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It was Draco's cries I heard first when Hagrid carried my body into view, and it was him who noticed me missing first. Tears streamed down his face when he rushed to me after Voldemort fell, as he held me close. We all cried that night, for what was lost.
He was angry, for awhile, that I ran away that night into the forest. He would have wanted to be at my side, he said, because I promised not to leave him again. But I don't regret it, and I know I'll never have to leave him again. He wouldn't have let me go, and that's why I love him.
Today, the war is over. There are no sides, no enemies, just blurred lines and hidden darkness. The world isn't perfect, but he's with me, so it's never bad. We fight, sometimes, we disagree. But mistakes are always made, and wars always end.
We don't think about the past much, although we know we should. With the people we lost, we'll never forget. But there are new lives, new unions. So much has happened since I stumbled upon a scared young man sharing secrets with a ghost.
And he's grown and changed, weathered by time and healed just the same. But he's Draco, and I'll always follow him, I'll always open the door.
THE END. Reviews are loved :)