A/N: I must be in a real melancholy mood tonight. Here's another part to "Missed Chance," this time from Harry.
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I see you, Malfoy, sitting over there, triumphant smug smile on your face. Yeah, I know. There's no need to rub it in. You won. After all the competitions we've been in during our private little war, you've finally won the grand prize; her heart. I don't need to see you and her sitting over there, watching her kiss you, her eyes filled with love as she looks at you. She used to give me that look as well, only I was too stupid to ever notice. Now every kiss she gives you, every caress of her hands, is a dagger twisting in my heart.
God, what a fool I've been. I bet you'd be positively glowing to hear me say that. I never noticed how special she was, how sweet and kind and, oh God, so perfect. Not until it was too late. You better treat her as a queen, Malfoy, or I'll personally see you rot in hell for it. You better give her everything her heart desires, anything she wants. Rip the moon and the stars from the sky if you have to. Just love her. The way she needs to be loved. Cherish and protect her. She's everything I've ever wanted, all I needed in life, had I but realized it. Now you have her. You don't deserve her, you know that don't you? I don't deserve her either. Maybe there isn't a creature on this earth that is worthy enough to love such innocence, such beauty. You and I certainly aren't.
It's pure torture to see her with you. She should be kissing me, those arms should be holding me, not you. I should be the one she wakes up to in the morning. I should be the one she kisses goodnight. It should've been me. It could've been me, if only I'd hadn't missed my chance. It kills me inside to know that you love her. It's written all over your face every time you so much as look at her. Knowing that you love her so much, it's the final nail in my coffin. How you got her to fall in love with you, how you won her heart, I'll never know. Just as long as you never do anything to hurt her, I'll let you live. I'll let you grow old with her. I had my chance at happiness with her. I missed it.