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Author's note:
This is drabble-esque. They're all related to one another, but can be read separately.
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Just lying there with you, on the forest floor, I felt calm. I felt so at peace despite the impending battle that would occur in a matter of days. The time I should have spent preparing and training, was spent with you instead. I was lying on top of you, while you cradled me. Your hands and arms were wrapped around my waist so possessively, never wanting to let go, and honestly, I never wanted you to.
"Draco, let's just stay here. He'll never find us here. No one comes into the Forbidden Forest. Let's just stay here, together, for always."
Streaks of light penetrated the forest roof and hit you at just the right angles. You looked simply breathtaking. Unfortunately, I couldn't appreciate your true beauty because tears were at the corners of my ears, threatening to spill. I wanted to be strong enough for you, but I wasn't. I was never strong enough for this war, and to do this on my own was too much to ask. But for you, I was willing to pull through.
Hermione had been injured and was staying in Hogwarts, where Ron was taking care of her. They would be great together. But unfortunately, that left me alone, without anyone for support.
But you were there.
"He's using the forest as his camp. We can't stay here." Draco looked so forlorn. Why me? Why us? Why did we have to hurt so much. I continued to lay my head on your chest and you kissed me affectionately. You, wonderful you, were too young to spy for Dumbledore and had no choice but to join Voldemort's ranks, which were opposite of mine.
You shouldn't even be here, but I"m so selfish; I want you to be with me.
The remainder of the spent just lying there content with one another will always be in my heart. It was so easy to fall asleep on you, with the way you stroked my back and littered kisses atop my head.
When I awoke, it was to hear your disgruntled groan for there it was, your Mark, burning, signifying the end of our perfect getaway.
"Dray... I - " You cut me off before I could declare my affections for you, at least for one last time. Your lips pressed so softly against mine; just a ghost whispering across mine.
You told me that you'd always love me and that this stolen moment would be enough to get you through. Tears streamed down my face. Without waiting for my response, you apparated away leaving me alone in the forest.
I had to leave everything behind in that clearing. Everything. My emotions, my doubts, my fears. And you.
