Fuck. He... he was so alone. Draco was gone, and he was alone. Draco wished they’d never been together - Draco regretted having feelings for him. Draco knew he was going to die, and Draco had left. Draco knew he was going to die, and he had left Harry to die  alone. And Harry couldn’t blame him - he was right. Harry had lied. He’d never given him a choice - Draco deserved a choice.