I've heard that you're settled down
That you've found a girl and you're married now
I've heard that your dreams came true
Guess she gave you things I didn't give to you
Draco locked eyes with Harry at Platform 9 ¾, he swallowed with difficulty and averted his eyes. Unfortunately his eyes next met with warm hazel ones connected to a familiar freckled face. Long red hair was pinned up and she bent to kiss her two sons that look like Harry on the forehead. A little girl that looked like Ginevra was in her fathers' strong loving arms.
A pang of jealousy shot through him, but he'd known what to expect; He'd braced himself, but still stung like a hornet on a bad day.
Nevermind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but he best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg
I remember you said,
"Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurt instead."
Grey eyes turned to Astoria, his wife, with long dark hair, big green eyes, and everything he'd wanted in a wife…ten years ago. She was a beauty, and he'd chosen her because she reminded Draco so much of…him.
He was the only person he could ever truly give his heart to and he took it and stomped on it until it void of blood, void of emotion, void of anything except the shell that kept him standing. Although his wasn't sure how he was still doing that.
He looks down at his son, Scorpius, and remembers. He loves that boy more than anything he's ever had. He would bend over backwards to give him happiness. It seems all he wanted was to be friends with Albus Potter.
Nothing compares,
No worries or cares
Regrets and mistakes,
They are memories made
Who would have known how bitter sweet this would taste…
Harry, of course, was no longer petty in his older years. Draco thanked the gods above for that.
Their sons had become fast friends in that first year in Hogwarts. Both were put in Slytherin, did well on their final exams, and parted at Kings Cross with a long hug.
Harry arrived without Ginny or their daughter, but still held a heart glare for Draco.
Draco clutched Astoria's hand and looked into his forest colored eyes. They were just off the right color. They needed to be darker to match his.
And when he leaned into kiss her before they left the station, Draco imagined kissing another pair of lips. The ones that held a tan face and a lightning scar.
Nevermind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but he best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg
I remember you said,
"Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurt instead."
Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurt instead….
Song fic...ish, Song: Someone Like You by Adele.
I was listening to this and got inspiration :)