He did not know why, he did not know how, but he knew that the one person
he truly cared about was dead, gone forever, never to walk the face of the
earth again. One instant he had been there with him, and the next he was
gone. How could he leave him so soon, didn't he know how much he had cared
about him?
Draco looked up into the stars, with the wind blowing his silvery blond hair across his face. Everything reminded him of Harry, everything. It was like his soul was captured in Hogwarts, so that he would never be forgotten. How could he though, famous Harry Potter.
The familiar green eyes shined down from above in the oh so handsome face, with the black hair that would never stat flat, and still didn't. A single tear trickled down Draco's cheek, he really did miss Harry, he had never cried before, never. His father was a bastard and treated him like dirt, his mother wasn't much better, and nothing ever seemed fair but not a single tear had ever been shed from his eyes. Harry was the only person he had ever cared about and now he was gone too, why was he gone?
Slowly, Draco stuck his hand out the window, reaching towards the sky, towards his love. "Just hold my hand one more time" He looked up towards Harry in the stars, hoping for a reply but none came. "I always said that I would die for you but now, I would much rather be in your place than suffer like this, I'm sorry Harry"
He might've been imagining it, but he heard a voice, that seemed to come from the sky. "Draco, I'm sorry I left you" and stuck his hand out to hold Draco's. Slowly, very slowly he disappeared back into the night sky where, and then Draco knew, he would never see his love again.
Draco looked up into the stars, with the wind blowing his silvery blond hair across his face. Everything reminded him of Harry, everything. It was like his soul was captured in Hogwarts, so that he would never be forgotten. How could he though, famous Harry Potter.
The familiar green eyes shined down from above in the oh so handsome face, with the black hair that would never stat flat, and still didn't. A single tear trickled down Draco's cheek, he really did miss Harry, he had never cried before, never. His father was a bastard and treated him like dirt, his mother wasn't much better, and nothing ever seemed fair but not a single tear had ever been shed from his eyes. Harry was the only person he had ever cared about and now he was gone too, why was he gone?
Slowly, Draco stuck his hand out the window, reaching towards the sky, towards his love. "Just hold my hand one more time" He looked up towards Harry in the stars, hoping for a reply but none came. "I always said that I would die for you but now, I would much rather be in your place than suffer like this, I'm sorry Harry"
He might've been imagining it, but he heard a voice, that seemed to come from the sky. "Draco, I'm sorry I left you" and stuck his hand out to hold Draco's. Slowly, very slowly he disappeared back into the night sky where, and then Draco knew, he would never see his love again.