Disclaimer: Draco, Hermione and all the other characters mentioned do not belong to me. They are all part of the wonderful world of Harry Potter by J.K. Rowling.

We were hiding it. From my father. From Potter. From Weasley. From the world. I love her. She loved me too.

But I killed her tonight.

Earlier, we were walking around the grounds, near the Forbidden Forrest as usual. It was different though. It wasn't the routine sweet-talk, hand-in-hand stroll. No. We fought.

Flashback

She was walking ahead of me. I could tell she was crying, even if it was raining. I knew why.

She suddenly turned around and faced me.

"Why, Draco? Why?" she pleaded.

"Because I had to." I remained cold. I wanted to tell her that I am sorry, that I nevr wanted this. That I loved her. She knew I loved her but I couldn't say it. I never could. We both knew it was my pride.

"I -- I thought you loved me?"

I simply gave a nod.

"Then… why?"

I said nothing. We both knew my father made me. But she couldn't understand why I agreed. Neither could I. I did love her and I promised myself that I would never hurt her. But my old ways of pleasing my damned father took over me. And I just did what he told me to.

She dried her tears with her wet sleeve. Her face gained back its composure. But I could see the hurt in her eyes. I broke my promise -- I was breaking her heart.

She slowly turned around and walked away from me.

"Hermione, wait! Please?"

"What, Malfoy?" she swiftly faced me.

I approached her and gave her a hug. She didn't respond at first but then I could feel her arms wrap around me. She pulled out of the embrace. She knew why I did what I did. Why I had to. She understood. It was my father to blame.

"So, what's going to happen to us?"

I let her read my eyes. They said everything. I mastered that; the way how I can show my true emotions through my eyes or if I wished to hide them once more. I learned that for her.

"Oh." she mumbled and looked at her feet.

I reached for her face and kissed her. She had her hands in my soaked hair as did mine. We kissed each other so passionately that if some random by-stander was watching they would have thought it our last kiss.

Because it was.

We reluctantly broke apart. She knew what I was about to do. She was ready.

"I love you, Draco Malfoy." she shed the tears she's been trying to keep from falling.

"I love you, Hermione Granger. More than you can ever imagine." Thar was the first time I said those words to her.

Then I said the two most dreaded words. "Avada Kedavra." And she fell to the ground. I let a single tear escape my stormy gray eyes.

End Flashback

Now I stand beside her lifeless body. Staring at the girl I loved, love and will love forever.

You see, I became a servant to the Dark Lord. Against my will I became a Death Eater. I killed her for us. The only way for us to be together is if we were both dead.

Tomorrow, someone will find us souless, dead corpses. They will know that we loved each other.

I am laying beside her. Holding her close to me. I am drawing a knife out of my pocket and plunging it into my heart.

I am suffering.

Soon, I will know the feeling of bliss.

How paradise is. What it is.

How death is a powerful, wonderful thing.

END.

A/n: This is my first angst, tragic one shot. I hope you like it! Please review! Thanks!