One Last Flight By Cute But Kinda Deadly
Dramione fic
There I stood at the very edge of life, at the edge of silly bridge. Sometimes I wonder how I came to this point, but then again the answer is so obvious. It's pointless to continue living. He doesn't love me. He never will. I told this to Ginny one night.
"How do you know?" She asked. I told her it was one of those feelings where you could just tell. I just knew. But then again, there was that time when I just knew there was more to him then what we all saw. I was wrong. There was nothing more than what he was.
The wind is blowing very hard now. I wish I had brought a jacket, but it doesn't matter anyway. I had left my wand at school. There's no need for it anymore. I could feel tears coming down my face. It's hard, you know? I know people think it's so easy. Just move one foot and-plop! Bye-bye life. I can't do that so easily. Suddenly it hit me: I was really going through with this. Know one even noticed I had left the school after hours.
Slow, very slowly, I moved my feet closer. The tips of my toes were over the edge. I opened my arms and let the wind come against me. It was cold, but I barely felt it. I barely felt anything. The rushing water below crashed against the jagged rocks. I walked closer, preparing to take one last flight.
"Draco," I whispered," I love you."
And I jumped.
Hermione seemed to fly, like an angel in mid-air. He hid quietly behind a tree watching her. He had heard her parting words. His feet felt glued to the ground. When he saw her go over the edge he nearly lost it. He ran as fast as his feet would take him. He came closer to the railing and looked over the edge. He saw nothing. He felt sick.
"Hermione...why?" He whispered. He turned around and ran back to the school.
Hermione never knew Draco Malfoy loved her too.
A/N- Ahh! Another sad story! I need to keep away from the depressing plots. Anyway, review pwease!
