"Two hours." I said. "Thats it?" He asked. "Yep." I look down at my, sadly, black turning marks. "What do you think death feels like?" I ask him as we lay on my bed holding each other. "I don't know. What do you want it to feel like?" He asked back. " I want it to be calm, and peaceful, not painful." I said. "Doesn't everyone?" He asked. "Not my sister." I said sadly. "She committed suicide when she was twenty." I hung my head. " I'm sorry." He said grabbing my hand. "It's okay." I said. Draco flinched and shouted.

"What?" I ask nervously. He pulled up his sleeve. There were marks on his arm like mine. "Wth." I ask. "What is going on?" He asked. "It's like you're getting my curse." I said. "But it's turning black so quickly." He said as while the marks grew it turned black instantly. "Maybe I'm catching up to you. And like when you die, I die with you." He said. "But that doesn't make any sense! It never says anything about it being contagious!" I shouted. Draco takes the book and opens to a certain page "love, it says right here. 'In certain cases, your love may be true but have not spent enough time together. This may resort in spreading of marks and death'." He looked up. "Draco I'm so sorry." I said breaking down. "Sweetheart it's okay!" He said hugging me. My watch beeped. "One hour." I said looking at him, now my legs arms and neck were just black marks. I lifted my shirt and saw that it's starting on my stomach and chest. Time flew by, soon we only had five minutes.

"How do you want to spend this?" Draco asked. I grabbed his hand and touched the ring sending the rays onto the wall. "Like this." I said curling up to him. I felt the love radiating off of him. He held me close. I heard his now showing heart beat as we watched us, happily moving on the screen.

Spring, we went to the park, ran through the flowers, holding hands and laughing.
To summer, walking along the beach, the sunset behind us. I lean my head against him as the sunset sends our bodies into silhouettes.
To fall where we lay in the leaves and smile as we play around and he helps me up. We throw leaves and find each other amongst the piles
To lastly winter where we snuggle up on the sofa, with hot cocoa and the fire. Sharing a blanket and watching a movie inside, while the precious snow falls lightly outside, covering our house in beautiful white powder that will, in the morning, shimmer in the light when untouched.

I lay there crying as the seconds count down, we now look at each other. Grabbing on to what little happiness we have, what little life still flickers In us. We are like candles, we make the world brighter, and in the end our life is like a flame, it only lasts for so long and when it's gone..... it's never returned.

I stare into his lovely soft grey eyes and see his pale but ever so smooth skin shining in the moonlight, coming from the curtains in which stand across from the bed we lay on. Ten...nine... he takes my hand eight... seven.... I feel the black start to take over my heart. Six.... five... he looks at me and says "four, three." And I finish with him "two... one." When it hit one I closed my eyes and listened to our last breaths as we exhaled among the same time. "I love you." Draco said, exhaling for the last time. And the sad thing is

I never got to say I love you back

before I died.

And just like that

my life,

like a candles flame

Was blown out.

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