Author's Note: For so many months, I haven't really written something worth reading, have I? Well, this is a one-shot story—I don't really know what to call this, so I guess Untitled will do. :) Reviews are very much appreciated, so don't hesitate!
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Untitled
by Cerulean Sapphire
People said that I was crazy. Crazy because of everything that I did…and crazier when I fell in love with you. They said you could never love me, could never notice me. You know what? I agreed with them. I thought that you could never see me as something more than just a Gryffindor Mudblood know-it-all you hated and despised.
At some point I guess I had been wrong.
By our seventh year, you became something more to me, and I to you. We cared about each other—we never gave a thought to other people and whatever they thought of us and of our relationship. I should be proud that although everything about us was different, we stayed strong. Our relationship stayed strong amidst the trials, sufferings and sacrifices that came our way.
But I wasn't. I wasn't proud.
You see, the relationship we had was bitter, if you could even call that a relationship. We fought, we cried…we suffered more than enjoyed the seven months we shared. A day never passed that you wouldn't shout, that I wouldn't weep.
Before I knew it, it was all over. The next day came and passed and I never heard from you. You passed my way but never said a word—not even a taunt or two.
I cried long and hard because of you, believe me. I loved you. I just didn't say so, for I was scared…scared that maybe you'd go away after hearing it from me.
But I did love you. I did.
Days passed and we were back to square one. You once again called me Mudblood. You detested and despised me as if nothing happened between the two of us. Was it just a façade to hide what you truly feel? Or was it that you never really loved me in the first place?
Months passed and I found out the answer.
I could still remember that day. I was walking through the grounds with Ron. He was talking about the next trip to Hogsmeade. I never really heard him at all because meters away from us was you.
You were walking with a sixth-year Slytherin prefect. I noticed she was remarkably pretty. Your left hand was clasped tightly on her right hand. Both of you were smiling, I could see that. Did you notice me then? I stopped walking when I saw you. My whole body trembled, and I did feel as if I was going to break down. Did you notice Ron taking my hand? He smiled at me and squeezed my hand.
Did you ever notice?
I guess you didn't
You never did really notice me. At all.
I thought I could forget about you, Draco. That was what I thought. You were just an instant fling to pass time. You were nothing to me.
I was wrong again.
Two long years passed, Draco, and I still couldn't forget a thing about you. Up until now I could still recall the times we had. I would still live in those memories, never forgetting that once in my life I had you.
Forgive me, Draco, but I just couldn't forget you.
I can't.
Fin