Draco's P.O.V.

I stand there and see her body crumple to the ground. I wipe my tears with my sleeve, and take a deep breath. I slowly walk over to her. I kneel down next to her. I brush my fingers against her face, and it is ice cold.

My gaze lands on her locket. Her fingers were wrapped around it tightly. I remember all the memories that locket holds. The good and bad.

I cant look at her anymore. Yet I dont want to leave her. Deep in my soul, I have a small hope she would come back. But each second that passed, made the hope grow smaller. Eventually, the hope died out. Like a flame on a candle.

I always thought we would make it through our ups and downs, and be together. Forever. I imagined us sitting by the fireplace in our mansion, kids running around, maybe even a pet. We would look at each other, and see the happiness in our eyes. And then I would realize, I cant love anyone or anything more than Delilah.