Dear Harry,
By the time you read this I'll already be gone. I'm sorry. Sorry that I wasn't strong enough to stay for you. Father called. He said he's taking me out of school. That he's going to home school me. I can't do it. I just can't do it. You know how I was in the first year. I can't go through that again. You know that you're the only one that kept me alive. That's why I went home during vacations. I held on because I knew I'd be with you at school but now I don't even have that.
It's selfish of me to do this. I know and I'll never forgive myself for doing this to you. You were the best thing that ever happened to me. You saved me. You stopped me from hurting myself. God, Harry I'm sorry. I'm crying now. Why can't I be strong enough for you? You've given me so much more than you could ever know. I wish…that I could kiss you one more time before I leave. I will. I did. I wish I could have told you then. I can see you crying now. How can I be so selfish? I never wanted to say goodbye. I hate Father. I know this was my choice to lave but I still hate him.
I love you. I always have ever since that first day we met. You saw through my coldness. You didn't sneer at me like the others did. You helped me, held me when I cried, never yelled, loved me when no one else did. I'm so sorry, Harry. Forgive me. I love you and I miss you even now as I write these words. Goodbye. I love you. Always.
Harry held the letter close to him. For some reason he couldn't stop reading it even though his eyes were so filled with tears he couldn't see.
"Draco," he whispered, sobbing.
Three years later and he still hadn't gotten over him. He'd tried so hard but Draco had been his life. He'd thought of their future so many times. Never his alone. Always their and Draco had felt the same. They'd talked about marriage and Draco had wanted a daughter. They'd even gone all the way. They were, had been, close than twins. And now there was one… where they should have been two.