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“Scared, Potter?” Those were his beloved last words before he died in front of my eyes.
I hold his cold body protectively, while looking at his beautiful yet cold face, which made me realize one thing: I could never let him go, even in death. I love him too much to move on.
Why? Why would they want to take you away from me? I asked myself. Maybe they thought that I didn’t deserve to love someone like you. But for me? He’s my everything. You’re my everything. I need him to be with me. Marry me, have a family with me, and be together till death do us part.
His silver-blond hair was now quite long—long enough for me to run my fingers through it. I could still smell his fragrance, combined with the strong metallic scent of blood. his blood. He’s so light… well he’s my light. I can even tell that he’s not eating well. I mean, who couldn’t? We’re at war, and people are dying… Even he has died from it. He was my weakness.
Voldemort is gone. I killed him, and in return, he killed my beloved.
I did everything to protect you. Still, you died.
An eye for an eye? Forget that. Fuck that shit. I will find a way to save him, even if it means killing others. I’ll do it.
I will be the next Dark Lord.
for him.
for you and our future.
“So please wake up my Draco,” I whispered gently while kissing his forehead.