Talk To Me

by facelesswriting

While finishing their education, the 8th years are picking up the pieces of their lives, but Harry's world is still crashing down around his ears. As he spirals apart, even the most unlikely people are banding together to keep him sane, but will he ever recover? And will he ever find his voice again? (TW for self-harm, panic attacks, and depression)

20. Chapter 20

20- Draco POV

I knew it was his bag when I saw it, though I couldn't say how I knew it was his. A pit opened up in my stomach, weighing me down, making me feel as if I was going in slow motion as I saw the halls rushing past.

I was out on the grounds, but I knew he was already in the air. There was nothing I could do to get him down, short of hoping I could hit him with some spell. Any spell. Right now, my mind was blank.

I could see the pitch. I couldn't pull a breath. I could see him flying. I couldn't feel my hands. I could see him spiralling. I couldn't find my wand. I could see him plummeting.

I couldn't find my wand.