To who ever cared,

If you haven't noticed already, I am dead. You are probably asking yourself 'Why? She was such a smart girl. I didn't know she had a 'problem'.' No, I didn't have a 'problem', well yes, I did; but not at first. I will tell you the story:

It must have been the first time he called me a mudblood, or the time I punched him, or even the time that he decided to be on Harry's side in the war; but I fell in love with him. I didn't mean to, I always pretended I hated him, I thought that if I pretended hard enough, the feelings would go away; but they didn't. They just grew stronger and stronger until I decided I couldn't help the feelings anymore.

I was going to ask him to go to the ball with me in the fifth year but then Victor Krum asked me to go with him to the ball. I said yes, being the nice girl I am; but I also knew that Draco would never say yes to me. Draco was way too good for me, plus I thought that Victor was a great guy. But, as Ron said at the ball, he had more then friendship on his mind. That night he tricked me into going to his room with him. He had his own room, because he was all good in the school and stuff and whatever. He then threatend me and then did things to me so vile I will not write it down. If you were smart you would know what he did to me... in his room, at night. When I got out of his room he told me to never tell anything to anyone, so I didn't. He gave me his address to send him letters, but I never did.

In the sixth year, I didn't see Draco as much, and I guess Ron started to like me because in the seventh year, he asked me out. I said yes, because I knew we were meant to be... at least... I thought.

After my children were born (Merlin bless their soul) Ron started hitting me. At first I thought it was just because I had done something very very wrong but then he kept hitting me; more and more often and I started to notice he was hitting me for no reasion what so ever. I decided I had to leave Ron with the children and stay with the only person who cared anymore... Harry.

Harry was really kind to me, but then he decided he loved Ginny much more then me, and he told me to leave.

I had nowhere to go, and no one who cared about me anymore. My life sucked, my parents were dead and I had no friends. What was I supposed to do? I went where ever my feet lead me, and I found myself going to the Malfoy mansion. I walked up the cold steps and knocked on the door. A house elf opened the door and asked me to wait in the living room.

About a second later, Draco walked into the room and looked at me. "Yes?" He asked with a really bad attitude. "Can't I just drop by to say 'hi'?" I asked looking at the eyes I was once in love with. "No." He said with a smirk. "Okay well I don't care. Hello, Draco. It looks like you have been doing well." I said with my own smirk. I was afraid that he was going to kick me out, then but instead he motioned me to sit down on the very expencive looking green couch.

"How are you going with Ron?" He asked. "Uh... I kind of left him. He started hitting me." I said, crying. "Oh." He said. I am guessing he felt weird because he looked at the floor. "Where are you staying now?" He asked. "Oh. I don't have a place to stay yet. I will probably go back home." I said. "What? You can't go back to that guy! He will hurt you so badly and I, don't take this the wrong way, but I care about you too much." He said and then we both blushed. "Okay. So where do you want me to stay?" I asked. I knew where I wanted to stay but I wanted him to guide me. We stayed silent for a while and then he said "Maybe you can stay with..." He couldn't finish becasue there was a knock on the door. We waited for the house elf to tell us who it was and then finally she announced it was Astoria Greengrass. I knew her form Pancy Parkinson's crew or what ever. He smiled and asked her to come in. He then looked at me and said, "Well, maybe you should go home." My mouth dropped. Wasn't it him that told me I shouldn't go home? He looked at Astoria and said, "You know Hermione Granger, right?" she looked at me like I was a fly she just had to kill. "Ah yes, the mudblood." she said and then smiled at him. She didn't even say 'hi' to me. How rude. "I have to ask you something, 'Storia." he said, a little shyly. "Sure." she said and then looked proudly. "Will you marry me?" he asked.

I was crushed. How could I had fallen in love with him in the first place? I was hurt, I was astonished, I hated myself, and I was sad. "YES!" she agreed and kissed him longer then I thought was possible. It didn't matter to me, because he didn't notice me leave and I guess he didn't care becasue he didn't even owl me. I went home and faced Ron.

When I got home he said all of the mean things you can think of someone telling another. I didn't really care. I knew what I had to do. That night I left... everyone.

I'm not saying it's Draco's fault, or Astoria's fault. It's no one but my own fault. I just wanted to confess my love to Draco. I will always love you Draco, even if I am dead.

-Hemione Jane Malfoy. I will always live on.