I don't own harry potter
so i was up in my bed reading fanfiction at 12 pm and i was almost asleep and then the idea of this story came into my head and i just couldn't fall asleep until i wrote it. (glares at computer screen and grumbles about how writing instincs are mean) well enjoy the story. ^_^
He loved her. All the times he had ever been cruel, had ever called her a mudblood was his way of covering up the fact that he liked her. She was all he had ever wanted. But instead she was a fool. She fell in love with a boy who barely noticed she was actually a girl when someone who already loved her was right in front of her. All she ever had to do was look. But alas the ignorant oaf noticed she was actually female. Who could know how she was able to not see that beneath the innocent face that she dearly loved was someone who might just be as dangerous as the dark lord if he was brushed the wrong way. Who never thought before he acted or spoke.
Why him?
She could have saved him. Why wouldn't she? She was the only thing keeping him from plummeting to the deep abyss of horror and murder. He didn't want to be evil but had become so after years of being told that he was and it was the only way he would be able to live, but she gave him hope, a glimpse of what could happen if he turned good. All he needed was her support. He could have been saved. She could have saved him from the dark.
Soon, though, she murdered all hope he had left. With hurtful words and venomous glares, she cast him to a place where no light shown, where he didn't belong.
What had she done to him...
Sorry for making it so short. i hope you enjoyed it or at least made you see the pain J.K. Rowling has put poor Draco through. Well review and please don't flame *hides under the covers for awhile at the very thought*