A Heart Undying

I forced myself not to. She was so beautiful that in my life it hurt to remember it knowing by birth that I could not have her. # I inhaled deep breath thinking, Will the Dark Lord rise this year? Will Dad's plan work? I had already tormented Potter's gang enough that I just did not notice the new face, her beautiful, plain, new face. She was the one. Dad chose her to be the bringer of our young Dark Lord. Shame she will have to die. A shame it really is. I strode past her quickly barely taking notice of her wind blow beautiful red hair. At least I thought I took no notice. #

Beautiful is she not. She only thinks of you that I am sure. I see it in her eyes when she lets me. Why do not you just ignore that ridiculous relations that you people recently made? Back in my time, you loved whom you loved and that was all. Young Draco take her love and make it your as you give her your to have as her own while you still can. PenDrake's voice called out in his dark thoughts.

"You better stop seducing my fiancé!" His words burn my soul. Draco inward winced as the darkness began to suck and become one with his skin. She chose him over me. Again PenDrake's emotions took him over and he cried. She took the next best thing because no one would let her have the first.

"Nothing, Absolutely nothing," I must be a failure in her eyes. I could not save her. It took divine intervention. Pendragon and Righteous aren't divine intervention... their just wise and all knowing ancestors. They gave me the power to save her. I did. Even if I did not really think of it that is what save her. I really did protect her but not long enough now she if forced to love that... that... no-name-wizard, There will be no page in history for her if she loves him! Draco's tears abruptly stopped and he slowly sank deeper into his hatred.

"You didn't say that but you were thinking it. I use Magic Head and Shoulder. Draco, I love you too." She should not love me but she does. She can not have me but she wants me. She stopped trying to have me and just took what was giving to her. Where is that fiery spirit! I want that back and going against everything that makes me, me will be the price. I do not care! I will take her spirit and let it free. She will be happy!

Draco opened his eyes and found himself completely covered in the darkness of himself. With a bewildering cry he started clawing at the inky blackness that ran between his finger and over his arms like water. It was choking his very life. For her! She needs you she calls you now as you die in your sleep! Hurry! FIGHT! PenDrake roared from somewhere far away. Draco had somehow matched his roar now crying freely of his own will.

Cry you stupid shit! Cry because you are no longer a tool of that twisted black that is now your soul. Cry because you know that someone else can only heal your life, not you. Cry because you finally realize you can not live and die alone. She will be there and you will cry for her. Cry because you can. Cry because you are now two people and no long your own.