Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own the characters, they belong to J.K. Rowling. Yes, the plot is mine.
A/N: It is a dramione drabble. I hope you enjoy it. Thanks to my beta Lynn.
A Blinding Flash
A blinding flash
Darkness
Cold
Emptiness
These are what you're supposed to be feeling when the last thing you see is the blinding flash of the killing curse. It descended upon me so fast that I couldn't even see the green accompanying the flash.
There were lots of things I wanted to say to my loved ones before I died. Mum, dad, Harry, Ron...and my love…Draco…
Though, nothing apart from the word 'hate' had been exchanged between each other, I always dreamed of him.
In my dreams he would hold me when I cried, whisper sweet nothings in my ear, wipe away my tears. I felt complete, peaceful. Every morning I woke up to a concrete coldness, realizing it was only a dream. Each time I promised myself that I would get over him and continue on with my life. But once I saw him in the Great Hall, looking bored in his arrogant way as always, my promises slipped out of my mind. Everyday I had survived this internal struggle, but done nothing. I knew it was impossible. So, I had lived in my dreams and every morning was my death.
He never learned.
It wasn't his wand that killed me that fateful day in the final battle, it was his nonexistent love…
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