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IN WHICH,
i try to save Draco Malfoy, although I can hardly save myself.

[A/N: If it isn't clear, this is the night draco kills dumbledore.]

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It was late night,
and Hogwarts was upturned
in chaos and looks of terror.

Amidst the destruction,
I spotted the blonde patch of hair
I was looking for.

"Draco?"
I asked.

"Amelia? 
What are you doing here?"
He seemed shocked to see me.

"Just-"
Just tell me what you're up to.
Just tell me if you are a criminal.
Just tell me if you're just fooling me.
Just hold me and tell me that it's okay.
Just tell me why you hide from me.
Just tell me if you hate me.
Just tell me if I should go.
Just tell me if you want to go.
A thousand words formed in my mind,
Not a single fell from my lips.
Instead, I say,
"Are you okay?"

I ask him what he
always
asked me.

"Yeah, I'm fine ..."
He pauses for a moment.
"I should go."

Should you though?

Stars fall apart and 
fall back together,
galaxies crash into each other,
there was an entire universe out there
for me to fall for,
and I had to go ahead and 
fall
for 
you —
you who pulls away,
you who tears me apart
only to say 'sorry, love',
you who distances yourself,
you who has no time for me.

If this was all you were,
why did you make me feel special
in the beginning,
only to kill me
in the end?

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