Ever since we met
I only shoot up with your perfume
It is the only thing
That makes me feel as good as you do
Ever since we met
I have got just one regret to live through
And that one regret is you
I have had a lot of regrets in the past. Following my father's footsteps, joining the dark lord and tormenting so many during my childhood. However, there has been nothing I have regretted more, than that first day at hogwarts. I had missed my chance, I was a prat and there's nothing I can do to change that.
"My father told me all the Weasleys have red hair, freckles, and more children than they can afford...You'll soon find out some wizarding families are much better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there."
Of course I had to insult Potter's new best friend. I was a naive little boy, who knew nothing than what his father had taught him. But those few sentences ruined my chance with the boy who I have come to love.
I loathed this man for 7 years, it took me that long to come to my senses. Until the final battle of Hogwarts. I changed sides. When Potter, no Harry, saved me from that blasted fiendfyre Crabbe had casted in the room, I truly understood that these strong feelings I had for him was not hate, but quite the opposite.
All my years at Hogwarts had finally made sense to me. Why I always had the need to know what Potter was up to. The thirst to tell my father everything about that raven-haired Gryffindor. Why it was always "Potter this, Potter that". The first Potions class of 6th year finally clicked in my head. The scent of Amorentia. The potion of love. It's smell is whoever you are in love with. I never understood why I could smell the quidditch pitch, a warm fire and a man's cologne. I had just assumed that perhaps it was Cho Chang, Katie Bell, or one of the other female quidditch players and that Potter had been standing too close, that his cologne was in the way. It had never crossed my mind that perhaps it was Potter.
Even though I regret these decisions 10 years later, there is nothing I can do as I rot away in Azkaban.
Thanks for reading my first ever fanfic :) I know its not that great, but I've tried my best. Personally, I'm not a huge drarry shipper, but my friend is, and I wrote this for her. Love ya Z.
Anyways, please let me know if theres any spelling/grammar issues, or anything I could improve on. Thanks :)