This Time I'm Staying for Good
By: harrypotterfan1247
Disclaimer: I own nothing. I also own nothing in my other stories. Well, I guess I kind of own the plot.
"Why'd you have to go? What was wrong with what we had? I never thought what was going on was so painful. I thought you enjoyed all those nights under the starts when we used to talk about how we would never forget it. Yet you still thought it wouldn't matter if you walked out that door when I needed you here.
So, here I lay, broken inside with no hope of my heart returning to my body. The thought of loving someone else seems so close yet so far from my grasp. I like to sit up at night and pretend that you still care about me. I like to pretend that you'll make those nightmares go away.
I saw Ron again today. He said to get over myself and get over you. He doesn't understand. He doesn't know that we were in love. He thinks we were just flat mates that we really liked each other…as friends.
I sit here crying and wondering what I could have done to change your mind. To change your actions and make them vanish without a trace that they even crossed your mind as thoughts.
The blood is running thicker and it feels like thousands of years worth of feelings are running down my arm. It reminds me of that time we visited Sirius's grave. I remember how I couldn't stop crying and how I fell over due to my legs giving out. I remember how I cut my wrist on the edge of the tombstone by accident. I remember how you cleaned the stream of blood away and held me until all my pain was gone.
I guess you forgot that day when you said those hate filled words. You know, I knew people disliked me, but I never knew someone could hate a person so much. I cried all night and I couldn't get up from bed because I was so tired in the morning. Please understand that I love you and no matter how much pain you cause or how many times you walk out on me…I'll be waiting for you.
Love,
Harry James Potter"
Draco dropped the note on the floor and sank to his knees next to his deceased lover. He cradled the now very pale head that was lying motionless on the floor. He allowed his tears to flow freely down his beautifully pale cheeks.
The knife, shining in the moon light. Draco grabbed it and hastily jabbed it into his side. He wept quietly as he felt the blood drain from his weakening body.
After finding Harry lying on the floor covered in a thick, sticky, red substance, he read the note. He felt guilt, which he never knew he had, rise up inside him. He and Harry had their fights and Draco would always leave to go stay at a hotel for the night. It never accord to him that maybe his words were to harsh. He always thought of himself.
Now he lay next to his lover an mumbled these simple words in the corpse's ear, "I love you so much, so this time I'm staying for good." Then succumbed to the darkness that clouded his vision and mind.
Author's Note: I'm not in the best of moods so I decided to write this. I hope nobody hates me for this. R&R.
-harrypotterfan1247
P.S. I'm also looking for a beta. If anyone is interested please just e-mail me at . Thanks!
