I was in the Room of Requirement, waiting for Draco. He was late, again. How many times I've waited for him? Too many to count. Why I stay with him? I have no answer for that. I finally catch eye of him, he's only a half-hour late. He walked towards me with a smile on his face.
"I'm here Potter," he said to me.
I said nothing. No words could explain how angry I was at him. It was the fourth time this week that he was late meeting me here. Not even his beautiful, silvery eyes that he stared into mine with. I walked away from him, into the corner of the room. There was silk there that felt extremely soft and it was a stunning crimson red.
"What is your problem?" Draco called to me.
I turned around to face him. I was going to tell him exactly what my problem was. "You've been late every night this week! You use the same excuse each time! I'm sick of it!"
"I'm sorry! Snape has the Slytherin tower practically on lock-down! He wants us to win the house cup and he thinks making sure we can't leave at night will help," Draco said to me. "I'm trying to get out as quick as I can but Snape doesn't go to bed until midnight!"
"This isn't working," I said. "Maybe we should just end it."
I started to head out of the room, I wanted to be alone.
"NO!" Draco bellowed as I found the door and turned toward him. "I love you."
I was stunned by this. I had no words for what he has told me. I loved him, but I couldn't deal with sneaking around for him when he was always late. I couldn't stand lying to Ron and Hermione on where I was going off to.
I just left, I didn't want to tell him 'no'. He followed me out, but he said nothing. He only stopped following me when I went into the Gryffindor tower. I went inside, I didn't have enough strength to go up to my bed so I crashed on the couch. I had a feeling that I might have made the wrong choice with Draco. I hope to be able to secretly pass notes to him tomorrow in class.
I woke up the next morning with puffy cheeks, I must have been tearing up over Draco. I got up and I swore that I could hear his voice inside my head. I headed down to the great hall with Ron and Hermione. As we walked, I caught eye of Draco. He looked distressed, I knew at this point I was wring to walk out. I have to make up for it.
I grabbed a bit of parchment and wrote him a letter:
Draco,
Sorry, for walking out on you last night. I was wrong. I need you. Without you I am nothing. I couldn't stop thinking about you last night.
Please give me a second chance. Meet me in the Room of Requirement during lunch if you want.
Love,
Your Scarhead.
I slipped the note to Draco during Divination. I saw him open it and look up. I knew that he missed me as well. That class went by exceptionally quick as lunch was right after Divination today. We both went up to the Room of Requirements a different way so no one noticed us.
"Scarhead," Draco said. "I see you've missed me. I've missed you too."
"I love you, Draco," I said. "I couldn't stand being away from you. You're my kryptonite."
BOOM! There was someone attacking the school. I could hear it coming closer to the Room of Requirements. BOOM! It was Voldemort, I should have known. He was attacking the school to get to me.
BOOM!
Some kind of bombing curse landed right on Draco. My life was over. My love was dead. I couldn't go forward. I looked at Draco's body, which was soaked with his own blood as a tear raced down my face. I had no reason to live anymore.