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To start, it is necessary to begin with the ending. In the end, he, and only he, really ever knew her. He knew that she had been corrupted. Suprisingly, it was not him that did so. He did not know who or what, HAD done so, but he did know that something happened.

On the left side of the castle was a rose bush. The grounds were covered with snow. It was perfect and untouched. It was a shame to have to break it. Nevertheless, this was something that had to be done. He looked at the bush. It was glowing, enchanted, of course. He picked a rose, and in it's place, grew another one instantly.

If it were a magic rose, why was it's thorns so sharp? If it were so perfect, why were the petals as dark as the night, and tainted red? He turned the rose upside down and poked the thorn once more. Yes, it was sharp enough. He took the frail flower in his left hand and slid it across his right wrist.

The pain was unimaginable. How could something so perfect cause so much pain? Teardrops of red had begun to drip onto the snow. Like before, he did the same to his let wrist. Now, the pain was bliss. Too bad. He could have been something. He looked down at his bleeding wrists. The contrast between his pale skin and the dark red was beautiful. His head was getting hazy. His feet crumpled under the weight of his body. He was left to lay there until everything ended. He looked to the sky, and as his mind went blank, Draco smiled.

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a/n: please review. Ps. I am listening to Sliver, by Nirvana. In case you wanted to know. Anyway. REVIEW!