Hey guys it's Rowena Cobalt here! Just another chapter for Secrets of May Would. Once more I own nothing that is recognized. I only own the plot and the occasional orignal character! As always read and review please!

*Draco Malfoy PoV*

I am seeking absolution but I deserve hell. I have hurt people but worse than that I am a coward. I act as though I am the best but in truth I am no better than a snake or rat. I stood up straight and looked at the reflection in the mirror. Pale grey eyes stood out on an even paler face making my hair seem void of color. The bags under my eyes were permanent since sixth year.

Pulling up my hood, I turned on my heel and apparated to Hogsmeade. Casting a disillusionment charm, I made my way to the castle. Fred Weasley was being buried today.

Standing in the shadows of an arch, my thoughts turned to the past years. I never told a soul but I never cared about blood or ancestry. I had to pretend though because my father would have killed me. He never hesitated to use the cruciatus on me if he even thought I was being sympathetic towards Potter and his gang.

By the time my thoughts returned to the present, the funeral was over. Once everyone left, or so I thought,

I made my way to his headstone. Kneeling down, I touched the headstone and broke down.

"You are a better man than I could ever hope to be. I was a coward who hid behind a name and a philosophy I never believed in. You were a man who knew what the right side was and fought valiantly to protect your family and friends knowing that it could get you killed at any second. I am sorry I never told you. I should have told you. You were brilliant. You and George you were brilliant and your jokes and pranks were funny. I will never forget when Snape ended up with red and gold hair for a month. He was royally pissed. Thank you for the silent laughter. "

Standing up I turned to leave but ran into someone. Looking up I saw that it was George Weasley, and there was no hint of malice or hatred just sadness...overwhelming sadness...and curiosity. He just looks at me and then holds out a hand.

"Need a hand ferret?"

I start to reply in anger but remember the war is over and I am able to be me. Grabbing the offered hand, I offer a small smile as he helps me up.

"Thank you." He stares at me mouth open in shock.

"A Malfoy saying thank you, the world must be ending. Well if your here to kill me go ahead. I won't stop you. I sometimes think dead is better."

And with that he just sat on the ground. Sighing, I sat down next to him.

"Come on Weasley if I was here to kill someone don't you think I would kill everyone instead of waiting for them to leave. I had apologies to make though I was too late."

He never looks up at me as he speaks

"Did you mean it? What you said just now, did you really mean it?"

"Indeed I meant every word. You were the funniest people I have ever met. There was a war raging and still you found laughter and hope."

I pause as i stand up preparing to leave.

"Whatever happens next remember that. Remember that there is always laughter. Because someone has to remember it. "

As I walked away he sat there motionless void of any emotion as he said three words I never thought I would hear with true sincerety.

"We forgive you."