Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of harry potter or anything other than the plot, good old JK rowling does.
A/N: The song ive based this on is Cant buy you by Daniel Merriweather. I highly reccomend listening to it whilst reading this fanfiction. Also this is my first fanfiction so no flames please!
My Dearest Hermione,
I'm writing this as I have been tossing and turning in my bed unable to sleep, unable to get you off my mind. Out the corner of my eye I can see Blaise sleeping restfully in his bed, if only I could do that. Your always here in the back of mind, your voice, your uncontrollable hair, those warmth filled chocolate eyes. What I would do to hear you say you love me just one last time. But I cant and I know that.
I was a coward, I was still just a scared little boy who worshipped his father even though he was a monster. I thought wealth and my fathers respect was more important than love. I took you for granted, I thought that I could get over you and move on with my life whilst pleasing others. I went to ball after ball to find someone like you but no one could fit the empty piece of me like you could. I realised then that I would rather be burned of the family tree then spend my life a shell without you. I made up my mind and turned to apparate on the spot.
Landing outside your apartment I started hammering on the door screaming your name. Ginny came to the door, with an angry red face to match her hair. I told her I wouldn't leave till I saw you to apologise. It was then I saw you over her shoulder and the guilt came crashing down, you were in pyjamas with your hair tied in a messy bun, even with silent tears running down your face you were beautiful. I knew then that you deserved better than me
Hermione, I made a mistake, I listened to my father over you. I thought I could live without you but this past month has proved I cant. Everytime I closed my eyes I saw you, and everytime I tried to sleep I dreamt of you all night, I never realised before but I cant live without you Mione, I love you. I thought money could buy me happiness but I was wrong, money cant buy you.
Love Draco
"I'll always love you Draco" cried hermione as she lay the letter she had received after his funeral that morning next to her and the empty bottle of pills and alcohol. If only he had fought harder that night on the doorstep, she would have forgiven him, but it was too late. If he was gone then she couldn't live without him. She conjured an image of them in happier times and finally passed away to a place where they could be together again.
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