Prologue:
"You used to love me." I whispered my face streaming with fresh tears.
"That was than, my love. This is now. I was a foolish boy than." he whispered harshly.
He was my love. My Draco. I would of never of imagined he could do something like this to me.
How could my Draco be this cruel?
"You promised." I finally managed to whisper. "You promised me that you would love me. You promised me everything."
"Shut up, you mudblood!" Draco sneered at me. "Just shut up!"
"No!" I shouted. It hurt to shout. He already broken two of my bones. And this Draco standing before me would not hesitate to break more.
"You love me." I said. "I know you do."
"I don't love anyone." Draco said sneering.
"You do!" I shouted. "You love me. I know you do."
"I don't love you. I never had. You were just some toy to me. You were someone I can fuck around with. You were someone I went out with to piss my mum and dad off. You meant nothing to me, you whore."
I was stunned to silence. He never loved me?
Was that all I was ever to him? After five years of dating was that all I was to him?
More tears fell down my face.
"That's right pet." Draco said with a sick grin on his face. "I never love you. I could of never love someone like you."
He gave me another kick to my stomach.
I hurled into a ball.
I willed myself not to cry. I wont shed anymore tears for this man.
He took out his wand and held it out wickedly.
I struggled to open my mouth.
"I loved you Draco Malfoy. I loved you still when the dark lord took over. I loved you still when the dark lord marked you. I loved when you killed those innocent people. I loved you till now. You had a son and a daughter. They were beautiful twins. They died. They didn't live past three hours. They were premature. I was under a lot of stress during the pregnancy. I still loved you than. But than you say you never love me. Than you said I never meant a thing to you. I hate you now Draco Malfoy." I said struggling to breath. "I hate you now."
I saw Draco's helper come near us. He wore a long dark robe. Underneath his robe was his long bony narrow face with eyes with endless black bottomless pit.
I shivered, just by looking at him.
"Kill me." I said looking into his soulless eyes. "Kill me." I whispered.
He looked at me with pitch black eyes, robbed of emotions. He raised his wand.
I closed my eyes awaiting death.
It's easier to die than to live with a broken heart.
Authrors note: hey guys! This is my first harry potter fan fiction. So tell me how it goes. Sucess? Or not? So review please.
