My name is Draco Lucius Malfoy. My life had been an endless ocean of forgotten dreams and misery. I find myself drinking up all of the temporary happiness that happens to come my way in order to live. Never have I thought someone like her would soon come into my miserable life to take my hand and lead me out of the shadows. Whenever I think about it, it just seems bizarre that she would be the one to rescue me: the bratty, spoiled prince that was rotting secretly and silently from the inside. But somehow, she saw right through my cold exterior and into my loveless heart. Never have I felt that thing called love, in any form. When I was in the verge of giving up and wanting to put my wand on my head, to say those words “Avada Kedavra”, she came bursting in and showering me with all the love I need. At first I didn’t know how to respond, for like I said, I have never known what love is and I grew up thinking it wasn’t true. Because if it was, shouldn’t I have felt it long ago? But I didn't know neither did I care back then. I tried to shake her off, for I knew she’d only waste her love on me. I don’t deserve her. And she has to know it.
“Go away!” I had said.
“But Draco…why?” she asked me. Tears started forming in her beautiful brown eyes and then I felt guilty. She didn’t deserve this pain too, but this is nothing to the pain she would feel if she would stay with me.
I ignored her and started walking away, but I haven’t taken more than five steps when I heard her voice again.
“Yeah, go on, Malfoy. Turn your back against the world like you always do!” she said. It made me stop. “Why can’t you speak your mind for once? Why can’t you tell anyone what you really feel? Why do you hide your sentiments? I’ll not be surprised when one day you finally blow up because of those feelings cooped up inside you!”
I turned around to look at her and I went closer and closer until we were almost nose to nose. Her eyes were determined and angry and I gave her the coldest look I could muster.
“You want to know the reason? You want to know why?” I hissed through clenched teeth.
“Yes, I do.” She said defiantly.
“How would you feel if you had everything when all you wanted are your parents? How would you feel if you’d spent your entire childhood watching them fight, with your father beating your mother up? How would you feel if you’re second best at everything? How would you feel if you can’t be with the one you—” I stopped; I seemed to have said too much.
I gazed at her brown eyes that was ablaze with knowledge, kindness, loyalty and…
“Love?” she suggested quietly.
“No.” I said, turning around again to go. “It’s none of your business.”
“You don’t understand, Draco.” She cried, grabbing my arm. “I’m in love with you and I know you feel the same way too.”
“You’re the one who doesn’t understand. I can’t love you.” I said.
“But why, Draco? WHY?” she asked desperately.
“I don’t know how to love. You’ll just waste your time with me. I’m numb. I don’t feel anything. I’m worthless, I’m nothing compared to you. I don’t deserve you. I’m scum on this planet. Everyone would mock you if they knew that you’re in love with me. You’d—”
“Stop it!” she cried as she slapped me and I looked into her deep brown eyes. “That’s not true, Draco.” She said, tears falling down from her eyes. “Don’t you ever say such things about yourself again!” She softly laid her fingers on my cheeks. “You’re everything to me. Do you think I care about what others say? You’re not worthless; my world evolves around you. For me, you’re the best at everything you do. You’re the face that visits me in my sleep each and every night. You don’t have to do this, Draco. Together we can do anything, be everything that we want to be.”
And I knew she was right. I didn’t need anything to prove it. It’s strange but I don’t know, you just feel it. You just feel it’s true and soon the emotion I felt was rigging throughout my whole body. She wrapped her arms around my torso tightly after speaking, as if she never wanted to let go, slowly, I enveloped her sobbing form into my embrace while saying what I knew was right all along:
“I’m sorry. I love you, Hermione.”
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