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"Well, Draco? said Lucius Malfoy. He sounded avid. "Is it? Is it Harry Potter?"
"I can't - I can't be sure," said Draco. He was keeping his distance from Greyback, and seemed as scared of looking at Harry as Harry was of looking at him.
- from Deathly Hallows
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I held onto the hope that it was you that day, even though I didn't want you there since you'll get hurt. But as soon as I saw you, I felt relief for I knew now that you were alive. I looked upon your face and saw the hardships you faced and wished I could comfort you, hold you, and make you feel better.
You rescued me from the fire even though you didn't have to. I saw you defeat the Dark Lord without any fear as I would have felt.
Mum suspected of course, of our relationship. But all through sixth year, after you broke up with me and turned to the Weasley girl, I didn't really know if there was even a relationship before. I struggled through that year, with out your help and I'm sorry to say I regret every moment of it.
Every Christmas, I remember the times when we secretly exchanged gifts and the first time we kissed under the mistletoe.
Every Christmas I remember picking up the newspaper and seeing your engagement to Ginny Weasley splashed on the front page. It was that day when I let go of my hope you'll ever come to me and say everything will be okay with that famous kiss of yours.
I missed you even after my mother arranged for me to marry Lelia - a girl I barely knew. Never like the way I knew you.
I missed and still miss you even I saw you at the train station with your kids and wife and me with mine.
And every Christmas I always buy a present for you, wrap it with the red paper you love, but I have never have the courage to send it to you for I don't think you will want it.
Christmas use to be my favorite holiday, but now I hate it and feel ashamed, since it is your favorite holiday.
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I didn't miss the nudges that Hermione gave Ron when I looked at the wedding ring store. They thought I was thinking of Ginny. I didn't miss the fact that I had broke up with you and left you when I knew that you needed help.
I don't know if you ever thought of me that year but I missed you a lot. I'm sorry I dated Ginny that year, I didn't know she liked me that much and only kissed her because I was thinking of you.
The only reason I didn't want to be together is because I didn't want you to get hurt and in end you were fine.
When I saw you that day when Greyback captured us, I was afraid to look at you for I would have given everything up to stay.
When I saw you terrified in the fire, it was until you were on the broom behind me when I realized what I had done and I don't regret it.
Every Christmas I miss the way you buy me expensive designer gifts that I have never heard of. I miss the way you laugh at my ignorance and the way I didn't care.
Every Christmas I want to go back to the time when I proposed to Ginny. I do not know why I did it, even to this day. Maybe it was the pressure from the expecting looks from my friends or loneliness from missing you – I still regret it.
I wish I could go back and change that. I wish I did not see you at the train station that day, and fact you saw me there. I felt ashamed standing there in front of your family with my very own.
Every Christmas I still pretend we are still together and I wrap a gift for you. But every Christmas, I hide the gifts in the bottom of a trunk and half my heart wants you to hate me for what I did for you.
But the other half of my heart wants you hear to celebrate Christmas with me, like we had done in the past.
I feel ashamed that I hate Christmas now, even though I know it's your favorite holiday.
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