Love, L-O-V-E, the word that can predict your future like it did mine. I
ended up in extordinary places, in strange situations, and finally ending
up with the love of my life. I'd never thought that one word could take me
so far.
Every tear, fight, and jump for joy, love is in our heart. No sense in pretending it doesn't exist or pretending there isn't one person out there for everyone. Cause there is, there really is. My person was Draco. He was a sculpture of true brilliance. I'm still amaze he stumbled into my life. But he did and I was thankful.
Draco was everything I've ever wanted. He was perfect my little slice of heaven. His beautiful eyes to his brown hair, I loved him. But was separated from him shortly after marriage. My best friend had murdered me.
My body lay in a cold cabinet now, in the hospital, dark and creepy if you'd ask me. So cold, so pale, so lifeless. Before I died I remember glass shattering and screams. I'm not sure if they were by me but they were by someone. It was horrible. Blood splattered everywhere. By the time she was finished with me I had also drowned in my own pool of blood.
I didn't get a chance to tell Draco anything, how I felt, how I wanted to run, how I loved him so much. It all was just taken away from me it was just gone. I didn't like it, I didn't like being apart from him. I wonder about near my house now as a spirit, I still can hear the cries of my children at night and sometimes of Draco. I'd her the every night asking when I was coming back and it broke my heart every time he told them never.
They still haven't caught her yet; it must be that she died of jealousy. She wanted Draco, she even new Draco before I did, and killed me because I got him and she didn't. I had no problem with them just being friends but when the harassment started, I fore bid her to come over Draco wanted it too. He grew afraid of her, angered with her, and just wanted her gone. She grew very mean though. Her eyes would pierce like dagger through a heart, it was awful, and I couldn't settle down and have kids with him if she was still there. Draco needed to get a way we needed to get away. So we moved to Manchester away from Oxford. Draco was happy to leave since his father kept writing threats to us all because Draco fell in love and married a Ravenclaw girl and Not a Slytherin girl.
Every tear, fight, and jump for joy, love is in our heart. No sense in pretending it doesn't exist or pretending there isn't one person out there for everyone. Cause there is, there really is. My person was Draco. He was a sculpture of true brilliance. I'm still amaze he stumbled into my life. But he did and I was thankful.
Draco was everything I've ever wanted. He was perfect my little slice of heaven. His beautiful eyes to his brown hair, I loved him. But was separated from him shortly after marriage. My best friend had murdered me.
My body lay in a cold cabinet now, in the hospital, dark and creepy if you'd ask me. So cold, so pale, so lifeless. Before I died I remember glass shattering and screams. I'm not sure if they were by me but they were by someone. It was horrible. Blood splattered everywhere. By the time she was finished with me I had also drowned in my own pool of blood.
I didn't get a chance to tell Draco anything, how I felt, how I wanted to run, how I loved him so much. It all was just taken away from me it was just gone. I didn't like it, I didn't like being apart from him. I wonder about near my house now as a spirit, I still can hear the cries of my children at night and sometimes of Draco. I'd her the every night asking when I was coming back and it broke my heart every time he told them never.
They still haven't caught her yet; it must be that she died of jealousy. She wanted Draco, she even new Draco before I did, and killed me because I got him and she didn't. I had no problem with them just being friends but when the harassment started, I fore bid her to come over Draco wanted it too. He grew afraid of her, angered with her, and just wanted her gone. She grew very mean though. Her eyes would pierce like dagger through a heart, it was awful, and I couldn't settle down and have kids with him if she was still there. Draco needed to get a way we needed to get away. So we moved to Manchester away from Oxford. Draco was happy to leave since his father kept writing threats to us all because Draco fell in love and married a Ravenclaw girl and Not a Slytherin girl.