Draco Malfoy Oneshots/Imagines

Not her/2 (Astoria's POV)

A/N: so, this was basically a writing challenge and I was asked to write any of my fics from any other character's pov.

Astoria's POV

I saw how she left him because of me. Honestly, I don't blame her. If I were in her place, I would've done the same thing. After all, no woman wants to be compared with another. I felt bad for her, I really did. She is a sweet lady. She didn't deserve what she had to go through. But, when she left him, a part of me was happy. Don't get me wrong, she's a lovely lady, maybe better than me and maybe, just maybe she loves Draco more than I did and I want him to be happy always. But, a teeny-tiny selfish part of me never wanted him to move on. That teeny-tiny selfish part of me never wanted for him to love someone else, not in the way he loved me atleast. So, when I saw her walk away from him because of me, there was a part of me that felt happy knowing that he still cared, knowing that he didn't forget about me.

I am not gonna lie and say that when Scorpius, my own baby called her by the name he was supposed to call me, I felt very happy. Because I did not. To be honest, it was bittersweet. Sweet because Scorpius finally found someone who he could call his mother, who he loved more than Draco himself and who I know would take care of him as her own kid. And bitter because it wasn't me even though I birthed him, because it was me who died giving him birth. Because it was me who gave up everything just so he could be brought into this world.

I also saw how vulnerable Draco became without her. How he didn't eat properly. How he regretted letting her go. How he couldn't sleep at night. How he wished she could be his again. Because even if she didn't think so, he loved her more than anything. He missed her more than anything. And it hurt me seeing him like that, weaker than ever even though he didn't show it.

That day in the ministry, I saw how his possessiveness got the best of him. I saw him breakdown in front of her. I heard him pour his heart out to her. Heard him say how she wasn't me. How he didn't want her to be me. How he loved her for who she was. How he wanted her to give him a chance again and how she wasn't able to resist herself. And that is when I knew that she loved him more than anything, more than I could ever because if I were in her place, I would've never forgiven him. But her love for him got the best of her. She loved him as though he created the stars.

I watched as his love for her grew stronger too. I watched how he got on one knee and asked her to be his for an eternity and more. I watched how her eyes lit up and how she said yes. I watched how tears were flowing like a river down both of their eyes when she walked up to the altar. I watched how they choked on their own tears while speaking their vows.

"Maybe we were meant to be", he told her. And at that moment, it all clicked. At that moment, I knew they were written in the stars. Me and him, we were just meant to meet but they, they were meant to be. And maybe this is why I am here. This is why I am here watching him marry another. This is why I got sent up here, away from him, away from my son, away from everyone because it was them who were meant to be and not us.

Funny how they say ,"Right person ,wrong time". For if the person really was right, destiny would've brought them together. If they really were meant to be, no power could've stopped them from becoming one. After all, what's meant to be will always find a way.

So maybe, just maybe, we could be together in another world. Where we're are actually meant to be, where there is no one other than us. Till then, I will just live in the past, reminiscing our happiest memories.

Just memories.