It's Time to Die

I'm tired. Tired of being just what the other wants me to be and never being just myself. Many people will give all to have my life and the power and money that my family name carries with it. But against the popular belief I wish that I was never born a Malfoy, I will be fine with everything, even with a simple muggle family that doesn't know about this magical world.

Nobody really cares about me, all human being near me is there for convenience: for my father I'm just his tribute to Voldemort, my fellows Slytherins only want my money and in Crabbe and Goyle case they are my bodyguards, like their parents where my father's ones.

When I was little my mother love me but she stopped when my father forbid her to show me any sign of affection; he wanted a strong son without feelings.

And yes I am what he wants: Draco Malfoy the best of the Slytherins, the favourite of the house, Seeker of the Quidditch team, respected by all the other three houses and Head Boy.

But despite this and what people think, I know the truth. I'm not the best only the most powerful, I don't like Quidditch I'm just there for keeping the family honour, I'm feared not respected and well the only thing I have really earn are my grades.

Do you want to know about my future? I'm going to be a death eather and probaby finish marring the only girl I really hate : the ugly, pug faced, stupid Pansy Parkinson.

I know I have to escape this daily torment. But, what can I do? Nobody will help me and nobody cares about me. On a few months I will finish school and the after the graduation I'm going to lost the only thing I have: my soul.

I know what I have to do, but yes I'm a coward, is difficult to thing in death and all the things I could have experience if I weren't a Malfoy. This name is my curse and now death is the only solution I can think to finish it.

It's time to die and finish my suffering, this is the last time I will see the sun light and the peaceful night filled with stars. The last time I am in this world that since I was born has only give me punishments and bad treats.

It's time to say good-bye to the cruel and mean bastard Draco Malfoy.

Here I have my wand, I found a spell for suicide and it's time to do it, it was difficult to accept this but is for the best. I don't have any reason for keeping my life.

I must have do it by now, but why I'm still alive? I know the reason. I know that is for her, for the person I have make the life impossible since we first met.

I have to understand, she made that only for pity not for real interest in me. She was kind because she is kind with everybody and she talked to me only because she is the Head Girl and both of us have to work together.

But not matter what I say, I know and I have known for several months that I have fallen in love with her.