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"Lacerate"

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He felt cold as ice. He felt as if all warmth was absorbed from his body. Well, that was a fact but it was not until now that he actually felt this kind of sensation. He had never felt this feeling before. But why now? Why did he have to go when she was now willing to be with him? Did fate hate him? Did destiny think they really weren't meant to be? Did he even have the slightest chance to change it now?

She shivered and knelt down beside him, taking his head on her lap and holding him close. She shook her head in disbelief. "Draco!" She yelled.

He saw her gentle face peering down on his unmoving body. Her cold sweaty hands cradling his figure on her own holding it tightly, molding him on her own. He felt the wet hot trails falling of cheeks, tears drip down on his cold forehead. Oh how he yearned to touch and caress her cheeks one last time. He shuddered and felt the oddest thing. He felt as if he was at peace. Closing his eyes, he murmured his last words.

"I love you, Hermione."

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This is only a one shot. Hope you liked it. Reviews are gladly appreciated. If you liked this, you can read my other stories as well. Thank you for your time.

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