Goodbye, My Love

by Blue Butterfly
 
 
 

The setting sun. Finally. I have to meet Draco in our little hideaway after dark, but I have to be
more careful this time. Ron is beginning to get suspicious. Then again, he is always suspicious.
We have to meet… one last time before we leave school.

It is our last year at Hogwarts. Everyone has changed. Lavender finally got a steady boyfriend
(surprise, surprise!), Ron has abruptly gained immense popularity, and Harry's gotten over Cho.

And me? Another surprise, I've…well, begun to… date people. Not really people, it's just one
person so far. Draco. Malfoy. Yes, that's right. Draco Malfoy.

No one knows yet, of course, Draco's father will practically disown him, and I will be the outcast
of Gryffindor. But how long can we keep it a secret? Someone's bound to find out somehow.

But… how can this be? We are as different as black and white, fire and water, sky and earth.
I myself do not know how we got so attached. Perhaps this proves the saying 'opposites attract'.

We both love each other to death, but I know our relationship cannot last.

We know that love isn't everything, but house rivalry and heritage isn't either. We have to end it.
Maybe I'll do it tonight. I hope he understands. Besides, we'll all be leaving Hogwarts soon, and
we'll never see each other again.

So be it I thought as tears trickled down my cheeks. Better still, I not go and meet him at all. He'll
understand. I just know that. Please don’t be mad at me, Draco. You were my first and last love.
After you, I'll probably never love again.

Maybe I should go. But just to say goodbye to him.

A loud boom echoed through Hogwarts. I got up from my seat to see what was the matter. I
heard several shrieks and screams. I looked out of the window and almost fainted. There was
the Dark Mark, hovering over the lake like it was on display.

Several dead bodies lay by the side of the lake, dead. One of them had silver-blond hair and a
very thin frame. Draco.

He knows, sweetie. Voldemort knows all. I could almost hear Draco's voice echoing through my
ears.

I ran down to the lakeside, and knelt beside his limp body. Someone shouted "Don’t go out,
Hermione, it's dangerous!". But I know it was not. You-Know-Who was gone by now. My
trembling hands fingered Draco's pale face. It became damp as my tears fell on it. In his hand
he clutched something white. I wiped my tears away. A handkerchief? No, it was a piece of
parchment. I lifted it out of his grasp, and unfolded it. It was rather short and brief. It read:
 

Dear Hermione,

I am afraid that we cannot see each other anymore. I fear that Voldemort already knows.
I love you, Hermione. Goodbye. I hope we will meet again someday.

Yours in utmost affection,
D.M.
 

I bowed her head and cried, smearing the emerald-green ink. This sheet of parchment was
my last remainder of him. And I never even got a chance to say goodbye. Never even got
a single chance I thought bitterly. I rubbed my fingers over the words utmost affection and
kissed them. Another boom echoed through the grounds. But I didn’t care.
 

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A cold hand tapped my shoulder sharply. I turned around and my eyes widened in fear.
Oh nooooooooooo……
 
 
 

A/N: Oh, gee, GUESS what happened. And oh yes, before you go, could you please type a
few words in the little white box below. But before you do that, I know it's short. If you don't
like D/H, don’t bother reviewing.