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Summary: He never expected that there would be a time when he would envy the poorest world of all time. He had everything, everything… except her.
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He dreamt nightly of her… of her face, her beauty, her eyes, her smile… her everything. To him there was absolutely no flaw seen in the girl he loved. To him, she was the most beautiful girl on the face of the planet, with her radiance and grace…
To him, she was just…
Perfect.
Draco glanced sideways at Hermione Granger who sat two chairs away from him. Her red-haired boyfriend, Ron Weasley, was playing with her hair, and Hermione giggled shyly. Their other best friend rolled his eyes, and turned to talk to Seamus Finnigan.
Draco shot a deadly glare at Ron and turned away. He was insanely jealous of him, and if he were given a chance, he would have strangled the red-haired Gryffindor right then and there. He recalled the way Hermione looked at her boyfriend; full of love and tenderness.
Draco bit his lip. He wanted nothing more than Hermione's love. He wanted her to reserve that special look for him… only for him.
He wanted her… No, he needed her.
He prayed fervently every waking moment that someday, just for once, he would be able to keep Hermione close to him… He wanted to know how it felt like to touch her, to embrace her, to hold her in his arms, to clasp her hand with his, to kiss her lips, to run his hand through her hair…
Just once in his sad and lonely life, he wanted to love her as his own…
And in that once in a lifetime moment, he hoped and prayed that Hermione would love him back with her whole heart and soul.
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Draco folded the parchment up. In it, he professed all the love he felt for Hermione and put his soul into it. He wanted to let her know how he felt…
You are my light in the darkness of my life, Hermione. You make me want to live my life fully. You make me smile and you blow my troubles away. How can I ever thank you for making me the happiest I've ever been?
I love you, Hermione.
I love you with my soul.
He put it in his pocket and left for the library. He knew that Hermione would be there, studying away as usual. Draco smiled.
He wondered how he even fell for such a girl…
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Draco hid behind some bookshelves. Hermione occupied one of the tables near the wall of the library, doing her homework alone. She scribbled away on her parchment, not minding the other students around her.
Draco took out the letter rather shakily and looked down at it. He was getting scared and nervous… What if she just thought of this letter as a prank? What if she just shoved it away? He feared rejection.
He glanced at Hermione and found that she wasn't there. Her seat was empty, but her books were still there, sitting peacefully on the table.
It was now his chance. His chance to slip his letter in one of her books…
It's now or never. He stood upright and marched up to her table. His palms were sweating, and his body shook like crazy.
Finally reaching Hermione's table, he looked around suspiciously. What if someone sees me? He thought rather nervously. He shoved the thought away in a hurry and left the letter on top of Hermione's book. He looked up and there was Hermione, coming back with another book in her hands. Luckily, she was reading it and didn't see Draco slip away silently from he table.
He hid behind the bookshelves once again and watched Hermione. She had seen the letter already, and Draco held his breath. She looked curiously at it and furrowed her eyebrows.
Draco wondered what she was going to do with it. Was she going to just leave it there? Was she going to throw it away?
Where's she going? Draco watched Hermione leave the library hurriedly. Her schoolbooks were all in her bag but the letter was still in her hand. She was clutching it tightly, and a smile crept silently to his face.
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Draco followed Hermione through the halls. She had already read the letter moments ago, and now, she wore a dazed and confused look. She had turned red when she read it, and Draco was pleased. That meant that she took the letter seriously and she was trying to find out who had written it.
Draco smiled with glee. Hermione still held the letter in her hand and she was biting her nails.
At that moment, Ron appeared.
Draco was filled with anger and frustration at once.
"Where were you, love?" he asked worriedly.
"Library," Hermione replied quietly, hiding the letter behind her. "I just finished my Potions essay."
"Come on then. Harry's waiting for us."
"Okay."
At that moment, Ron leaned in and kissed Hermione. Draco's eyes widened and he stood there, gaping at the two. Hermione closed her eyes and savored the moment, and in seconds, she released the letter in her hands.
The letter floated away as the wind blew through the hall, and disappeared out of the window. Draco watched it as it danced out in the air and vanished instantaneously. He looked back at the couple, and now, they were in each other's arms.
Draco's heart shattered in pieces. She had forgotten about the letter, about the person who sent it…
It was now confirmed.
He meant nothing to her…
Absolutely nothing.
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