You… You were the one I loved…
Do you remember that night in the tower?
I do.
You said you loved me and I said I loved you too.
That night. That night I finally got what I wanted. . For a change things were going my way. And I did not have to bring in my sick obsession with my father… not this time.
It started tender. You ran your hands through my hair and looked into my eyes as we kissed. You always looked into my eyes… whether we were kissing or fucking… it didn't matter…
But you changed as our encounter became closer, and more intimate…you became wanting and needing…
Do you remember that night in the tower?
I do.
You said you loved me and I said I loved you too.
You slit your wrist, and I slit mine. The crimson flowed from our veins. We licked and sucked and rubbed our wounds together, binding us by love and blood.You never mentioned her… the night we joined forever in the tower…
Do you remember that night in the tower?
I do.
You said you loved me and I said I loved you too.
We started kissing again and it lead to more just as always. But you. Always caring about your fucking image, not wanting to admit that you the golden boy would be gay and love your mortal enemy…Me Draco Malfoy…
She thought you would deceive her… Ravenclaws are nottrusting… She appeared in the door and gasped, muttering about how you had hurt her as Cedric did.
Do you remember that night in the tower?
I do.
You said you loved me and I said I loved you too.
I tried to blame myself… she pulled out a knife from her robes, she smacked me in the face with it… a small sliver of blood trickled from the wound on my cheek… I touched it and it stung, sending a chill down my spine.
She began sobbing with hurt and pain that we caused, she plunged the knife deep into my chest. She ripped it out with a thuck and struck me again in the stomach. Bleeding from two wounds I stumbled and dropped to the floor. You rushed to my side and knelt.
Do you remember that night in the tower?
I do.
You said you loved me and I said I loved you too.
She angrily watched you go to my aid. She plunged the knife into your stomach… Yours would not be fatal as mine. She noticed what she had done, and sobbing still she ran out of the room, leaving the knife in a small pool of blood beside us.
Our blood mingled again on the floor, you held me until my last breath. You knew we would be found in an hour or so; the sun was just reaching over the hill… the professor would be in soon to prepare for classes.
My breathsbecame shorter as the night got older. You were in pain as I lay dying… My heart slowed, and your tears quickened…"I love you" you said. "I love you too-," I said.
Do you remember that night in the tower?
I do.
You said you loved me and I said I loved you too.