As I lay dying in your arms and look up at your eyes, I see the kindness that was always there, always hidden when you looked at me.
"You know," I cough "I never really hated you."
"I never really hated you either" You reply. I'm sure you're lying.
"I loved you Harry," I say "with all my heart from the first time I saw you."
"Dray, I-" You start
"It's alright Harry." I cough again, blood spills out this time. You wipe it away. I can see the tears in your eyes now. You've never cried for me before, it makes me feel better than I've felt in a long time. "It'll be...fine, you'll see."
I don't hear the words you say after I've drawn my last breath, I don't hear you screaming my name, and the words I most wanted to hear.
"I love you, Draco you bloody idiot. I love you too."