Music is playing, soft and sweet. So soothing, just like his voice.
I stirred, not this again.
Earlier memory…I'm eating lunch with my friend Elizabeth in the Great Hall. People are talking. Laughing. I see him staring.
I groan.
I'm rushing to Potions and I bump into someone. It's him. Not one insult, not even a sneer.
The moonlight shines through my window.
I'm late to Charms now. Who do I bump into? Him.
"Careful Virginia," he says.
I stare.
I open one eye to see the yellow moon.
The lake is calm today, so tranquil and breezy. I'm sitting under a tree watching the waves roll by.
I closed my eye.
Someone sits down beside me. I look up and I see him. His beautiful face is accentuated by the sunlight. The golden rays bounce off his platinum head, creating a nearly blinding halo. He smiles at me.
I tense up, the memories are too painful.
His lips softly brushed against mine.
I gasped and curled up in my bed. I remember the man that I loved for all these years. He was the first one that loved me for what I was, he didn't care for my reputation or that I had barely any friends. He wanted me for me and it was beautiful, something so wonderful happened to me. It was just the way he looked at me each time we passed in the halls, the quick exchange of smiles and the occasional note.
-A few months later-
I'm in my sixth year now. Dumbledore had announced this afternoon that Voldemort's forces were getting stronger. He was preparing to attack. I remember looking across the Great Hall to see his grim face.
"Gods spare me," I whispered into my pillow. "Just one night."
I received no answer, no cataclysmic event, no thunderous voice booming through the clouds. Just silence to answer my plea. They spared no mercy and in my mind, I saw that note.
I was sitting in the common room doing my homework when an owl swooped in, dropping a thick piece of parchment onto my lap.
Gin,
The lake, 11 pm. Don't be late
DM
I remember that night by the lake. He had told me that he loved me more than anything, that I was the purpose of his existence. It was all very sweet until the part where he told me he had to join the Death Eaters. I didn't react nicely.
"Draco, are you out of your mind?" I yelled.
"I know what I'm doing. I've talked to Dumbledore about this already. I need to do this." He whispered to me.
I remember what happened then. Hot tears slid down my faces and my heart ached for the one I loved. It couldn't happen to him…to us. The world was too cruel.
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