A never- ending wave of pain,
My love, My Mione, I miss your smile,
I miss running my hands through your hair.
The way Potter threw you away after he found out about your Slytherin heritage
Though you where the Dark Lords Daughter I still loved you.
I Draco Malfoy has felt the Pink stain of love and embraced it,
But one thing I have learnt is that money cannot compare to the love I felt for my Hermione.
She was the Gryffindor Princess while I was the lowly Slytherin Prince.
She was steadfast, loyal and courageous Gryffindor yet all I was the lowly Slytherin Prince.
Oh Hermione my love why did you leave me in this world with nobody to hold onto?
Oh Hermione my love