It has spent days, and I haven't discovered what Draco was doing in the Room of Requirement, I just know that he has completely disappeared from all the classes, he stopped showing up, I barely see him even in the corridors, and the thought of just stepping in the Room of Requirement and face him, telling him everything...didn't left my head.

I had so much to let out, so much he needed to know, things I myself have been denying, fearing that he might push me away even more if he heard them...

There was still that odd thing about that old cabinet that Draco hold so much interest in, and the most intriguing part was how the bird had died.

I missed him, that was what I truly knew, I missed the fact he was the only one capable to put a smile on my lips, the only one which I wanted to hold hands with forever.

I missed the way out hands intertwined together so well, like if they were created to fit each other, the way his lips felt perfectly good against mine, like the world had stopped around us, everything was stopped while we felt each other's pain and suffer.

I missed what we had - whatever we had - we weren't properly together, but whatever it was...I missed it.

I was at dinner with Blaise, with my face resting on my palm, focused on my thoughts instead of the food I was currently playing with my fork.

"Are you okay?" I heard Blaise ask softly as he noticed my face, and I nodded as a response. "It's just, you've been odd these last few days." He said, as he placed a bit of food inside his mouth, chewing it.

I took a deep breath, and looked at the ceiling, the enchanted ceiling wasn't as astonishing as it used to be at night, full of stars like the outside sky, it was grey, full of mists like the world was now.

"I just miss him." I said as I wrapped my hand around the necklace that was underneath my clothes, remembering me of all the moments I lived with Draco, perhaps even the moments were I was most happy and didn't know.

"I know you do, everybody does, he just needs time like I said." Blaise said softly.

I can't blame him, he doesn't know half of what I heard or saw, time seemed to be something that Draco didn't had due to him always be rushing everywhere.

"Hey, just look behind you..." Blaise said and I turned around. "It's the Bell girl, she finally recovered." Blaise said firmly, and I saw Katie standing next to the Gryfindor table speaking with Harry.

And as I turned ny gaze to look at my plate, I caught Draco.

There he was, nervously pacing, his robes where nowhere to be seen, only on his two shirts, sweating from his forehead with his hair all messy.

He came to an halt when he caught sight of Katie and Harry, and stared terrified at them, Harry turned around to stare as Draco as well, but he nervously fixed his tie like if it was strangling him, and runned away from the Great Hall.

Without thinking twice, I stood up from my seat, and followed the fastest I could, he didn't looked well, he looked at the verge of throwing up, something inside me told me to follow him, some sort sense inside my heart lead me to follow him.

It was hard to keep up his pace with all the people bumping into me, but I managed to open a path through the crowd with my shoulders, not even caring if I dropped someone to the floor.

He was walking in direction to the sixth floor, his pace was incredible fast, like he was being followed, I didn't know if he knew he was actually being followed.

He fixed his tie multiple times like if it was suffocating him on his run away, I was just a few steps behind him, and watched him disappear when he turned around in a corner.

I knew I didn't losted him, when I heard his footsteps being slowed down, which meant he had reached somewhere, so I carefully focused on the sounds, while I slowly approached the corner he had turned to see what was happening.

A sob.

He was sobbing, and then I heard a familiar voice near him, and I reached the corner, finding myself facing the sixth-floor boys bathroom.

"Tell me what's wrong." I saw Moaning Myrtle say softly, as she was floating near him. "I can help."

Draco was leaned over the sink, with both his arms open wide, his hands supporting his body on the sink.

"No!" He sobbed intensely. "Nobody can help me." His whole body was shaking.

Myrtle didn't answered to him, Draco's sobs were echoing through the whole bathroom, letting my steps quiet.

"I can't do this...no I have to or...or he's going to kill me...he...he's going to kill her..." He sobbed the words out.

I saw the look in Draco's face through the mirror, tears were streaming down his pale and now thin face into the grimsy basin, his eyes were closed as his throat let out deep and heartbreaking sobs.

"Draco..." I said softly, with tears already accumulated in my eyes from seeing his breakdown.

He gasped, and opened his eyes looking at my reflection in the mirror, with a broken gaze, a gaze I was also familiar with.

He didn't said anything ad he turned around abruptly, staring at me like if I was some sort of haunted memory.

"Draco, please talk to me." I said desperately as I took a few trusting steps towards his body that was now facing me.

"No, no...I can't...please don't..." He looked to have so many thoughts accumulated in him, that couldn't manage to built a proper sentence.

Myrtle flew away from us, giving us privacy, as now it was just us, looking at each other's eyes.

His diamond eyes were full of despair, and a sort of sorrowful, the safety I felt when I losted in the deep river of them, no longer lived there, as it was consumed by the darkness his soul had been taken.

He was so pale, and his eyes were dark, letting the tiredness be seen all over his thin face.

"Please...stay away from me...I can't have you hurt...I can't." He begged with his shaking tone.

My old self would walk away, being persuaded by his begging gaze into leaving him again, but my old self had died long ago.

"No..." I said calmly and saw his lips part away. "No, I'm tired of you pushing people away, thinking that you will protect them from you, but who's is going to protect you from yourself?" I asked firmly, as my feet dragged my closer to him, letting my body being only inches away from him.

"Who cares about me, Blackwell." He said carelessly, as he turned around to the sink again.

"I do!" I shouted. "I care about you more than I care about myself, please stop making your safety below everyone, you're as important as everyone else." I said, holding back the tears that were begging to leave my eyes.

"Why?! Why do you still care about me?" He asked abruptly.

I felt losing control of my own behavior, as my head turned off and like if my heart was the one who spoke for me.

"Because I love you!" I shouted in tears, my voice was shaking as I spoke those fours words, finally letting out what only the stars and trees heard by low whispers, the feeling I have been avoiding to admit, but remained there for a long time.

He flinched and his lips parted away at my sentence, he seemed to have lost notion of where he was, seemed to be replaying my honest words in his head over and over again, when he came at the realization of it's seriousness.

"No...no your lying." He said shaking his head, but bot even himself believing in his own words.

"I love you, Draco." I said as some tears streamed down my face, feeling the weight of carrying my true feelings unsaid leaving my shoulders.

"Is this who you love?!" He asked abruptly as he turned around to face me, lifting his left sleeve.

I felt like if a blade crossed my heart when I saw his forearm, the mark that was there displayed - the Dark Mark.

He...he was a Death Eater, that's why he claimed himself to be dangerous, why he wanted to stay away from me, or the person he's been keeping away from...is Voldemort.

I didn't realized I was staring at the mark, speechless, until he pulled the sleeve down, and I felt the tears that were uncontrollably decaying to the floor.

I looked at him, with the most broken gaze, I wasn't mad, I was...confused, there must be a reason behind this, something he's not telling me, something that still doesn't fits, he wouldn't become a Death Eater by choice, I know that.

I didn't know what to say, my brain didn't even got to process what my eyes refused to believe, but the sadness by what they saw was displayed in tears.

He turned his body back to the sink, leaning over it again, as he opened the water, and watched his reflection in the mirror, and started sobbing again, while I was standing doing nothing.

He splashed the water in his face, as his intense sobs filled the entire bathroom, and I watched it, while my hand grabbed the necklace still under my shirt, looking for something to say.

"I know what you did, Malfoy." A voice startled both me and Draco, as Draco gasped, as he looked at his reflection to se who was behind him, as he slowly reached for his wand.

I imediatly turned my head to the bathroom entrance to see Harry, standing there, his gaze looking forth between Draco and me.

"You hexed her, didn't you?" Harry said firmly, as Draco turned nervously at him.

Draco's hair was dripping water, his heavy breathing was the only sound I was listening until Harry spoke again.

"And you?" He said firmly and I turned to him. "You knew about this all along, and played me for a fool." Harry said angrily.

"You leave her out of this, Potter!" Draco shouted as he placed his body in front of mine, and threw a hex at Harry, who missed him by mere inches, hitting the door behind Harry as he covered himself in a wall.

Harry pulled out his wand, and threw a jinx at Draco, but he runned away, and the jinx hit the sink, which shattered in pieces, and water started coming out of it.

"No, stop...both of you!" I shouted but none of them heard me.

They both runned away behind the toilets, Draco was on my point of sight, as he was waiting to Harry to appear to hex him, but his hex failed Harry, who broke more sinks.

Draco peeked to see if Harry was about to attack or not, and so he decided to lurk under the bathroom to try to attack him through there.

Another hex throwed by Draco again, and ranned away before Harry could hit him with his multiple jinx.

"That's enough!" I screamed as stepped forward to face Harry, who appeared in a sudden move behind a wall, who was so blind by rage that didn't noticed at first of his one of his jinx hitting me, making me body being throwed against the wall behind me, as I gasped in pain, and my body fell almost numb onto the floor.

"You fucking Potter, don't fucking touch her!" Draco yelled as he stepped forward ready to fight Harry.

"Cruc-" Draco tried to throw a hex but Harry was faster.

"Sectumsempra!" Harry shouted, and the spell hit Draco, making him fall in the floor next to me.

I lift my head from the floor, feeling all my body sore from the jinx Harry hit me with, and when I looked over at Malfoy, I felt my whole world crashing away.

"Draco!" I cried out, as I ignored the pain all over my body, and crawled next to Draco, leaned over his body.

Draco's body was full of cuts, blood was coming out of them, quickly joining the whole pool of water that the floor was now, he was struggling to breath, the cuts were too deep, they were bleeding too quickly.

I placed my hand in his face, his skin was surprinsly getting even more paller, as colder as well.

"Draco, look at me...you're going to be fine." I said softly, as my other hand tried to stop the bleeding, but nothing worked, there were too many cuts.

"Harry, what have you done!" I screamed from the top of my lungs.

Harry didn't replied to me, he just stood there, staring at me, losing the very last person I had, because of him.

Draco was already coughing blood out of his mouth as he tried to speak, and I panicked, tearing up in tears, as I watched the only person I cared about in this world leave me, as the rest of me dying as well.

I couldn't lost him too, I couldn't...I couldn't lost the last person I will ever love in this ruined world, the last person that kept the light in me.

"Help! Please!" I yelled from the top of my lungs, as my whole body was shaking as also was Draco's. "Please, Draco, don't leave me...you promised..." I whispered only for him to hear.

Suddenly, I see Snape entering the bathroom, his face livid, and he stood right next to Draco, his gaze looking forth between Draco and Harry.

"Don't be there, standing...do something." I shouted, and Harry ended up rushing away from the bathroom nervously, shocked by what he had done, and Snape kneeled besides Draco's body.

"Vulnera Sanentur." Snape murmured an incantation almost looking like a song, as he traced the tip of his wand on the top of Malfoy's wounds, healing them.

The blood that was now mixed with the water, was getting back to Draco's body, filling his pale body with the color again, as Snape repeated his spell multiple times.

I felt relieved by seeing that Draco was being healed, but such relief was washed over the pain that was on my body from Harry jinx.

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Madam Pomprey was finishing her spell for my pain, but my gaze was always fixed on Draco's bed, who was two beds away from the one I was sat in right at the end of the hospital wing.

He was asleep, Madam Pomprey said it would be better for his recovery, but still he looked so tired but so peaceful while he slept.

Blaise had already passed here, the news circulated fastly through the whole school, he came to check on Draco and me, he looked very worried when he saw Draco closely, but didn't stayed for long.

My hands were still dried Draco's blood when I reached the hospital, as I stared at them while Madam Pomprey checked on Draco, reminding myself of what had almost happened, another memory that would haunt me for the rest of my life.

Madam Pomprey finished her healing spell on me, and my body was no longer in pain, so I decided take the advantage for Draco to be sleeping, to let go out the rage accumulated in my body.

I stood up in the floor, and stormed off the hospital, going straight to the Great Hall, my first place that I thought where Harry would be.

My pace was quick through the hallways, I wanted for Harry to be there because what I really wanted, was to get a quick conversation with him, so I could go to the hospital wing, and sat besides Draco's bed.

As soon as I reached the Great Hall, I saw him walking to the Gryfindor table, and so I called for him.

"Harry!" I said firmly and saw him turn around, and walk towards me.

"Lara, I'm sorry by what happened, I didn't know what that spell was." Harry said, and his words just made my anger boil inside me.

"Are out of your mind?" I asked abruptly. "Who in their perfect mind, casts a spell that doesn't even know what it does?!" My voice was loud, perhaps too loud due to the big amount of eyes glued on me.

"Well, calm down, it's not like his not trying to kill Dumbledore." Harry said firmly, and I felt the sudden urge to place a slap across his face.

"You think you're perfect, don't you, the Chosen One, the Boy Who Lived...all those labels that people call you..." I said firmly. "...it must be great to be appreciated by everyone doesn't it?" I asked coldly. "Do they know of the lies they call you?"

"No, I don't think I'm perfect, I just know I'm better than, Malfoy." Harry said firmly.

"There's a different between Draco and you, you would sacrifice everyone to save the world, but he would sacrifice the world to save the people he loves the most." I said calmly.

"And you think that's right, to save only a person and let the rest of the world die?" Harry raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms in front of his chest as he spoke.

"Why save a world, that has always treated you like trash?" I asked, and locked my gaze with his, waiting for a response I knew he wouldn't give me.

He didn't said anything in a few long minutes, probably looking for to what to say, that would justify his unforgivable acts.

"I'm not the bad guy here, it's Malfoy." Harry said clearly, after some seconds of awkward silence.

"And still, you almost become the thing you say he is." I said firmly, as I walked away, and left him there.

Speaking with Harry was just useless, he never tries to see the reason he tries to be the reason.

I walked back to the hospital wing, hoping that Draco wouldn't be awake yet, and luckily he wasn't, so I pulled a chair to sit besides him, and wait for him to be awake.

His eyes were closed, covering the pain and the suffer that in them remained, he looked so peaceful as he slept.

I grabbed his right hand, and slowly interwinned our fingers together, remembering the last time I ever touched them, feeling the coldness in his skin, as my head was in a battle to process everything that happened in the bathroom.

My gaze fell on his left arm, his sleeve was down, but I still could see the mark that is underneath it, trying too know why, or what made him do it, he didn't looked happy to be one, quite the opposite so what is it that he didn't told me.

"Oh, Miss Blackwell, I didn't know you would be here...well Mister Malfoy, is not waking up until tomorrow morning, so you can go rest." She said softly when she appeared to check on Draco.

"Thank you Madam Pomprey but I want to stay here." I gave her a small smile and she nodded in understanding.

She ended up bringing me a blanket for me to cover myself, I looked over at the clock, it wasn't late, so I could be awake, looking at the moon reflecting on the window that illuminated his face.

Surprinsly, I catch Matthew and Charlotte stepping in, both shocked when seeing Draco and me.

"Lara, we heard what happened, how's he?" Charlotte asked softly, but Matthew's features were firm while examinating Draco and me.

"He's fine, he just need to rest." I said softly. "Thank you for the concerning Charlotte." I smiled at her, and she nodded.

Matthew kept his straight face, not saying a word, his hands always inside his pockets, while Charlotte asked me exactly what happened, but of course I didn't told her everything.

"Lara, can I talk to you in private, please." Matthew asked coldly after some minutes of silence from his part.

"Hmm, yeah of course." I stood up from my chair, and followed him until a corner where no one would hear us.

I waited for him to speak up, he cleared his throat in the look for words.

"Why are you here, Matthew?" I asked, being annoyed by his time to speak.

"Hmm, to check on Malfoy, of course." He said, clearly lying.

"Matthew." I said firmly, which was enough for him to speak up.

He took his hands out of his pockets, and looked at the floor, avoiding to look at my eyes while speaking.

"It's the last week, and it's my last year here, I didn't wanted to stay mad at you when I may not seeing you again." He said softly.

"Is that all?" I asked firmly, not that I don't think the same, I want to make peace with him as well but, I knew I shouldn't, he doesn't deserve such forgiveness.

"You know..." He said vaguely. "I had a crush on you, around your fourth and