Title: Silver Locket

Summary: Draco Malfoy gave a locket to Em, the girl he loves, before she is forced to leave her home. In his seventh year at Hogwarts, he is finding clues that she may be there with him!

Disclaimer: Roses are red, violets are blue, I don't own, so you can't sue!

Prologue

Emily Ranson stared at the door that had just been slammed in her face. She was a pretty muggle-born girl with raven hair and chocolate brown eyes. How could Draco do this to me? This and similar thoughts were running through her head.

Her best friend for eight years (and boyfriend for one) had just told her that he couldn't see her anymore because his father wanted to train him to be a DeathEater. Not only that, but he was snobbish about it.

She was still standing there in shock when a sound snapped her out of it. A piece of paper was being pushed through the crack at the bottom of the door. Emily looked at it cautiously, then picked it up and read:

Dear Em,

Please forgive me for the way I was forced to act. My father was watching, and, well, you know how he wants me to be. Honestly, you are the only thing keeping me going. I couldn't bear to lose you. Please meet me tonight around sunset at our special place.

Love forever,

Draco Malfoy

Emily fingered the silver locket around her neck. It was thrumming, which meant that the letter spoke the truth. Draco had given it to her as a sign of their love. She had promised to always keep it. After a moment she folded up the letter, put it in her pocket, and walked away.

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It was sunset, and Emily was waiting in what Draco had referred to as their special place. It was underneath an elegant willow tree. It was here that they had shared their first kiss. Emily blushed as she remembered that night. It had seemed perfect to her, and she had wished for those times to last forever. Obviously they weren't going to.

"Em!" called a voice. It was Draco, and he sounded worried. She saw him come under the tree, soaked from the rain. She hadn't even noticed it was raining. His face was deadly serious.

"Draco!" she said worriedly. "What's the matter?"

"Oh God forgive me for being the one to tell you this," he said. "Your family..." Emily didn't have to hear more. She was muggle-born, and he was pureblood. His family was serving the Dark Lord. It didn't take two seconds to figure it out. She wanted to run, but she couldn't bear to leave without a good-bye.

Tears were running down her face as she quickly said, "Draco, I want you to listen to me. I will always love you, no matter what you do. Please don't give in to your father; you know it's wrong. I promise you this; we will meet again." She muttered a spell and handed him half of her silver locket.

They shared one last kiss before Emily ran out from under the tree and into the rain. Draco stepped out from under the tree too, watching her leave. Tears ran down his face, mingling with the rain.

"Em," he whispered forlornly. He knew he would never see Emily Ranson again.