Pain is inevitable.

Suffering is optional.

Easy to say,

Hard to do.

Everyday I'm hurt.

Everyday I suffer.

I try not to.

But I do.

Heartbroken and in love,

This pain will never end.

I will suffer eternally.

For the mistakes that I have made and regret.

I can't make them disappear.

I wish I could.

Maybe then I could be truly happy.

Did you know that when I smile, it's fake?

Did you know that I cry at night thinking about you?

Did you know that I still love you,

That I never wanted to let you go?

I wish I had you back in my arms.

If only for a minute.

That would be enough to last me a life time.

But I could never get enough.

I'd hold you forever,

Never letting go.

Afraid to let you go.

Afraid of losing you again, like I so stupidly did before.

Maybe I should disappear.

Maybe then my mistakes will disappear.

What would you say if I was gone forever?

I would tell you that I love you first.

I would make sure you know that.

What would you do if I were to leave?

Would you follow me?

Or leave me, not caring at all?

If it were you, I would follow you,

Not letting you go for anything.

I would chase after you in the fiery depths of hell where we are all bound to go.

Would you do the same for me?

Draco stood from his place at the Slytherin table in the Great Hall. He folded the leader and stuffed it into his robe. Giving his house members a brief nod of good bye, he drifted from the table. From two tables away, the red-haired deliverer of the letter watched Draco leave.

Once outside the hall, Draco ran as fast as he could to the dungeons. He shouted the password to the entrance to the Slytherin common room and ran into his private quarters.

Draco then pulled out the letter, rereading it quickly, tears streaming down his face. He reached the end of the letter and he walked over to his desk, pulling out some parchment and a quill. He sat down and began writing furiously.

You asked me if I would do the same.

I would.

I would race after you for eternity looking for you.

I would chase you through hell a million times over, never stopping until I had you back in my arms.

And once I had you back, I wouldn't let go.

Never.

Not ever until the end of time.

Draco stood reading over the letter one more time before blowing on the ink to dry it. When the ink was dry, he walked over to his bed, laid down with the letter on his chest, his hands folded on top of it. He closed his eyes and let darkness over take him.

Draco stood in the middle of a meadow. Just standing. Not moving a muscle. Standing, as if waiting for someone. He waited for a few moments before hearing footsteps. He perked up, hoping it to be the person he was waiting for.

"Draco." Said the boy. "You came for me."

"Of course I came for you, Harry." Draco said, cradling Harry's cheek. "I love you, until the end of time. I wrote this for you." Draco held out the parchment. Harry took it and read it once, twice, three times, not fully believing it.

"Draco." Harry said. "Here we'll be together forever. Nothing to break us apart. Nothing but our love." Harry captured Draco's lips in a kiss. Draco had never felt more at peace.