DEATH FIC
Harry Loves Draco.
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns all
I was stupid. I really am. I watched as you kissed Pansy the pugged face bitch. You grinned at me with sweet delight. I shouldn't have said anything. Your evil laughter filled my ears when I said I loved you. How could I not? The smell of peppermints and spices hung around body as it they were an aura. Your long and soft blonde hair blew gently with an untouchable and invisible wind. Your silver eyes were as gleaming in the sun with happiness. I felt the chills go up my spine. I knew you'd never love me. It's all because of Him. I hate Him. He took away everything in my life. He took away my parents, my godfather, and everyone else I knew. It's about time He took me too. I watched as you smirked at me. I felt the tearing of my heart rip to pieces as you kissed Pansy. I knew.
The feeling of pain surged through my scar. My head filled with heaviness and burden started burn my brain. The sound of a bottle hitting the ground. I watched as the blue dots hit the ground and many tinkles. I watched. That's all I could ever do. I sat and watched my parents die, I watch as Sirius fell into his death, and I watched as Voldermort kill. I'm sadden by the thoughts. I know I'm being selfish at the moment. I watched as the ceiling started to spin and I felt my heart start to slow down.
I love you, Draco and you dropped me like it was nothing. I'm rambling into my death. You said you'd never love me. You hated me. You hated me with a passion. You hated me because I was gay and I loved you. You were straight…yes, keyword WERE. I know about your dirty secret Draco. Pansy was only a cover. I knew who you slept with but no matter what I still loved you. You still hate me right? Well… Hating means you'd love me if I died right. I left the note on your bed. I hope you enjoy it. Soon, I felt the feelings of the pills start to sink in. They soon surged through my blood bringing me to my death. All Draco will ever remember me by was the letter on his bed. The note containing
"You hate me. You'd love it if I died Then why should I live If I could have you love me
And in neat cursive writing I signed.
Love,
Harry Raven Potter"
That's all that's left of Harry Potter.
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