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I stared at the grave before me. The girl I love had died. Her funeral had been held two days ago. Her husband had been there and all of her friends, her colleagues, and many other people who admired her for her work.
After Hogwarts she went on to be a mediwitch after she and Weasley helped Potter defeat Voldemort. She wrote a three best selling books; two about her discoveries in her job and her third she published four moths before she died, it was her autobiography. I reached out and traced the name engraved on the headstone. Hermione Anne Granger.
I remember her from our school days, her bushy hair, her chocolate eyes, her smile, her intelligence. I remember everything. She would never knew how I felt about her, and now she never will.
I pulled out a small box and then pulled out a shrunken pensieve and enlarged it. I dipped my head in and I landed in a familiar room, my parent's bedroom. I began to sing, memories flashed by.
(Draco is singing… Draco's POV lyrics in italics memories are normal bold is his thoughts in his memories) New blood joins this earth A baby version of me was resting in my mother's arms my father stood behind her.. "Draco Lucius Malfoy" Said Lucius.And quickly he's subdued
Through constant pained disgrace
The young boy learns their rules.
I was now four and my father had caught me being nice to a house elf and saying I love you to my mother. My arms were covering my face as my father brought his cane down on my once again. "You will learn to do as I say! You do not love anything! You are a Malfoy! Love is a weakness! House elves aren't to be thanked they are here to serve us and that's it!"
With time the child draws in
This whipping boy done wrong
Deprived of all his thoughts
The young man struggles on and on he's known
A vow unto his own
That never from this day
His will they'll take away
I sat in my room, I think I was 10,with a sketchpad resting on my legs that I had pulled up to my body. My sketches were only things I had that weren't ruled over by my father.
What I've felt
What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never be
Never see
Won't see what might have been
What I've felt
What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never free
Never me
So I dub thee unforgiven
I never got to express to anyone how I felt. I tried to talk to my mother but she would never listen.
They dedicate their lives
To running all of his
I was now in my second year at Hogwarts, home for Christmas, and my father was telling my how much of a disgrace I was. He stood in front of me and yelled. "You are better than Potter. You are much better than that mudblood, why are her grades better then? She isn't worth your time Draco, do not show her kindness." I wanted to tell my father he was wrong, mudbloods weren't below us but he wouldn't have believed me, I had to be what he wanted.
He tries to please them all
This bitter man he is
"Hello mudblood, Potty, Weasel, off to save the day again I see." I stood in front of them blocking the way to wherever they were trying to go. I had turned cruel and cold by 6th year, I was trying to please the Dark Lord, but I was failing miserably in trying to please myself and ignore the mudblood. You know you love her idiot just admit it. I knew I loved her fourth year at some point.
Throughout his life the same
He's battled constantly
This fight he cannot win
A tired man they see no longer cares
I was now standing in front of Dumbledore, my wand pointed at his heart. "I'm surprised you let a werewolf in here with your friends here." Dumbledore said that blasted twinkle in his eyes. He knows, he's known forever. I can't do this. I can't kill him. It would break her heart, I can't do this because of Hermione. Just think about Hermione and you won't kill him. So what if I fail, at least she will be ok.
The old man then prepares to die regretfully
That old man here is me
What I've felt
What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
I looked around the great hall, the war was over and it was time for us to graduate. I've known now for a long time that I love Hermione, and now I can prove it, my father is dead, and with him dies the lies I've told her.
Never be
Never see
Won't see what might have been
I was nervous, my hands wouldn't stop shaking. Just go over there and say I love you, just do it. Merlin I'm being a wuss just do it Draco, you don't have anything to lose. I started walking and was almost there when I saw Weasley get down in front of her. "Will you marry me Hermione?" he asked. Her eyes met mine for a brief moment, and I saw what seemed like sadness, quickly she looked back down at Weasley and said yes. I turned and walked away. Now she will never know. She will live her life with Weasley and be happy and content, I can't bring her that, I know I can't.
What I've felt
What I've known
Never shined through in what I've shown
Never free
Never me
So I dub thee unforgiven
You labeled me
I'll label you
"Mudblood"
"Ferret."
"Know it all."
"Prat."
"Bookworm"
"Death Eater!"
Hermione and me had been going like this for awhile but death eater was a first. I looked into her eyes, I saw something and I knew she didn't mean it, her friends were standing by her side and she was putting on an act. The act she had put on for years, so she wouldn't let her friends know how she truly felt, but she let me know through her eyes, but I never thought she would apologize.
So I dub the unforgiven
I felt myself come back out of the pensieve. Tears were freely falling down my face. I reached into my pocket once again and pulled out a letter, a letter I read every night.
Draco,
I have something, well actually many things, I need to tell you, and since I cannot do this in person I have written you a letter. When we first met we were enemy, the way it was suppose to be. Enemies aren't suppose to love each other, but I loved you Draco, I still do love you. I knew I loved you fourth year at the Yule Ball. I put an act up in front of Harry and Ron but I could never hide it from you, I know you saw my love for you in my eyes. I wanted to tell you at our graduation that I loved you but Ron stopped me and proposed. Draco I do love Ron very much and I love my children too, but I want you to know I love you more than I will ever love Ron. But I couldn't lose my friends in being with you. Draco please know I will always love you. I knew you weren't a death eater and you weren't evil, you aren't your father. I love everything about you Draco, your cold eyes, that stupid smirk of yours, the way you walk, the way your hair falls in your eyes, and so much more. Please always know that I love you and keep me in your heart.
Love always,
Your Hermione.
"You really did love her didn't you?"
I stood up and spun around as fast as my old body could allow me. There in front of my stood Potter. I was speechless.
"I always thought you did. The way you looked at her in classes, the way you taunted her. No one would take so much time out of their day to make fun of someone if they didn't like them. You hid it from Ron quite well, but you couldn't hide it from Hermione or me. I sat with her for nights while she cried, saying how much she loved you, but how you would never return that love. I didn't have the heart to tell her otherwise, because I didn't know the truth. I know regret not saying anything, for I know she would have been happier with you than Ron. Oh don't get me wrong Draco she was happy. Ron was good to her and she loved him and her children, but Ron was you. Ron couldn't give her that freedom she talked about when she spoke about you. That light in her eyes was never there unless she spoke of you. She loved you, and that letter proves it. I watched her write it, it's not bull, it's the truth. She has always loved you. Remember that Draco, she loved you with all she had, and she waited for you to say something, but she couldn't wait forever. But she never forgot you. She loved you more than life itself Draco." Harry said and as soon as he appeared he apparated and was gone.
I looked back down at Hermione's grave and smiled.
"My dearest Hermione, I love you with all my heart and soul too. Please know that. I know I am to late to bring you that happiness you longed for, but maybe in another life we will be together. I love you my dear sweet angel." I said and pulled a gold ring with a ruby set in it and placed it on the letter. I kneeled down and set it on the grave. I stood back up, shrunk the pensive and put it back in its box and in my pocket, and looked once more at her grave and walked away.
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