Good-Bye
By: Xtreme_Princess
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these wonderful characters. They all belong to J.K. Rowling I'm just putting them in my own little world and making no money at all. Enjoy.
A/N: This is my first Harry Potter fic, so please be kind! Also this fic had implieded slash
of the Harry/Draco kind and two characters die, so if that's not your cup of tea then
don't read. Reviews are appreciated.
*....* Draco's thoughts
^. . ^ Harry's letter to Draco
Ch. 3 The Letter
Draco woke up the next morning feeling sad. He hadn't meant to say all those things to Harry,
they just came out. The fight was stupid too. Harry made a comment about how evil Draco's dad was,
and Draco didn't take well to that.
* It's not his fault really. He didn't know my dad was a spy for the light. I should have told him
before I stormed off. I'll tell him today, and we'll make up and everything will be fine. *
Draco got out of bed put on his robes and then geld his hair. He then walked out of his dorm and
into the common room.
"Hey Draco, ready to go to breakfast?" Crabbe asked as Draco walked into the room.
"Yeah, come on lets go."
So Draco, Crabbe, and Golye (s?) made their way to the Great Hall. When they got there Draco noticed
something was wrong. For one thing Harry was not in his seat and Weasly and Granger looked worried.
For another thing all the teachers (yes even snape) looked as though the world was about to end.
* Wonder what's wrong. * Draco thought to himself as he sat down at his table. Right as he sat down
Dumbledor stood up.
"I'm afraid I have some bad news. One of our own has committed suicide last night." Right way the
hall broke out into chatter, everyone was looking around to see who was missing. Then a thought
hit Draco.
* Wait a minute. . .Harry's gone. . .no, you can't mean him. . .Please don't say Harry. *
Draco now had a look of worry on his face. His father had taught him to never show emotion, but
right now he could care less about what his father taught him. His Harry might be dead, and it
would be his fault.
"I'm afraid Mr. Harry Potter died last night."
* NOOOOOOOOOO. . .Harry. . .why? Harry why? You can't leave me. I'm sorry for all the things I've
said.* Tears started to fall from Draco's eyes and he didn't care who saw.
"Now the funeral will be later this afternoon, I hope to see you all there. Also Mr. Malfoy would
you please meet me in my office after breakfast?" Dumbledor asked looking over at Draco. Draco
looked up and nodded his head.
"Very good. Now classes have been canceled for the day." Dumbledor then sat down.
After breakfast Draco made his way to the Headmaster office.
*Why does me want to see me for? Does he think its my fault? Probably. And he has good reason to
. . . It is. *
Before he knew it he was outside Dumbledor's office.
"Candy Apples."
He made his way inside and stopped at the office door. * Here goes nothing* He opened the door
and stepped inside.
"Hello Draco, lemon drop?" Dumbledor asked
"No thanks." Draco said in a little voice.
" Now Draco I bet your wonder why I wanted to see you, am I right?"
"Yes" Draco said and looked up at the Headmaster. The gleam that could always be found in his
eyes was now gone.
"Now dear boy I do not believe this is your fault. I have something for you, and that something
is this." Dumbledor reached inside a drawer on his desk and pulled out what looked like to be a
letter. A letter with Draco's name on it.
"As you can see it's addressed to you, so here you go." Dumbledor handed the letter over to Draco.
Draco looked at the letter in his hands, took a deep breath and opened it. Inside was not a letter
but a poem.
* Harry wrote me a poem. *
^It's not easy saying this to you
It's the hardest thing I've ever had to do
But Draco before I go
I want you to know
I wish you strength
When times are hard
Oh I wish with all my heart you find what
you're looking for
I wish you joy
I wish you peace
And that every star you see's within your reach
And I wish you still loved me
I wish that things were different you know that
But still I'm happy for the time we had
You mean the world to me
Baby please believe
I wish you strength
When times are hard
Oh I wish with all my heart you find what
you're looking for
I wish you joy
I wish you peace
And that every star you see's within your reach
And I wish you still loved me
Losing you is tearing me apart
But a part of me will be with you no matter where you are
I wish you strength
When times are hard
Oh I wish with all my heart you find what
you're looking for
I wish you joy
I wish you peace
And that every star you see's within your reach
And I wish you still loved me^
A/N: Harry's poem is a song called "I wish" by Jo Dee Messina
By: Xtreme_Princess
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these wonderful characters. They all belong to J.K. Rowling I'm just putting them in my own little world and making no money at all. Enjoy.
A/N: This is my first Harry Potter fic, so please be kind! Also this fic had implieded slash
of the Harry/Draco kind and two characters die, so if that's not your cup of tea then
don't read. Reviews are appreciated.
*....* Draco's thoughts
^. . ^ Harry's letter to Draco
Ch. 3 The Letter
Draco woke up the next morning feeling sad. He hadn't meant to say all those things to Harry,
they just came out. The fight was stupid too. Harry made a comment about how evil Draco's dad was,
and Draco didn't take well to that.
* It's not his fault really. He didn't know my dad was a spy for the light. I should have told him
before I stormed off. I'll tell him today, and we'll make up and everything will be fine. *
Draco got out of bed put on his robes and then geld his hair. He then walked out of his dorm and
into the common room.
"Hey Draco, ready to go to breakfast?" Crabbe asked as Draco walked into the room.
"Yeah, come on lets go."
So Draco, Crabbe, and Golye (s?) made their way to the Great Hall. When they got there Draco noticed
something was wrong. For one thing Harry was not in his seat and Weasly and Granger looked worried.
For another thing all the teachers (yes even snape) looked as though the world was about to end.
* Wonder what's wrong. * Draco thought to himself as he sat down at his table. Right as he sat down
Dumbledor stood up.
"I'm afraid I have some bad news. One of our own has committed suicide last night." Right way the
hall broke out into chatter, everyone was looking around to see who was missing. Then a thought
hit Draco.
* Wait a minute. . .Harry's gone. . .no, you can't mean him. . .Please don't say Harry. *
Draco now had a look of worry on his face. His father had taught him to never show emotion, but
right now he could care less about what his father taught him. His Harry might be dead, and it
would be his fault.
"I'm afraid Mr. Harry Potter died last night."
* NOOOOOOOOOO. . .Harry. . .why? Harry why? You can't leave me. I'm sorry for all the things I've
said.* Tears started to fall from Draco's eyes and he didn't care who saw.
"Now the funeral will be later this afternoon, I hope to see you all there. Also Mr. Malfoy would
you please meet me in my office after breakfast?" Dumbledor asked looking over at Draco. Draco
looked up and nodded his head.
"Very good. Now classes have been canceled for the day." Dumbledor then sat down.
After breakfast Draco made his way to the Headmaster office.
*Why does me want to see me for? Does he think its my fault? Probably. And he has good reason to
. . . It is. *
Before he knew it he was outside Dumbledor's office.
"Candy Apples."
He made his way inside and stopped at the office door. * Here goes nothing* He opened the door
and stepped inside.
"Hello Draco, lemon drop?" Dumbledor asked
"No thanks." Draco said in a little voice.
" Now Draco I bet your wonder why I wanted to see you, am I right?"
"Yes" Draco said and looked up at the Headmaster. The gleam that could always be found in his
eyes was now gone.
"Now dear boy I do not believe this is your fault. I have something for you, and that something
is this." Dumbledor reached inside a drawer on his desk and pulled out what looked like to be a
letter. A letter with Draco's name on it.
"As you can see it's addressed to you, so here you go." Dumbledor handed the letter over to Draco.
Draco looked at the letter in his hands, took a deep breath and opened it. Inside was not a letter
but a poem.
* Harry wrote me a poem. *
^It's not easy saying this to you
It's the hardest thing I've ever had to do
But Draco before I go
I want you to know
I wish you strength
When times are hard
Oh I wish with all my heart you find what
you're looking for
I wish you joy
I wish you peace
And that every star you see's within your reach
And I wish you still loved me
I wish that things were different you know that
But still I'm happy for the time we had
You mean the world to me
Baby please believe
I wish you strength
When times are hard
Oh I wish with all my heart you find what
you're looking for
I wish you joy
I wish you peace
And that every star you see's within your reach
And I wish you still loved me
Losing you is tearing me apart
But a part of me will be with you no matter where you are
I wish you strength
When times are hard
Oh I wish with all my heart you find what
you're looking for
I wish you joy
I wish you peace
And that every star you see's within your reach
And I wish you still loved me^
A/N: Harry's poem is a song called "I wish" by Jo Dee Messina
