The day Draco finally arrived at the doorstep again was one of the worst days of his life. Not because he found out he's about to be murdered soon, but because Draco was supposed to be the one to do it. Theo knew it would break him, taking away a part from him that he would never be able to get back. There was no coming back from a murder, a soul once fragmented and shattered could never be pieced back together - like a jigsaw puzzle missing the one piece, that no matter how hard you tried to replace, would never fit. It'd never be whole again. 