Here's a random song-fic inspired by a song I heard on the way home on the radio. I had to google it to find the artist and all the lyrics, but it's a sad song. Hope you liked it.

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What Hurts The Most – Rascal Flatts

Draco Malfoy lay in bed during a winter night, the storm reined outside through the vast Malfoy property. Opposite his bed was a large fire place that was burning brightly; the only source of light in the spacious room.

I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don't bother me

There had been a time when space had been good in this room. Being able to afford large mansions and VIP treatment for her was more than satisfying. Now he lay on the bed that seemed suddenly so big for one person, in a room where two people had once shared such happy moments together.

I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while

But those times were over, long over. He continued with the routine of life; eating, working, attending social soirees. He did what was expected of him as a Malfoy. The business was well managed and money was never short, but sometimes, in his office, he would remember when she used to come in with lunch. Something she had made herself, and she would sit there with him while he ate; he thought that sometimes the memories would haunt him forever.

Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I'm ok
But that's not what gets me

But it was during the night, when he lay awake at night, unable to sleep, that he found regret. He knew love, even if it had taken him so long to find it. He knew that was he felt for her. So why had it been so hard to say? Why had it been so hard to admit?

What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away

If he had of said it, told her the truth instead of pretending not to care; what would have happened? The joy that could be now was hard to overcome. At times the regret physically hurt.

And never knowing
What could have been

Tough love? He knew she was better off with someone else, but he could have changed. He knew he could have been a better person for her. She would have been worth it. The future that could have been hurt too.

And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin' to do

He saw her, ginger locks floating beside another shoulder, where he should have stood. Her eyes lighting up at another mans words; words that should have been his.

When had loving been so difficult?

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Yes I do admit I only used a bit of the song, but it fit well. It's quite sad for Draco.

Hope you liked it, please give me a review and let me know if you liked it.