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Author's Note: When I first began this I had no intention of making it a death story. In fact, I hadn't even thought that far ahead. I had no clue how I was going to get Harry and Severus together, I just knew that they would end up that way. When I posted this story at first, I still hadn't decided how I was going to achieve the Snarry element of the fic and then one night it just came to me. So, I apologize to all of you who have been reading thus far. I'm sure that some of you, had you known, wouldn't have begun reading this in the first place, and as much as it pained me to write this chapter because he is my favorite character, I couldn't see a way around it. I have, as I'm sure you noticed, altered the warnings and summary so that it now includes character death. Thanks to those who have stuck it out and I hope, just out of sheer curiosity, that you stick around until the end.

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Chapter 5 - It's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. At least that's what the happy people say�

Over the summer, the two did in fact write every day. Draco and Harry would write each other as many letters as they possibly could, sending their responses as soon as they were written, causing them to exchange about ten each a day. But as they got closer to Harry's birthday the letters began to taper off.

The letters he received slowly began to dwindle, instead of ten he would get about 7, then 5. And by the time it was July 31st, he hadn't gotten one single letter from his boyfriend. The week before he had gotten one a day, then nothing. At midnight on his birthday he received the normal letters and presents from all of his other friends, but nothing came from Draco. He couldn't figure out what had happened to the blonde and why he was all of a sudden turning away from him. The last couple of letters he had gotten weren't exactly warm and fluffy like the rest had been. Harry was beginning to worry.

A few days after his birthday, and still no eagle owl to bear him a letter, he moved to Grimmauld Place for the rest of the summer. He wasn't too thrilled about being in his Godfather's house, but he really didn't have much of a choice; it was the only place he could go that was perfectly safe for him.

Despite the fact that he had been having whole conversations through owl post for a good part of the time he was with his relatives, he had gotten all of his homework done. A fact which Hermione, who was still ignoring him, was irritated by. The rest of the people at Headquarters, namely the Weasleys, Remus and occasionally, Snape, left him to himself. He was too caught up in worrying about Draco to notice that every time his dark haired professor was in the house he was carefully watching Harry.

No one had received word from Draco, not that they were at all suspicious. And even if Severus was, he was still a little too jealous to look into it fully. Usually he got at least a few letters from the blonde over the summer because he was, at least previously, Snape's favorite student and they had known each other Draco's whole life.

Everyone was clueless to what had really happened to him, and such a shame it was. Because had they known, they may have been able to save him.

Lucius had been hearing things from his friends, whose children had told them in letters, that his son was not only gay, but was dating the Boy Who Lived. He wasn't happy, to say the least, and he planned on beating it out of his son or getting rid of him permanently. He couldn't have a fag in his bloodline. It was one thing to dabble here and there, behind your wife's back while not getting caught, but it was a completely different issue when you broadcast it for everyone to know.

Lucius wasn't having any of that shit. His son would marry and produce an heir or he would die.

He decided to wait until his son returned home and see how bad the situation was before he made his decision as to what he was going to do about it. But there was no way he could have prepared himself for how far gone his own flesh and blood was on one Harry Potter.

As Draco stepped off the train and caught his father's eye he knew something was stewing in the man's brain, but he was trying to be optimistic so he didn't let himself dwell on it. Instead, he happily, though not too outwardly, went home with his father and attempted to keep his relationship with Harry on the down low. Unfortunately for him, his father already knew and was monitoring his owl mail, reading everything before it even reached him. To say Lucius was incensed would be an understatement.

Draco began to get a little worried that his father would find out so he started sending fewer letter. It wasn't until about a week and a half before Harry's birthday that his father cornered him and demanded to know what the fuck he was thinking. Poor Draco tried to explain to his father that he was in love, that they would find a way to carry on the Malfoy bloodline, that perhaps he could get Harry to change sides. He thought that Harry was leaning towards joining them anyhow, and he just couldn't see why his father would be so upset over him sleeping with a man. He knew his father had in the past; he had walked in on it a few times. But Lucius was having none of it.

His father told him that if he didn't break it off with Harry, he would die. Draco refused to give in and ultimately sealed his fate. The blonde tried to make it easier on Harry by not being as loving in his last few letters, but he knew it was no use; his time was coming soon and he had no way of telling his boyfriend because he knew the sodding moron would attempt to rescue him and probably end up dying as well. He couldn't have that.

At 11:45 pm on July 30th, Draco sat down to compose a letter to Harry, hoping that it would find him. He explained everything about how he felt, what he knew would have happened by the time Harry got the letter, and that he didn't want Harry to do anything stupid once he was done reading. In a flash of hope, he sent it to the Headmaster with instructions to not read it and save it for after Harry's birthday to give it to him.

At 11:55 his father opened his door and dragged him down to the dungeons where there were a few of his father's 'business partners' waiting. The Lestranges were there, all three. As well as Avery, Nott and MacNair. He knew his number was up when his father smiled at him maliciously and told him to strip.

Draco was chained to the cold stone wall in the dungeons of Malfoy Manor and beaten bloody by the Death Eaters present. He was about to lose consciousness when he was unchained and thrown to the floor.

Lucius bent down next to his son's bloody, broken body and whispered in his ear, "I'm well aware that you like to take it up the arse, son. I'm also aware that you would rather give your own life than give up that idiot you claim to love. Well tonight, you get both of your wishes. We're going to give you one last fuck before you die, and I'm sure as sick as you are you're going to love every minute of it."

All of the people gathered in a circle around the father and son as Lucius removed his clothing; he didn't want to soil anything with the disgusting piece of shit's blood or bodily fluids. The snickered and laughed heartily as the thrust into his own son without preparing him and ripping an anguished scream from his already raw throat. He leaned over the broken body as he continued to thrust and told him dirty, nasty things.

"Did you really think I would want a fag for a son?" He snorted and grunted a little, continuing his movement, "Well, I could never love you or want you to be my son if you were that perverted."

Lucius knew that Draco could call him a hypocrite; after all, he was telling the boy beneath him that he considered being gay was dirty and here he was, fucking his own son and having fucked other men in the past. But in the older blonde's mind, what was taken for pleasure was perfectly normal. But just because you enjoyed sex with other men didn't mean you flaunted it and told everyone you were gay.

"Fuck, you're so tight. Are you sure the Golden Boy fucks you? Because for a fag you feel like a virgin. But don't worry, it won't matter after tonight me dear son." He spat the last word as if it were a curse.

Draco suffered through the rape, sobbing because he didn't want anyone to touch him the way Harry did and because even though he knew he had no control over what was happening to him, he still felt as if he were betraying Harry. The blackness of passing out was just about to take him when his father finished, but noticing that his son was about to go unconscious, he threw a quick Ennervate at him and smirked.

"You didn't think we would just let you pass out and miss all the fun, now did you? Oh no, no, no, Draco. You're going to watch as we drain the rest of your life. We want to see your eyes when you take your last breath."

MacNair grabbed him by the neck and threw him against the wall once more where Avery shackled him to it. The torture began with more gusto than last time, all of them laughing as the broken blonde screamed. But he never begged, he just hung limply from the chains and screamed from pain, both emotional and physical. In his head he was sobbing to Harry that he loved him and begged to be forgiven. Draco knew Harry couldn't hear his pleas but at least, as his heartbeat began to slow and he took his last breaths, he knew that he had at least thought them.

After his son was dead, Lucius cleaned himself off and dressed, telling them to get rid of the 'filth' and meet him back in his study when they were done. He had no regrets about what he did and felt no remorse that he had just killed his own flesh and blood. The sadistic bastard was actually happy that he was rid of the sniveling little shite. Lucius never had any idea what he was in for, what would happen to him once Harry found out. But had he known, he may have rethought what he did. He may have even gone to the Dark Lord before carrying out his plan. But Lucius, being who he is and thinking he doesn't need permission from anyone to do anything, never thought to ask his master what he should do. And that would eventually be his downfall.
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