There's no way this could work, no way it's possible. The way I feel for you can never be known by anyone, especially you Draco. I've dealt with this longing for what feels like years. I don't know why I love you like this, Hermione could probably tell me why but I'm afraid of letting her in on this secret. The world expects so much from me, to let them all know that I am gay would cause such a uproar. I couldn't handle it on my own. I don't feel safe in telling you how I feel. I've lost too much to lose what little contact I have with you as well. I always have felt too deeply, too strongly, for my own good. Now it's finally caught up with me.
The only way for me to stay sane right now, is to keep silent. I can never tell you of these longings, and it makes me hate myself.
You're the savior of the world, I'm nothing more than a ex-Death Eater who escaped jail by changing my mind in the final battle. The world would tear you apart if they knew I loved you. I don't care much for myself Harry, nothing they said could bring me lower right now. I'm so sick of hiding this, but I love you too much to do that to you. I've never loved like this before, and in all honesty it scares me. Nothing good could come from it though.
I hate myself more every time I let you walk away without saying I love you.
A/N: I really should be updating Trust Me. I'm just too sick to care right now, which is why this chapter kinda goes nowhere. Sigh, if I can't sleep I might write a new chapter for TM. If I can remember what I've already written…stupid internet shutdown time. Review?