Random story I decided to write. This is the picture of Draco I have in my head for the beginning of every story. For anyone who wanted to know...

(Ps: the song is a perfect representation of Draco in my opinion)

Inspiration: "Boys Don't Cry" by Ulrik Munther

I would like to apologize. For everything. I want so badly to take it back. I want to take away the horrible memories you hold and banish them. I would give my life for everything to be washed away. Everything my people did was cruel. Everything I did to you was horrible. I know there is no way that you could ever forgive, but listen to me; I swear that I regret it all.

At school, I was a prat and I will be the first to admit it. I would always pride myself in being a courageous leader when in reality, I was a stupid follower. I followed my father, blindly. He told me that you were nothing but a waste of space, so, at first, I believed him. He told me that you and everyone with dirty blood were nothing more than the dirt underneath my feet, and I went along with it. I was told by him to hate you, so I did.

I didn't know, then, what you could do to my heart. I had no idea that your image and yours alone, would be the thing penetrating my dreams every night; your laugh, your smile, your eyes—everything. They plagued my mind every night. They still do. I just wish the images could be more recent. I would give anything to see you in your perfect glory. You are perfect in everyway.

Forget the pure-blood/muggle-born stereotypes. I have. I haven't thought about those in years. It doesn't matter at all to me anymore. It hasn't since I fell for you. It's only you. You are the only thing that matters to me anymore. You are my world, my life, my everything. You are what I live for. Without you, I wouldn't be anything.

Your love of books and craving for knowledge was what first drew me towards you. I'm the same way, you know. My thirst for information never ceases and in the dark, desolate rooms of the manor, I would read everything and anything that I could get my hands on—Muggle books included—just to get a taste of what you love.

I feel like we could've been friends if we had met under different circumstances. If I hadn't been raised to be an arrogant prick. I'm not trying to make excuses or blame my upbringing for my faults. I own them. I accept the fact that I had a choice to be like that. I know that I could've fought against my family. I know that I could've fought with you in the war. I know that I might've made a good contribution in the effort. But sadly, I chose not to. Looking back on it, I made the choice to stick with something I didn't believe in, rather than joining the person I most wanted to be with. It was the worst decision of my life and my greatest regret.

You were everything wanted. You were everything that I wish I could've been. You were strong, brave, friendly, and trusting. Me, on the other hand, I am a fearful, arrogant, paranoid, git. You were my angel in hell, you were my light in the dark, and you were my sunshine through the storm. You helped me get through the war without even knowing it. You were my beacon of hope. I know that you would never think about me in any way but a stupid git. And I'm alright with that. I just wish I was a better person.

I wish we could start over. I wish that we had the chance to actually get to know each other and become friends. I wish that I hadn't been caught up in the Dark while you were in the light. I wish everything was different.

But now that it's too late, I have to tell you something that you will probably never believe.

I love you, Hermione Granger. I always have and I always will.

Take care,

Draco Malfoy

Do me a favor and review letting my know what kind of picture you got of him. I just want to know if I represented his beautifulness in the way I wanted to... Thanks!