You were so perfect. Everything I had every wanted wrapped all into
a little body. You use to hate it when I called you little, but it
was true you were barely up to my chest in height.
We used to look awkward when we went out together, you must have
been 5'3 at the most and I was close to 6'8, but you didn't care
about that, as long as I was with you the world could have ended
and we wouldn't have noticed.
There was one thing though that you did that was unforgivable. You
broke too many promises. I don't think you wanted to but, on that
day you did.
It was dark out and we heard the screaming, you where staying in my
dorms so I could feel you tense up as Harry screamed for me to get
my lazy ass out of bed. I could feel your eyes on me, burning holes
in my flesh, scaring me. I sat up to leave and you grabbed me
kissing me deeply. I think that kiss scared me more then the final
battle. It was so intense and so sad that it almost made me break
down into tears.
Then you were gone and I was on the battle field, I'm still not sure
how I got out there. I must have been in shock.
You had promised me that we would get married after the war, even if
you have to cross dress and pretend to be a woman. I had laughed
at that, but I loved the idea of being with you for the rest of my
life so it became a plan. We would do it a month after the war
ended. You had promised that you'd never hurt me. You had also said
that there was nothing that could keep you from me. I guess you
didn't lie there but it still wasn't the same.
Right before Harry killed Voldemort I was attacked by seven
deatheaters at once. They had me up against a wall and I was
fighting best I could, then you came out of no where and starting
shooting curses at them like there was no tomorrow. And then there
wasn't a tomorrow for you. After we had killed six of the seven
deatheaters you broke two of your promises. You pushed my out of
the way as a stone heart curse was sent at you. It was an old spell
that really turned your heart to stone, very slowly and painfully.
The world had stopped for me then, I don't think I even took a
breath.
Then Voldemort was killed and with him he took all of his
deatheaters. But I didn't notice I was still in shock, I wasn't
scared or anything like most say they are when their lover is dying.
I wasn't scared, no, the kiss was way scarier, I just felt
defeated. I dropped to my knees next to you, wand laying forgotten
on the ground near you. You were gasping but you were smiling like
I had just shagged you senseless. I ran my hand over your chest
which was becoming cold rather fast and let tears fill my eyes.
But you just smiled and sighed saying that you weren't giving up
that easy.
But then your heart was completely stone and your body was dead.
Screams of happiness rang out across hogwarts but all I felt like
doing was going to sleep. So that's what I did, I lay over you and
fell into a dreamless sleep, tears spilling from my eyes.
When I woke up you were sitting in the chair by my bed. At first I
thought I was seeing things, then I thought that I was dead, but it was
then that I noticed I could see through you. You had at least kept
one promise. You said in your ghostly voice that you were sorry
that we couldn't get married. There were tears in your eyes but you
looked unable to shed them. Then, you told me that you were keeping
one promise, that you would never leave me.
And you never did Blaise, you never did.