Chapter 28: Because I Had Known Him

Little else matters in our joint stories. We all know what had happened after Draco Malfoy let in those Death Eaters. In my youthful romantic naivety I had believed that I could have changed the outcome of that night, the outcome of our futures, but on reflection I believe we are destined to fulfill a certain part in not only our own lives, but those of the people around us, and I had fulfilled mine for him and he for me.

In a fit of rage we had revealed out truths to each other, mine in a selfish rage, and his for a more noble reason, though many would argue otherwise, including he. I don't know if I had listened to his advice to protect myself or him, but I did not meddle in others' affairs, not even that night so long ago as I saw him slip between my fingers.

Perhaps at the time I had kept the truth to myself in fear and for self protection, but I continued to keep his secrets from then on, because I felt it was right, because I still had faith that he wasn't as he seemed, because I had become his secret keeper over the years. Because he knew it and I knew it. And because I had known him.

(a/n): This story has been a long time coming, and I think I've finally outgrown it and its time had come. I had imagined the ending to this being much more detailed and heart breaking in a sense, but I've realized while beginning to finally write this, that I couldn't find the words to end it as I had once invisioned it. I haven't visited this site or this story in probably a year, and in a way I had no right keeping it waiting for a good and proper ending. As I wrote the last 5 chapters or so of this story that has been written, re-written, revisited over the years, I had decided that I would change this as a transition into a second story, one that I still feel had a lot of great potential intitled "His Secretkeeper". But I think I just don't have the time and a little less interest in writing it. I might eventually, perhaps over the summer, write a shorter version of what I had invisioned, but maybe not.

I'd like to thank everyone who read this story, and I'd like to apologize for keeping those who continued to read this story, waiting all those times. I never wrote this with the intention of making it into some sort of super beloved fanfiction talked about throughout the fandom, nor did I even expect it to be much liked my a small following, so for those of you who did actually enjoy reading this through its progression, I genuinely thank you from my heart and your approval has many a time made my day. It is for these people that I appologize for being unable to give this story a "real" ending. Thank you for the reviews and for enjoying my attempts at witty banter and

This story began in 2004 and looking back on it, I have to sort of laugh at the horrible writing in the first chapter. Perhaps next time I attempt a HP story, I'll write the thing in giant chuncks to avoid obvious writing evolutions.

Your humble author,
Anna.

UPDATE: I might, there is a small possibility at least (very small!) that I will revise the ending, or even continue the story. However, do not hold your breath for this happening because I believe it has been maybe 6 years (gees!) since I started this story in one for or another. I'm pretty sure i have completely forgotten how I had planned to end it, what the transition was to the follow up story, and thus I'm pretty sure I'm done.