For Lexi
Write about someone still in love with someone who died SophieT predicted winner
Word count:541
Draco Malfoy had decided that he was in love with Astoria Greengrass when he was just a third year. Young, innocent love. She was one year younger than him, sister of the Ice Queen, Daphne Greengrass. She lived in the shadow of her sister, but he saw her for the shining diamond she really was.
Astoria had been the only one to come and ask if he was alright after Hermione Granger's fist had contacted his face. And the only one who had told him that Hermione was right to hit him. The only one who had dared to show the errors of his ways. Always.
His love only grew in the fourth year when she had saved him from embarrassment when Pansy Parkinson, his date to the Yule Ball, had left him all alone for a Beauxbatons boy. She hadn't been able to fall asleep from some reason, so she had went and asked their Head of House, who at the moment was patrolling, bored from the party, if she could stay for a bit outside. In a moment very not Snape-like he had let her stay. And that's how she had saw him, sitting alone, regretting ever agreeing to take Pansy to the ball.
Then in his fifth year, she had just been there. He hadn't talked with her much, he was too afraid too. Her family was neutral, whereas his family was hosting the Dark Lord in their House. But, at the end of the year, when his father had been sent to Azkaban, she had been his rock. And that was the year he had realised that he loved her. That he was in love with her.
His only life support, his strength,she had been in six and seven year. He was sure that he would have died without her. Or that or he would have cracked and become as insane as his dear aunt, Bella.
Then he had realised he wanted to be with her forever. Until death brought them apart. And to love her until the END of time.
How true that statement was. Astoria had died five years ago having contacted a rare disease that even magic couldn't heal.
Draco loved her as much as in the first day. There wasn't once in the five years that had passed when he had thought to love another woman or just to look at another. No, he hadn't and wouldn't do that. It felt like he was betraying her.
He still loved Astoria with all his heart and he knew he would never be able to look at another woman in the way he had looked at her. Or to love another even half the way he had loved her.
Everyone told him that he should move on, but, the thing was Draco didn't want to move on. He could raise their son, Scorpius, alone. He could do it. And he had done so already for years.
Scorpius had understood what has happened and had taken everything in stride. He didn't want anyone to replace his mother either.
Draco wished all the others would take a hint and let it go. He loved Astoria and he would continue to do so,no matter that she was dead.
He would always love her.