(A.N) This is my first Fanfic that I have posted. This is a really short one shot. I will not continue it. I sort of got this idea one night and wrote it. I have not had it read by my beta but I'll probably have that done soon. Any suggestions will be really nice. Read and Review thanks.
Tonight was the night 9 years ago. I sat on the cold stone of the northern most tower of my estate. My legs drawn up to my chest as I stared at the moon. It was a full and the light shone into the room.
I cried softly, slightly afraid that if I cried any louder then he would hear me, come back again, and stroke my deep red hair and whisper soothing words into my ear. He died tonight 9 years ago. He loved me and I loved him. I really loved him. Damn Harry, he had to kill him. Why can't he let us be? It was perfect.
An arm wrapped around my waist. I jumped slightly until I realized who it was. No, it wasn't my love, it was his replacement. He looks a lot like him actually. The handsome face, the perfect nose, eyes that shone with superiority, and a mouth that knows just how to show that he loved me. He finds me here every year on the same night crying.
I leaned backed into his embrace and sighed, thinking not of him but of my one true love. He will never know though. When he makes love to me it's not his face I see. When I married him it was not his name I heard it was someone else's, my loves. But he will never know that because I will never tell him.
Yes, Draco Malfoy is good. He makes me sometimes forget of my love but he will never replace Tom.