Love among the war
Epilogue
Annual anniversary of the rescue of You-know-who
and also annual death day of Harry James Potter, the boy who lived
My adored Harry,
one year ago you're gone. One year that couldn't be worse. I don't know how I made it to survive a whole year without you and your letters. Maybe I owe it to your friend Hermione Granger who has found my letters to you and who has friendly took notice of our relationship. She was it who has made me a guilty conscience by charging that you wouldn't want it that I follow you and I would pollute your honourable death by acting so egoistic.
But, Harry, I'm so sorry. I can't do it. I can't live a life without you. It's impossible. I don't believe that you would have done it if you were me.
Since your death, I did never drink butterbeer anymore. Nevermore. I can't. Over and over I see your lines before my eyes in which you was promising me that we'll drink butterbeer after the war has finished. You'll never do it.
You will be delighted to hear, Harry, that none other of your friends has died. Hermione is happily engaged with a Ravenclaw who was two years above us. Ginny is already mother, she has a beautiful little son who is meanwhile four months old. I guess he likes me…
The little Teddy Lupin is growing up each day and can already change his hair colour, it's funny to watch.
But, Harry, without you… it's like you have taken each colour and all laughter with you when you died. Everything is kind of black and white and so quiet. You know how much I had already hated the silence in that safe house of the order back then.
Everything remembers me at this time. Because you're gone and everything's too quiet.
Please forgive me, Darling, but I can't live like that. Not without you and not like that.
We will see us again. Very soon.
I love you so much.
Your Draco
He took back the quill for the last time and turned to the bed. There lay a little box, careful wrapped in velvet. Kind of tenderly he unwrapped it and lay down on the soft coverlet.
Then he took the little pillbox and put the round, light green pill in his mouth.
"I'll be there, Harry…," he murmured quietly, than he closed his eyes and bit through the pill with his tooth. A moment later his heart stopped beating.
The End.