I'm. Speechless. I loved this story so much. It's so breathtaking and I absolutely adore it. Thank you. Some lines I loved:
Harry didn’t know why he decided to come back, but the thought itched as if he’d forgotten something at Malfoy’s house, a wallet, a hat, a self.
“Are we dead yet?” Draco asked quietly, some hope in it, like he was asking if they were safe instead.
When they get back, it’s right before the cloudburst, and Draco says something about how raindrops must feel lonely before they fall into the ocean.
“When you sleep, it’s so quiet,” Draco mumbled, his eyes all milk again, so Harry stopped sleeping.
“You did! You did it yourself, you fucking idiot!” Harry yells, and Draco catches his tears with his fingers as if he can’t bear to see them fall to the rocks, so close to the ocean, so close to not being lonely.
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