Chapter Two

Why would Draco send me a letter saying he needs me? Oh god he's planning on killing me. I know he doesn't like me. No I take that back he hates me. I so wish he didn't though. The truth is I love Draco. Yes I know I'm completely mad. But every time we argue in the halls or I see him in class I can't help but look in those beautiful grey eyes, and those soft pink lips. I sometimes catch myself wondering what they would feel like up against my own lips.

I know Draco can't be as cold as he is to everyone. Deep down he is the same as us all. I bet he cries at times, laughs at funny things, and loves with a warm heart. I wonder what it would be like to hold in my arms and vise versa. To go to sleep cuddled up with him and wake up with him giving me a morning kiss. Oh my god enough with this. I sound like a lovesick second year girl. My main priority is to find out why my "enemy" needs me now.

"Ugh, Malfoy", I say trying to sound disgusted, "What the hell do you want".

He doesn't say anything. I start to walk towards him about to yet him for disturbing me, but i stop half way when he turns to look at me. He has tear streaks on his face and his eyes are pooling with more. His expression tell me he could care less about his appearance at this moment. Finally I'm in front of him.

"This better be good Malfoy". I sounded so harsh and I try not to. But still all I get from him is silance. So I decided now was the only chance I would get to make fun of him. Still, though, deep down I wanted to take him in my arms protecting him and telling everything is okay now. I couldn't if l wanted to.

"So, are you going to talk to me or hex me or something, or are you just going to sit there, play stupid, and waste my time". I was surprissed of how good that sounded. After a few more seconds of silance, he spoke.

"Please, don't talk like that right now, I know I deserve it, but please can you save it"? Oh his voice is so soft and craked with tears. I just want to hug him and tell him not to worry.

"Why should I, the last three years you talked to me like crap, and I didn't ask you to save it". Now the tears were flowing down his cheeks.

" I know i treated you so bad, and Harry I hate myself for that, but I have to tell you this. No I must tell you this"

Did he just call me Harry and did he also apologize to me. Okay something is going on here. "Well get on with it Mal- I guess I can play along to and call you Draco".

"Harry, I can't do this anymore. l can't take it any longer. My father has these ridiculous demands and expectations of me, and after what I've told him, I wouldn't be surprised if he would be happy after l'm gone."

"After your gone, what crazy thing are you talking about"?

"God Potter, l know you're slow but try and keep up". l only nod in response.

"Harry, the only reason l tortured you was because l wanted you to notice me. l wanted you to be inpressed of how mighty l was, but now l realize l was a big jerk. l've hurt alot of people and l can't live with the guilt anymore. l don't want to. I only want you to you to know one thing before l leave. Harry l'm in love with you. I wanted you to be mine so bad but that was impossible. So i took the anger out on you. For a year l have only dreamed of you in my arms and kissing me. I only wanted to love you and for you to love me."

Still l only stood there. Draco nodded and stood up on the edge of the tower. He took a deep breath and looked at me. "l love you" he whisperd. He let go. The only thing is he never made it to the ground. Before he let go I reached out and caught him. I held him tight in my arms. Never again would l let him get like this. He was mine now and l shall protect him l wont let anything bad haunt him anymore.

"I love you Draco Malfoy." l am crying as well to. We go down hand in hand to the slytherin dorms and fall asleep in each others arms.

So l was going to end it here but l got an idea for two more chapters or should i do a sequel. What do you think, what are your ideas? Leave them in the reviews. have a great day! Byeee : )

xox Vegas