Moments

Shut the door

Turn the lights off

I wanna be with you

I wanna feel your love

I wanna lay beside you

I cannot hide this even though I try

A very sad looking Draco Malfoy stared at himself in front of the mirror. He wasn't the same handsome muscular man from Hogwarts.

He was only a few months from turning 27 years old, but he looked alot older than he was.

He had dark bags under his eyes and wrinkles on his once handsome face.

He was no longer muscular and healthy, instead he had lossed a lot of weight and his body was only a bag of bones.

His once perfect sleeky hair was now very messy and it was no longer soft.

As he looked at himself in the mirror, he couldn't help thinking that he would be better dead.

He had nothing in life. No family, no friends , and no Hermione.

He could still remember all the happiness that she had brought to his life.

But that had been nearly 2 years ago...

...

Draco and Hermione had been dating since the end of sixth year. They had become friends shortly after Hermione had found Draco crying in the Prefects restroom.

They became friends, and Hermione helped comfort him when he was worried about his task.

Hermione knew perfectly well all the danger that it was being friends with a Death Eater.

At one time or another, they found themselves being more than just friends.

They decided to finally make it official at the end of the sixth year. Harry and Ron hadn't been happy at all when they found out, but they soon accpeted their relationship when they saw how much Draco cared for Hermione.

But at the end of the seventh year, disaster had struck their relationship. Hermione had been feeling dizzy, nauseous and big purple bruises sorrounded her arms and legsSo she wore long clothes so that no one would notice. Big dark bags sorrounded her beautiful chocolate eyes. Hermione had thought that it was nothing more serious than a simple flu, so she didn't went to the Hospital Wing inmediatly. But she found herself there, after Draco found her passed out in her room.

Draco remembered that day perfectly. It was that day that they had all found out about Hermione's horrible illness.

Early that day, Draco got out of his room and took a shower. He and Hermione shared a Common Room since they were Head Boy and Head Girl.

It was a Sunday, so Draco had woke up at around 11. He had thought that Hermione was probably at he library already, like always.

So he had decided to head down to the library to see her.

But he didn't found her there, so he decided that she was probably with Potter and Weasel.

So he went to hang out with Blaise and Pansy and didn't come back to their dorms until around 8 in the night.
When he got there, he shouted her name, expecting for her to be in her room.

When she didn't answer, Draco decided to check her room to see if she was sleeping.

He saw her laying in her bed, her eyes clothes and her arms wide open.

"What a weird way of sleeping." he had thought.

But it was when he got more near to her, when he noticed that she wasn't breathing at all.

He shook her body, but she wouldn't move at all.

So he did the first thing he could think of.

He put her in his arms and ran to the Hospital Wing.

It had been almost 2 hours later, when Madam Promfey had told Draco what had happened to Hermione.

"Mr. Malfoy, something really serious is happenning to Miss Granger. By the time you found her, she had been passed out for more than 12 hours already. If you hadn't found her, she would have probably died. Hermione has a muggle disease called Leukimia. Muggles still haven't found a way to cure it, but they have found a way to control it. Unfortunately, we wizards haven't found a way to cure it either. But we created a potion that can make 90% of the disease to go away, but it can only be used when the cancer is on a early stage. Unfortunately, we found out about it way too late, and the cancer has alreay took over 95% of her body. And it's also too late for her to control her cancer the muggle way." Madam Profey said in a sad voice.

Even though Draco would have never let anybody see him cry, he could feel tear rolling down her face.

"Wh..What does that mean?" He finally managed to say between sobs.

"It means that all that is left to do is wait..." Madam Profey had said.

"So you are going to let her die? You're not even going to try and find a solution!" Draco yelled at Madam Profey. He was not only angry, but he was also hurt and upset. Hermione didn't deserve to die, she was a very smart witch who still had most of her life ahead.

"Sorry, Mr. Malfoy,but she only has about 8 or 9 months to live." Madam Profey had said before she leaved to her office.

...

But Draco never gave up, he took Hermione to many different special doctors. He didn't care how much money he had to spend, he would make sure that Hermione would survive. Hermione was his life, and he was sure that he wouldn't survive without her.

But after going to more than 50 doctors, Hermione had giving up all her hope. She had convinced Draco to stop looking for a doctor because she was going to die anyways. She had told him that she would rather spend the last months of her life with happiness and joy than having to be looking for a miracle that wouldn't happen.

So Draco make a promise to himself that he would make sure that the last months of her Hermione's life were the best of her entire life.

He took her to different places around the world that she had never seen before, but what make Hermione glad that she had a boyfriend like him was when he was always making sure that she knew that he cared and loved her.

...

So one time he gave her the most beautiful surprise of her life.

He took her to NYC to spend the Christmas and New Year's Eve.

Draco wanted for their last Christmas together to be special adn unforgettable. He wanted to one day be able to look back and say, " That really was the best Christmas of my life."

But most of all, he wanted for Hermione to be happy and have fun so that she would be able to forget about her horrible illness for a little while.

So he decided to give her the best Christmas gift ever.

He was going to propose to her.

So at 12 oclock , he tooked her to the penhouse he had bought for the occassion.

He knew that it was reallhy cold outside, so he made sure that Hermione had a big jacket on and a scarf around her neck before going outside.

He had arranged a very nice and elegant dinner in the penhouse.

With wine to celebrate the occassion.

He covered her eyes as he walked her to the penhouse.

Hermione was almost jumping from the excitement since she really wanted to know what was Draco's surprise.

When Draco finally remove his hands from her eyes. She saw a beautiful dinner prepared for two and some wine, but what she liked the best was the big candle in the middle of the table. It was made from really elegant crystals that put the night stars to shame.

She also loved the night sky sorrounding the penhouse.

She saw that fireworks illuminated the night sky.

The fireworks went on for more than 10 minutes until the final one spelled: I love you Mia!

She kept on looking at the sky to see if there were more fireworks, but nothing happened.

"You liked it?" Draco asked her when he saw that she wasn't smiling as big as he expected her to.

"Yeah, I just thought that you were going to propose... but well, I guess you don't want to marry someone whose gonna die in a few mon..." Hermione was saying, but was stopped when Draco softly put a finger in her lips, and motioned for her to look up.

She looked up at the beautiful night sky, and saw a jet flying , and it was leaving letters in red all over the sky.

The letters formed a message that said: Will you marry me?

Followed by a heart after the question mark.

Hermione squealed as she said yes and gave Draco a soft kiss...

...

Draco was interrupted from his thoughts by the pain that was going through his arm.

His wand was pointed to his arm as he muttered a spell to make it bleed.

He felt more and more blood come out, while he felt more and more pain.

His pureblood serve him for nothing, if he didn't heve the love of his life, then there was not a single reason to live.

He felt his body weakened, and in less than 10 seconds he lay unconscious in the middle of his gigantic bathroom, a pool of blood covering him. But in his arm he had written the name of the person he was thinking of before he died, Hermione...

I'll find the word to say... before you leave me today...