A/N: Wrote this late at night. This is my first attempt at a HP fic, and first attempt at a poem fic. So please RR.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and all its wonders. I do although, own the poem.
My Perfect Wish
by Bite Sized
When I look at your gentle face
There staring back at me
My heart seems to stop
Then continue each beat
Your perfect smile
Your perfect soul
Your eyes they tell me it all
Your perfect mind
Sending me out of control
My mind and body
Reaching out for you hold
Take my soul and make yours whole
Never hold back
Never turn away
Every step you take away
Without looking back
I rip my heart out
And bury my face
In the morning I see you
You come back to me
Tell me I'm the One
Of your every dreams
You take me in your arms
And carry me home
You prove of your love
From that moment on
That gentle feeling
Of each warm kiss
I am accepted
You, are my wish
"Draco. . . that was beautiful." Draco's mother told her son comfortingly. "He would have loved it."
"I can't believe he's gone. I only really got to know him for two months. He was everything to me and he had to go and get killed in that accident." Draco's eyes were leaking tears as he stood there at his Love's grave.
"You will see him again. Your love for each other will guide you to him." Draco's mother pulled him into a hug. "Come. It's getting late."
"You go on ahead. I'll be there in a minute." The tears rolled off Draco's face, falling onto the grave. When his mother had left, Draco carefully placed the poem on the marker. "I love you, Harry."
And then he walked away.