She sat in the corner
The room was filled with crying
He worked his way into her heart
But now he lay there dying
Draco was like Snape
Because of her he was a spy
She remembered the days
Leading up to this one he dies
They formed a relationship
Learned to laugh and love
She wanted those days back again
Before he went above
But alas, as he dies
She sees his face
When he was hit
Hard enough to seal his fate
The bleeding has stopped
But he has too little left
Her ears are full of her sobs and cries
As the boy approaches death
My Hermione, he called her
And other possessive things
But he could be sweet too
Candy and sweets he'd bring
She wanted to sob harder
But stood up instead
Her feet carried her
Right next to his bed
She took his hand
Her face a blotchy red
Tears still coursing down her face
She still remembers what he said
I regret nothing
Were his words
They were said with his last breath
But only she heard