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Summary: Gone, he was gone... And it was their fault. Drabble. Harry/Draco. Drarry. Character Death
--Gone--
I
think I was the only person to every really know Draco Malfoy…
The
real Draco, not 'Draco Malfoy Pureblood Prat' but Draco. Just
Draco.
Like
me. I want to be Harry, just Harry. Not the Boy-Who-Lived, not The
Chosen One…
Just
Harry and just Draco.
One completes the other.
Draco, with his fair skin and blonde hair, stormy silver eyes… Oh, he was gorgeous.
Was I the only one who could see that?
Me, with my black hair, tanned skin and bright green eyes…
Why could no one else see the contrasts? The beauty… The love.
I
will only ever love him. My Draco, just Draco.
They
took him away from me.
Those bastards.
They took him away and gave him the Dementor's Kiss.
Gone. I will never forgive what they have done to me.
My heart aches… Is it suppost to feel this bad?
This lonely.
They… They killed my love… Worse than that, they took his soul!
My beautiful darling, I love you.
And I will avenge you, whatever the cost.
