Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
To PikaCheeka, Nemesis and Hydrana Evila for inspiration.
My Only Crime
by Luinthoron
He was running, running away, away from the house and the Aurors behind him. The forest was dark, but not enough to let him slip away unnoticed. But he still had enough time to write a letter.
They were closing in. But he had to finish it. This was his only way to explain.
Done. He placed the letter in an envelope, and stood up.
But it was too late. He was already surrounded.
"Draco Malfoy, you're under arrest for the murder of Mrs. Molly Weasley!"
He just smiled.
"Would anyone believe me, if I said I didn't do it?" he asked.
Only silence followed.
"So I thought!"
And with that he raised his wand.
The voices of a dozen Aurors trying to disarm him echoed between the old trees of the forest. But he didn't hear them anymore.
Because he had uses the Killing Curse on himself.
/-/-/
One of the Aurors reached for the envelope in his left hand. It was labeled For Ginny Weasley.
"Miss Weasley, here is something for you!"
The letter was given to a young Auror with long red hair. She looked at it for only a second, before tearing it to pieces.
/-/-/
"Reparo!" Ginny fixed the letter.
The pieces had been in her pocket for two days, but she just couldn't throw them away. He had done a terrible thing, but still this were his last words.
And as she began to read, tears appeared in her eyes…
/-/-/
I didn't kill her…
I know you don't believe me, but I didn't.
The only thing I heard when I got there was the sound of someone disapparating.
And as I knew you wouldn't believe me, I did what anyone would have done - I ran.
But I didn't kill her.
And as I am probably dead when you read this, I have no reason to lie.
Despite what everyone believes, I never became a Death Eater. Maybe that's why I was framed as the killer.
But if I had wanted to kill her, I would've had done it a long time ago.
You see, I used to sneak out of my home and sit there for years, just watching you and your friends.
Believe me, I didn't do it.
Goodbye, dear Ginny,
My only crime was to love you…
