Today is the last day of school and we all gather at the train station, throwing our luggage on the luggage cart and we try and find an empty cart where we can sleep without disturbance on our way home. Next year will be our last year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

I watch you walk by, tossing your blond hair off to the side. It is longer than it used to be....but not as long as your father's, thankfully. You would be completely unbearable to me if you looked like your father...I see you look at me and I quickly glance away for fear you will see the love in my eyes...the love I have for you . I don't look in your eyes anymore. I used to, but then everything changed and I had to stop. I fell for you, Draco Malfoy. I fell for you so hard and so fast that it was like jumping out of an airplane without a parachute. Not that you even know what an airplane is...but I fear that soon, I will never see you again. I am leaving.

The doctors gave me one month....but that was two months ago. I held on for you...I held on so I could see you just one more day. I wave goodbye to my fellow comrades, knowing that I will not last the summer, but I pray with every ounce of strength that I can muster that I will see you before I die. That someday you will know how I feel about you.

Next year when my life has ceased to exist, you will not even notice I'm gone...except for maybe when you go to insult me, but realize I am not there to insult. The golden trio, will no longer be, and you will not care. I'm fading without you.......I guess what I'm trying to say is....I love you.

I am a flower quickly fading.

Here today and gone tomorrow.

You've told me who I am....

I am yours.

Draco dropped the book. She had been right. He didn't notice she was gone. He had every intention of making fun of her with this diary that he found....but she must have meant for him to find it.

what have I done? He thought to himself. He felt a wave of guilt wash over him as he remembered that this girl once had his heart....but that quickly changed the day she slapped him in third year. How did everything get so screwed up?

A/N: I don't really plan to go on with this, but if you think that I could...I just might. I hope you liked it...Casting Crowns wrote: Who Am I? and I used some of the lyrics in my story.