Everyone is crying, but they don't know what it's like. They didn't know Harry. Sure they knew his name, every one knew his name. There are people here I've never met, Dumbledore said that the public should be allowed to see their savior one last time.
Dumbledore, it's all his fault. I can see the end of the war clearly still. Dumbledore and Tom were dueling. Harry, my beloved Harry, was in a duel nearby. Dumbledore was losing ground fast, but he still had that twinkle in his eye. Before anyone could see the old coot pulled Harry in front of the killing curse. Horror struck Tom had run forward only to be caught in the chest by another curse.
Harry and I had so much planned for after Hogwarts. None of the Wesley's ever liked me but they have been sending me sad glances the entire service, Granger's doing it too. My father, a true Malfoy, has a cool mask in place. My mother is still in St. Mungo's.
As the pastor finish's the last prayer I stand and go to the casket and kiss my beloved's cheek one last time before I Draco Malfoy, Ice Prince, finally dissolve in tears.
Another paper I had to write for Language Arts so here you go, tell me what you think!