And it might be the second to last chapter (I'm planning for the next chapter to be the last, but who knows)
Thank you to everyone who has been reading this, I'm glad that I could write something that people seem to really like (not one bad review in the bunch!) Heck, I'll even say thankyou to the people who have been reading without reviewing! (I do this 99 of the time myself).
Yes, I know lyrics in a story can get annoying, but here's a chapter with lyrics (any dir en grey fans reading this?) I tried to find a decent translation, since this seemed like a fitting song to use...
I couldn't return home, I wanted to forget the "un-wavering" love for you
That day from your eyes I had disappeared.
Now what is it that I can do?
I saw you torn apart by tears
I held you in my arms harder than usual, didn't I?
But you don't change
The now where there is no longer your love I realized…
But you… I was really "stupid"
Should I stop it at there?
When I thought about you for some reason tears ran down my face.
I couldn't return home, I wanted to forget that up 'til now that I once more Remember even as I wanted to forget the heart that loved that hurts
I wouldn't think of hurting you at all That's why up 'til now I wanted to always hold you in my arms
Me, being overly-backstabbed by love…
"that which was three years past, to which I can't return to now"
Of the two of us who met, why was there something was left for you?
If the two of us met again we would be able to continue like that to town.
I couldn't return home, I wanted to forget, up 'til now together once more Remember even as I wanted to forget the heart that loved that hurt For eternity, for eternity up 'til now together with no love For eternity, for eternity the love between the both of us will not return.
La la la...
Dir en grey - Yurameki
Even when I killed him, he still loved me.
Even when I killed him, he still loved me.
Even when I killed him, he still loved me.
These words reverberated through Harry's mind. At first his mind had been blank, he didn't really notice what Draco had said. Draco... Draconis.
Then everything around him went dark. Everything around just floated away as they went dark. The last thing he saw was Draco's eyes on him, wide. Frightened? Did it matter? Did any of this actually matter/Draco/
Draco felt a wave of panic hit him as he watched Harry fall to the floor. It wasn't a slow sinking, but a sudden collapse. However, that wasn't what scared him... It felt like something had left him... He found himself by Harry's side, but still nothing. He realized he couldn't feel Harry anymore.
/Harry! Harry, please speak to me! Scream, yell, anything! Now, Harry/ But nothing happened. He heard nothing from the unconscious boy and the body stayed still. Harry simply wasn't there.
Behind him, he heard laughter. It started out low but then grew in intensity. Who would dare-! Then he remembered Voldemort's presence. How dare that bastard laugh about this! He had no idea what was wrong with Harry! The boy wasn't breathing, but that didn't really say anything; vampires did not breathe.
"You should have known better... look at you! Look at what love has done to you, the mighty Draconis, former king of all vampires. Now look at you. First, you abandoned your thrown, throwing the kingdom into chaos. Now you are... crying over this boy?" Voldemort drawled, sneering.
Draco lifted a hand up and realized he was. He had never cried in his life...
"You're weak now, allowing yourself to fall for that slut of a human. I'm glad that I never loved Severus, although he is useful to me; at least he isn't a whore." Voldemort walked over to his lover, petting him on the head; when the vampire moved to get away he gripped his hair tightly before releasing him, as a warning. "You weren't even his first, in either lifetime. Or his second. I have been watching him for a while now, you see. There were more reasons than you know about why the boy's mother did not trust you; she has never trusted any of her son's lovers, all older, more experienced than him. However, I guess you ruined him for rest of the human race before he was even born, poor Harold. He was a little too... enthusiastic for most. Not ev-"
"I don't care!" Draco found himself yelling. "I don't care if he has had anyone before me! I am his last and the one he loves. Did you really think I didn't know all of this?"
"Do you think he still wants you? He obviously couldn't take knowing you were his tormentor..." Voldemort tried to get a rise out of the other vampire; however, it didn't work, as Draconis still had a death grip on the boy. "Just leave him Draconis! Rejoin the vampire kingdom, we can rebuild it."
"The kingdom can go to hell for all I care," Draco spat. "They can all go to hell!"
"Even Severus, Lucius, and Narcissa, I hear that you've actually grown... tolerant of them." If it had been anyone else, Draco would have said the tone was pleading.
"Harry is the one that matters. Leave before I kill you."
Voldemort's eyes lit up. "Kill me? Leave? This is my castle now. These people are mine. You should be worried. If you try, there's no way either you or the boy will make it out."
There was silence for several moments.
"Severus," Draco suddenly spoke. "Leave, and take Weasley. Tell the others I'll deal with them if they try to stop you."
Weakly, the other vampire nodded and moved to obey, limping to the door with the body slung over his shoulder.
"Severus, you only obey me!" Voldemort yelled, but he was ignored. "You are my mate!"
The dark haired man turned for a moment, first looking at Voldemort, then at Draco. "Thank you," the dark haired man said before closing the door behind him. He would be free...
"He will no longer be yours. You no longer hold any claim over him." Draco laid Harry gently on the floor and stood.
"You don't have the authority to do that." Voldemort snarled. "I took your place!"
"I'm still the king." Draco grinned darkly. "I'm still your king and I'm still Draconis. You think you no longer have any reason to fear me because I love someone? I love Harry with all my heart and will do anything for him. I will kill you to keep him safe. You, on the other, don't even know what you want! First, you want to kill Harry, then you want to rebuild the empire? What do you have to fight for?"
"I am who I fight for and the betterment of the kin-" He stopped when a hand latched onto his jaw, nails digging into the skin.
"There is no more kingdom, tom. You are the only one who thinks there is. Those vampires down there are here because they are bored and young. The majority weren't even alive when there was a vampire kingdom."
"I will kill him." Voldemort tried to say.
"You're just insane enough that I believe that." Draco chuckled before suddenly squeezing hard, holding on tightly as the other vampire struggled to free himself. However, it was no use, the sharp nails had sunk in deep, puncturing the cheeks and blood was running down the hand connected to them. "Does that feel good?" Draco purred. He heard the struggling vampire moan, but other than that, nothing came out. "I thought so. You know, if you had not threatened my lover... my mate…I would have allowed you to live. You only had stay away and mind your own business! Was that too much to ask?" He forced his fingers deeper, feeling skin slide around his fingers. By this point Voldemort was reduced to a whimpering mess as felt his cheeks being ripped open.
Draco knew Harry was strong and smart, but he would not take the chance... For threatening Harry, he would die painfully, just as Harold had.
Voldemort tried to lash out, but it was useless against the older, stronger king. "I something bothering you, my old friend?" Draco asked, before yanking his hand forward wrenching apart the hinge between the jaw and skull. He smiled when he heard the gurgling noise coming from the back of Voldemort's throat as the vampire tried to scream.
Draco released the jaw, allowing it to hang by threads of skin. "I could say I have missed this, tom, but truthfully, torture really doesn't do it for me anymore. However, you are a special case. And I did warn you. I said if you didn't leave, I would kill you. Did not believe me? I think your fingers will be next." The vampire in question scrambled for the door, but didn't make it; Draco's bloody hand had clamped down on his leg, dragging him back.
Voldemort lashed out wildly, in terror, knowing his life was about to end.
"Now, don't be like that. I thought you said you wouldn't be leaving the castle..." /...alive./
AN: and to think, I like tom. at least I like him in stories where he isn't Harry's enemy...