Draco Malfoy has had an unhealthy obsession with Josephine Greengrass, the only Gryffindor in her family, ever since first year. Over his six years of watching her, he has hardly ever spoken to her. The year he gets his dark mark drives him over the...
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"Goodnight Draco." ꧁꧂ Draco's POV:
Dear Diary, The image is still replaying in my mind. One second Josephine staring at me with tears pouring out of her eyes while I do the same, the next our lips pressed together, tears still pouring out of both of our eyes as the moon shines onto us.
(Draco replaying it in his head):
I watch Josephine as more tears pour out of her eyes while more put out of mine. A fear consuming my body.
A fear that's killing me inside, that's making me want to give up, that's making me give up, that's real, but then it isn't, because then she runs back up to me and our lips connect.
The fear washes away, completely leaving my mind and I want it to be like that forever.
I instantly pull her wait closer to me as her hands reach for my hair, gently tugging on it.
We both pull away after a few moments to gasp for air, although I could last a few more seconds, but no words past. After she catches her breath her lips find itself back to mine, completely making me mesmerized.
As her tongue finds itself into my mouth a thought races my mind. In love. I said it, to her, to the girl of my dreams, to the girl I'm utterly in love with and can't help it.
All the pain she's caused me has washed away although she could possibly make it come pouring back.
We both pull away again as we rest our foreheads against each other, both breathing heavily.
She finally speaks, and all the fear comes washing back.
What if she says it was a mistake again? What if she breaks me all over again? If she does, does she really care about me?
"Draco," she begins, making my heart race even more, "I like you, a lot." She finishes.
Like. A word that means enjoy, a word that is not love, a word that makes me happy but sad at the same time, but how could she love me?
We've only just started to talk, it's all too fast for her, but I'll wait, one day I know it, she'll tell me she loves me, no that she's in love with me, but then again who could ever love let alone be in love with me?
Draco Malfoy, the spoiled rich kid, now the hated death eater. I would say I had no choice but I did, I chose to live, but any sane person would choose that, right?
"I lo-like you..a lot..too." I finally speak up, almost the word love slipping from my mouth.
She pulls her forehead away from mine and stares at me, the moonlight complimenting her honey like hazel eyes, and her dark chocolate hair that still sits perfectly on her shoulders.
"And, I-I know your parents, they-they wouldn't want us to-to be um, together." Josephine stuttered still staring at me.
"And your friends, they wouldn't approve either I suppose, but I-I don't care." I try to say confident.
A slight smile creeps onto Josephine's face. Her smile, it's contagious, so obviously one appears on my face.
"I don't care either." She finally says. My smile grows wider as does hers.
"So.. they don't have to know?" I say slowly, unsure and scared for her answer. Her smile falters the slightest, and I notice, making me get self conscious once again.
"What they don't know what hurt them." Josephine replies smiling.
I instantly connect our lips again and she instantly pulled me closer. After many moments we pulled away and make our way back to the castle.
Before we part our ways I speak. "Goodnight." I say smiling. "Goodnight Draco." She replies before disappearing into the darkness of the hallways.
(End of replay and continuation of diary):
You don't get it how it feels to be next to her, to see her, to feel her. It's something I can't explain in words, something I would love to explain but just physically can't. I'm in love with her, but it's more than that, I just don't know how to explain it, but I'll try my best. When I'm with her, it feels like I'm floating on a cloud, and then I'm swimming in a volcano. One second I don't have a worry in the world and the next, I'm worried she'll hurt me or let me down, like how my father did. She can break me in an instant it just a few simple words. She has all control over me, I can't control myself when I'm around her. When I hear her voice she puts me into a deep peaceful sleep that I can only awaken from when she's gone, but I never want to wake up, and I hate myself for it but at the same time I don't. I hate myself for letting her have this much control over me but I love it too. I hate myself for loving her but I can't imagine a world of not loving her, but the simple fact is that there is no world without loving her. I could be reborn again and again and I would still find myself back to her and fall in love with her over and over again. Even if she was old and sick, and I was young and healthy, I would spend all the time in the world with her. I would give anything up for her to live, to be happy, or to just be mine. I would give up anything, anything in the world for us to be happy, together. I know it's selfish for me to even think that but it's true. I only love one other person than Josephine and that's my mother, and it's wrong but I would give her up for Josephine. That's how much I'm utterly in love with this girl, no my girl. ——————————————————————— AHHH OK I ACTUALLY HATE THIS CHAPTER AND IM SORRY FOR THE CISSY THING😭 It's so poorly written and I was kind rushing it but anyways... please comment and vote love y'all!❤️
