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A/N: I decided to make this a two part, someone asked me for another part, i think they wanted a happy ending, opps!

What you Don't Know

Part Two

I lie there, cold and alone, my heart pounding into my chest. My eyes burning and alive with fear. The stone floor is dirty and damp. I can smell my own blood, oozing out of my now broken nose. I lie there. Face down, hair out of place, and dirty. I am everything I was raised not to be, defeated and lost. My hands are bound behind my back and the rope burns my pale skin. Blood seeping through the layers of skin staining my wrists pink. I want to scream, to let out a cry, but I wont, If anything I am still proud, proud and cocky. Like a Malfoy should be. That's the one trait I will never lose, my own goddamn pride. If anything they will say I never cried, never let out a scream of agony. I don't think I even know how anymore. I have forgotten how to cry, amazing.

How did it end like this? How did I end up in this cell, alone, cold, and dangling somewhere between earth and wherever it is we all go when we die. And that's the one truth to this entire mess, I am going to die here. No one will save me this time, no one is coming. I've either killed or hurt everyone who loved me. There backs turned and there eyes deflected. I fucked up. I fucked it all up.

I close my eyes as I here the door behind me open. Why don't they just end it, no ones death should take this long. But here I am trapped, kept alive because some jerk in a court is saying what there doing to me is wrong. Saying I deserve to live my life in a cage. Saying I'm a person with feelings and emotions. I am; I'm very much a person, but they don't realize something, I am a bad person. A very bad person. I feel a cold hand grab the hair on the back of my head and yank my face up. The guard keeps his grip tight, even he hates me. My knees stay on the ground and I suddenly wish I had the strength to stand as the stone cuts into my knees. A fleeting though, for I will never stand again. Its hard to see through my eyes, the room is dark and they a swollen to the point where I think I am going blind. I'm sure the glazed over and white, I've caused many people to have eyes like this. And then a voice fills my ears, the last voice I had ever expected to here.

"Draco Malfoy, you are,"

"Severus?" My voice cuts through the air. He stops talking. "You don't work for the ministry." my voice is raspy and raw. I can barley even hear myself. I hear him take a step closer, when had he moved in front of me. Is the room a circle or a square? I cant remember.

"I requested to read you the verdict. I though," he trailed off. He's not one to trail off. "I owe you that Draco." I'm almost a hundred percent sure I'm smirking.

"You owe me nothing." I say sarcastically. He feels guilty, guilty as sin. He testified against me, most believe it was his testimony that sealed my fate. He knew more then anyone, and he might be the only person in the world who still holds some respect for my dark soul.

"I owe you this much." He paused for a moment before beginning again. "Draco Malfoy you have been charged with the tortures and murders of seven witches or wizards and eleven muggles. The court has found you guilty of all eighteen slayings including that of…"

"I know there names." I almost snap at him. I can't here them all again. He clears his throat.

"Alright Draco," another pause. Come on Snape just say it. "The court has also found you guilty in the conspiracy to kill twenty other members of the wizardry world. Evidence has also been found of you giving the order to kill several others. The court finds reason to believe that you are to dangerous to kept alive and hear by passed down your judgment and give you to the Dementors of Azkaban. You will suffer the kiss immediately following this sentencing." I hear a piece of paper being folded and suddenly I am glad he came, despite almost two years without contact, of accusations of betrayal and lies, I am glad he told me how it all ends. Funny isn't it? And then something tugs at my heart, a pair of browns eyes, a smile. A girl, no scratch that, a women. One that used to love me, and now hates the air I breath so raggedly. I have to ask, have to know.

I love hurting myself.

"Dose she know?" I ask. I know he knows.

"Yes." He sounds so sad, he understand that I am still capable of loving one thing in this world despite all the damage I have done.

"Well then." Its all I can think to say.

"Do you have any last request Mr. Malfoy?" He ask me almost kindly. I think for a long moment before I decided to ask my last favor. My very last.

"Will you tell her that," It hurts to much to talk. I feel his hand on my shoulder suddenly. I suck in a breath. I have to say this. "I'm sorry for thinking I was untouchable, for thinking I was more then human. But that I'm not sorry for loving her, and that." I cough roughly, I can taste the blood on my lips. "And that, she was right, she's always right. I love her , I was lying when I said I didn't, and that I will always love her. Always."

"I will tell her." His hand lets me go and I feel the room grow cold. They are coming for me.

"I'm sorry." I mean it. "I had to save her."

"I know you did." He sounds so fucking sad. "Don't worry Draco, I'll stay until the end." And somehow, knowing he will be there to watch them suck out my soul gives me comfort. They say to watch the kiss be preformed is unbearable, he must feel very guilty indeed. I know what's coming, there going to suck out my soul, there going to feed off of all the bad things I've done.

This may take a while.

I close they pale gray eyes that no longer work. I suck in a breath, here, at the end of my life, I want only one thing. A hundred years from now, no one will care about my death, no one will give it a second though other then, he died. Its normal, people don't dwell on death, its a fact of life, everyone will die. But not everyone will live, I've lived. I've lived with her. I gave it all up for love. And suddenly the side of me that died a long time ago, the one that longs to touch her skin and whisper words of sweetness resurfaces. I'm not making sense anymore, not even to myself.

They enter the room, one at a time. I'm cold as ice, so cold its hard to breath what little air makes it to my lungs. I wont scream, I refuse to scream. And then it starts. So many flashes, so many memories. Of all the things I have done, the people I had ordered killed, the ones I killed myself. There faces, there pleads for mercy echo in my head, like an old wound being cut open again, the scar tissue making it more painful then before. How long has it been now, minutes, hours, days. It feels like it a lifetime, it has only been seconds. And now everything is going black, I feel my head hit the floor, but it doesn't really hurt. I'm somewhere else. And then I hear a voice, calling my name. And I remember, all these things that I've done suddenly slip away and the most painful memory of my life plays out in slow motion.

"I don't care about you Granger. I've only been using you."

"Liar."

You see loving your enemy is not grand. It isn't stronger then the reality in which we walk. It is a nightmare, a curse. Unlike the love stories and songs there is never a happy ending. It destroys you, it ruins not only your life but those all around you. Loving your enemy, its a fools dream. Something worth everything and nothing at the same time. Everything and nothing.

"Malfoy." She calls. Her voice so desperate. "I love you." she had never said it before.

Looking back now I realize she had said it a thousand times. In her own way. Maybe that's why she got me to fall, she showed me a side of the world I have never though possible. Stupid Granger. After she said it, I kissed her. She won me over with those three words. Sometimes I think I am still living that moment, I close my eyes and she's back in my arms and I am kissing her. I'm in love. And I'm still a good person. I can feel her, taste her, and I want her more then ever.

"And you're a coward."

I am a coward. I ran from her instead of protecting her. I hide and never saw her again. I lied to her, I broke it off. I destroyed us. And I did it all while hiding the truth from her. A coward indeed.

Somehow I know she is doing the same. Tracing the door with her fingers. Crying softly to herself. I stay they for a long time. "I love you." I whisper.

Maybe that's now I did it. Maybe that's how I killed them all, you see, when I walked away I hated myself. Hated myself more then words can express, I was a tool and I let them throw me and twist me. And I let them without hesitation. When you lose everything you become nothing. Everything and nothing.

I am nothing without her, I never was anything without her. It was all for her, and she hated me. Oh how I fucked it up.

And then it all stops. I open my pale gray eyes and I'm staring at my lifeless body, broken and bruised. Bloody and limp. I'm not dead, I can see the guard checking my pulse. But I'm not there anymore, my soul has been sucked out. I've read about this, my body will live for a few days maybe weeks, unable to drink or eat, I will die, but now I must wait. Wait for it all to really end, unable to speak of been seen.

Nothing, dangling between here and there.

see Snape, he is crying, tears sliding down his gaunt cheeks. There's nothing I can do to comfort him, he cant hear me. But he will be alright, I'm sure, he is strong. There's only one person I want to see before my body shuts down. A pair of brown eyes calls to me.

Maybe then I will be something again.

You see, she is worth everything.

A/N: I hope you liked it, please review!