A/N: This is my first HP fic so be nice, okay? I dunno if I'll continue this fic or leave it as a one-shot…It's up to you guys so just review and tell me if you want me to continue it, 'kay?
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter…If I did I wouldn't be writing this!
A/N: By the way, the poems here are by me! Sorry if they suck…
Draco stared at himself in the mirror. He no longer looked like the Draco Malfoy of Hogwarts. His silvery blonde hair was now a pale, dry blonde. Cheek bones jutted out of his face and he now crossed the border between pale white skin and sick white skin. The cold expression of his eyes were gone and had been replaced with loneliness.
He couldn't believe that it had been five years since Hermione's death. The love of his life was gone. He felt like had no more purpose in life. He was wrong, of course. He did have a purpose and that was to move on. He had to live life as Hermione would have wanted him to. Problem was that he couldn't, not after what he had done to her during their 7th year.
Flashback
"I'm sorry Hermione but I have to leave you now. We both know this is nothing but a worthless fling. You'll get over me…Besides, we both knew from the beginning that pure bloods and mud-mu-muggleborns will never mix." Draco said looking away.
"B-but! Draco! We love each other! The first time we went out you promised that your being a pureblood wouldn't be an issue! Besides, I love you! And you love me…" she looked in his eyes. He quickly looked away. "…right??"
When he said nothing, Hermione started to run away with tears streaming down her eyes.
Unknown to Hermione, he looked away because he didn't want her to see him cry. He didn't want her to know that he didn't break up with her because he didn't love her. He broke up with her because he knew she was too good for her. She was there to fight evil while his family was evil itself. A curse had been placed on him years ago. If he ever married a muggleborn, she would die. There was no future for them.
Weeks after that incident, Hermione left to fight against the Dark Lord. Before she left, she managed to give him a small "Goodbye". Ironically, it happened to be the last time they would ever meet. She died a week later.
End of flashback.
He glanced at his study table and saw a large brown envelope shoved under it. He pulled it out and wiped the dirt from the envelope. 'Draco' was written on it. It was the envelope that he found in Hermione's study table in their common room (a/n: They were heads.) He had taken it before her parents came to clean her room out. He never had the guts to open it before though.
Well, it's been 5 years…Maybe it's about time he thought. In it were a bunch of stuff. There was a necklace which he had given her on Valentine's Day. It was a heart shaped emerald mounted on silver. 'Draco and Hermione' was engraved at the back. There were also a bunch of photos. Hermione and Draco kissing, Hermione and Draco holding hands, Hrmione and Draco hugging and so on. There were also a bunch of notes inside which they had passed to each other during class. A sheaf of paper wrapped in a red ribbon was inside too. The first one was a letter written in Hermione's perfect script.
Dear Draco,
I'll probably be gone by the time you read this. I just want to tell you that I'm sorry if I'm not good enough for you. I did my best Draco and I loved – no – I LOVE you. I guess my love wasn't big enough to compensate for your lack of love for me though. Oh, well. You can't blame me for trying. I love you Draco. I always did and I always will. I'll love you until my last breath and after. Goodbye Draco Malfoy. Goodbye.
Love,
Hermione
Draco's eyes filled with tears as he read her letter to him. He refused to let them flow though. Like he used to say, Malfoys didn't cry. Under the letter were a bunch of poems.
Time has past
Yet I am empty
Nothing is inside
I am broken
No longer complete
There is a hole
No one can fill it.
Where are you?
No life
No happiness
It's been quite a time since then
But emptiness has chosen to stay
Happiness has fled
I am no longer me.
I'm lost.
Where am I?
Emotions shared
Happiness together
Memories past
Memories no longer coming back
Life has cheated us.
Where are we?
At that moment Draco wanted to scream. I am here Hermione! he thought I always was and I always will be…He decided to move on to another poem.
Smiles shared
Little winks
Everything else forgotten
Only you were there.
Every morning
Every evening
Rain or shine
Thoughts of you ruled my mind.
No escape
I wasn't even ready
I t was unknown to me
But I had fallen.
Far from my mind
It was unexpected
I had no idea
Yet I loved you.
I was happy
Times were good
Flowers blossomed
But that was then.
Now there is nothing.
No more laughter
No more smiles
No more you
Only my pain
My love was lost.
This time, Draco really did scream. After a few minutes of screaming, he stopped. He took the sheaf of papers and took another one. This one was shorter.
I smiled
You turned away
I waved
You ignored me
I looked at you
You looked away
Why?
Am I not good enough?
Do you not love me?
What did I do wrong?
Why?
Sigh
It's quite simple really
I love you
But you don't love me back.
It was the last straw. He started to go on a rampage. He threw everything he saw and hurt himself in the process. He ripped papers, pulled off the green curtains. After a while, he collapsed on the floor and did an un-Malfoyish thing. He cried.
A/N: So, what do you think? Review, okay? And, oh yeah! No flames! That's all! Buh-bye!