So here's just a little something I wrote while I was bored. I hope you like it! Please don't be mean, like I said, I was bored.
DISCLAIMER: Would you believe it? Harry Potter doesn't actually belong to me!
So now that my dreams are shattered ^^^ let's get on with the story.
We've always been opposite, you and I.
You were good, I was bad.
I was light and you were dark.
You were free and I was trapped.
You were loved and I was hated.
I so wanted to be like you, but I couldn't. I was stuck on the dark side. So I fought and did everything I could to help you.
I lied about who you were when the death eaters got you and Hermione made your face distorted.
I didn't try that hard to kill Dumbledore.
I stood up to my father.
I ran away.
I didn't fight.
And now, I'm going to die.
He got me, Voldemort got me.
He found me.
You're not here yet Harry, you're not going to get here in time.
He's going to kill me, he figured out what I did.
I can already see the tip of his wand flashing green.
It's like slow motion as I watch my death coming towards me.
They're right when they say your life flashes in front of your eyes just before you die.
Goodbye Harry, goodbye.
# # #
I wake up in a bed in the infirmary.
Why am I not dead?
I look over and see you watching me.
You saved me.
"Why?" I whisper.
"Because I don't let people on my side die without a fight."
"I'm not on your side, Harry."
"You were always on my side, Draco."
"You said my name?"
"What else am I supposed to call a friend?"
"A friend?"
"Yes Draco, you're my friend"
It's then that I know everything will be ok. The world is going to repair itself and we're all going to be alright.
We'll make it through.
So, what dd you think? Personally, I think it turned out pretty good for a smacked together in a couple of minutes story.
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Have a nice morning/afternoon/evening/night or whatever time you're currently in.
Lots of love,
JuliaPossum