is gone. I've gone to see him. I need to see him. He is my other half, my life source. Without him I'm nothing. Nothing but a body with no soul or will to live. I'm sorry. I need to fly to him. I need to see him up there. I have to endure his eyes in the twinkling sky every night. Now I can see you again Harry. I'm coming.

Draco Malfoy

I folded the note and put it by the door. I slowly walked over to the window ledge, my heart hammering and pounding against my pale chest. I slowly step up onto the ledge outside and hang on the edges. I look up into the sky one last time; the stars are twinkling innocently at me.

"I love you Harry" I jumped.

A/N: Well that's the end! That's how I feel sometimes, empty and not wanted. It's a horrible feeling. I hope none of you ever have to go through that. I hope you liked my story.