A/N: This is my first fanfic and it's really short - it's just a short poem and it's a Dramione. Please read and review!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter - Shocker I know.
What If
What if he hadn't been born to the Malfoy name?
Would things work out the same?
What if instead his parents hadn't been
Worried about pureblood or kin?
What if he'd been taught not to hate?
But to love, care, and appreciate?
What if her parents hadn't been Muggle?
Would deciding his feelings have been less of a struggle?
What if she hadn't been a Gryffindor?
Would that have made him care about her more?
What if he hadn't been a Slytherin?
Would she have actually looked at him?
What if Potter and Weasley weren't her friends?
Would everything have a different end?
What if all those years he made her cry
He also had a tear in his eye?
What if when she slapped him in his third year
He actually felt a lot of fear?
What if back when she was petrified
He sat in his room for hours and cried?
What if when she'd been crucioed in the Manor's front room
He had to stop himself from saving her from her doom?
What if she had actually died in the war?
Would he choose to live anymore?
What if he – not Weasley – proposed some day?
Would she say yes anyway?
What if he cared for her more that she knew?
And his hatred was an act he wished she'd see through?
What if he left certain words unsaid?
What if, after all, he loved her instead?
A/N2: That's it -- please review!!