Mine, he was mine… I loved him.
"I've got to go" he mumbled softly like it was one of his biggest regrets. I kissed the tip of his nose lightly.
"I love you" I whispered into his ear.
"I love you too" he whispered in a voice that sent chills down my spine.
Draco was so busy these days, creating another swirl of darkness through history. That's why I was referred to as the Princess of Midnight, I often though of myself like that.
Draco reluctantly pulled himself out of bed, in search of his clothes.
A loud crash came from the hallway, the door flew open. I grabbed my wand and noticed Draco had done the same.
Harry Potter, Ginny Potter and Ron Weasley ran through the door, wands raised ready to attack.
"Expelliamus!" I yelled pointing my wand at Harry; his wand flew across the room, landing by Draco's foot "you're pathetic just like your Mudblood mother!" I spat.
He ignored me.
"Couldn't handle marriage Draco? Got yourself a cheap…"
"HARRY!" Ginny shouted, shock pouring through her face as she realised what Potter was going to called me.
"Ginny! You're a responsible wife now, why aren't you in the kitchen?" I teased.
"Oh Midnight, you'd know all about marriage"
"Well at least I don't need to sign a piece of paper to feel secure about my relationship!" I laughed.
"Midnight" Draco warned.
Potter spoke once more.
"Draco, I'd always thought that if you wanted a whore than you'd go to Pansy instead of picking up the first prostitute you saw" I knew he didn't mean it, he knew how powerful I was, but I saw the change in Draco's face, I knew what he was going to do.
"Avada Kevada!" Draco shouted