Authors Note: I was just bored one day and this is what the result was because of this...
Oh, memories, where'd you go?
You were all I've ever known.
How I miss yesterday.
And I let it fade away.
Memories – Panic! At The Disco
Draco wandered the corridors aimlessly, hoping none of his housemates would notice his disappearance. He was headed towards the Room of Requirement to meet a memory. Not just any memory, but the memory of Tom Riddle. Or better known as, Lord Voldemort. He grew fond of the memory the more he was around it.
When he reached the Room of Requirement, he heard a voice from behind him.
"You're late"
It startled him slightly and he turned around to see Tom leaning casually against the adjacent wall.
"I know...I-"
"Save it, we don't have much time before your friends notice you're gone," Tom said, holding up a hand in the air as a sign for him to be silent.
Draco just nodded and walked into the room with Tom following behind. When they were both in the room he turned around quickly to see Tom standing incredibly close to him. This made his breath hitch a bit.
"Tom, we can't keep sneaking around. People will soon get curious as to why I'm always gone and find out eventually."
"Don't worry, Draco," He responded, lifting a hand to stroke Draco's well-structured cheek. "It'll be our little secret"
Draco could feel a warm sensation tingling from his cheeks. He soon forgot all about the little time they had left. The next thing he knew, soft lips were on his and he hesitated at first but quickly relaxed into the kiss.
His fear suddenly became real. He grew attached to the memory. But that's all Tom was. A memory.