I wish she was mine as she was his...

I wish I could run my fingers on her hair as he did...

I wish I could hold her in my arm as did...

I wish I could get the love he got...

I wish I could kiss her as he did...

I wish she was mine as she was his...

I wish she would dance with me in moonlight as she did with him

I wish... I was him.

The girl with fiery red hair, her chocolate brown eyes which always sparkle, her freckles around her nose making her more beautiful, her puffy cheeks and her rosy pink lips. The innocence on her face after doing a prank on someone. The way she used stood up with confidence. The smile when she used won a Quidditch match. The way she used stood up for her friends. The way she used to stood up to me in her the first year. How couldn't I fall for those little things?

But she had fallen for him. What he had that I had not. What she had seen in him? Why she couldn't love me the way she loved him. But she had fallen for him. Harry Potter my biggest enemy. He had her around his arm. Not me. Everyone thought I had hated him because of his frame. But I didn't. I hated him because he had the only thing I had ever loved in my whole life.

Ginny...Ginny Weasley. Harry's Ginny. I wish I could say my Ginny. Draco's Ginny. I, Draco Malfoy, the Death Eater follower of Dark Load. I was in LOVE with Ginny Weasley. She was a blood traitor. But I didn't care. I wish she also didn't care about the fact that I was a Death Eater or a Slytherin.

I still remembered the day when I had first seen her at Dragon Alley at the book shop with her family. She was so little and tiny. So much innocence on her face. That moment I had fallen for her. Yes. Draco Malfoy had fallen for a Weasley at the age of 12. Did I even know what Love was? But I loved her with all my heart.

I met her again at sorting ceremony. Somehow I wanted her to be in Slytherin. But as a Weasley she was also in Gryffindor. It did not take too much time to realize that she had a crush on Harry Potter. She wrote a poem for him. But that arrogant Potter did not even notice her. I knew he would never noticed her. He was so all about himself.

But as the year came to its end the chamber of secrets was opened. And she was kidnapped by Dark Load. I wanted to save her so desperately. When I realized my own father was behind it I was broken. For every child his father was a hero. And my hero did that. I wanted to kill him right there. I was feeling guilty. But Potter saved her. I always be thanked full to him for that.

The year passes. I used to saw the way she secretly stared at him. The way she loved him. The way she blushed in front of him. I wish I was reason of her blush. The reason of her smile.

As the Potter never realized her love she never did mine. She never noticed me neither my love for her. I just want to be with her. Just with her. I wanted to take her to the Yule ball. But I knew she would laugh at me with the others. A Slytherin in love with a Gryffindor. A Malfoy in love with Weasley.

At least she gave up on that Potter and started dating other boys. But still I could saw the love on her eyes for him. On those eyes where I just wanted to see a little feelings for me. Just wanted to hear my name. Draco not Malfoy in her voice. Just wanted to call her Ginny not Weasley.

And then the worse happen. He noticed her. Kissed her front of 50 people. Now she was his. I saw them in front of me holding hands. And it broke my heart. I tried so hard not cry. But the tears did not stopped. I cried.

I noticed them everywhere. In great hall, corridors, going to the ROR, near the lake. Walking with each other holding hands, cuddling, kissing each other. I saw him whispering in her ear and making her blush. I saw him holding her on his arms, running his fingers on her hair, kissing her.

But I was happy for her. I knew she loved with all her heart. I was happy to see that smile on her face. I was happy see that sparkle in her eyes. I was happy to see her happy... But the pain in my heart was unbearable. I just could not see her with him.

He looks at you, the way that I would

Does all the things, I know that I could
If only time, could just turn back 'Cause I got three little words that I've always been dying to tell you

I found myself standing at Astronomy tower in front Dumbledore pointing my wand at him. The Dark Lord had given me the task to kill Dumbledore. My parents were happy. They were happy about the fact that someone wanted their child to become a murderer by killing his own teacher. Were they my real parents?

I could't do that. I wouldn't kill my own professor. I was going to protest in front of the Dark Lord that I would never do that. If he swanted to do me that he had to kill me. But knew one thing that he could do the worse.

"I know your secret Draco. I know you are in love with that little Weasley girl. Aren't you Draco my boy?" The scary snake voice of Dark Lord whispered in my ear. My hands started to sweat as my whole body. I gulped with fear. I took a glance at my parents and saw the proud and smiling face of them seeing the Dark Lord talking to me in alone. "And I guess you know what I can do if I have heard a No. Or I have to see a failure. Am I clear my boy?" He added. I nodded quickly. My legs were shaking. My knee had gone weak. I knew would collapse any moment.

I put my hand over my mouth and wiped all the sweat from my face as the Dark Lord left. My parents came to me said how proud they were at me. I shook my head at myself. No. No. The Dark Lord could't hurt her. He would not hurt Ginny. He would not. I tried to console myself with the false hope. But he could do anything. He had hurt her ago. And would not hesitate doing it again.

"Draco. Years ago, I knew a boy, made all the wrong choice. Please, let me help you." Dumbledore said.

"I don't want your help! Don't you see? I have to do this! I have to kill you...or he's going to kill her." I found myself saying. My hands started shaking. Tears started to flow down from my eyes. No. I wouldn't kill him. I wouldn't . He is my professor.

But if I didn't kill him...

The Dark Load would kill Ginny...

But I failed to kill Dumbledore. I failed. I just stayed silent I just saw how the other Death Eaters killed him and Potter ran behind them. No. This was wrong. Dumbledore was dead.

I wish I was never forced into darkness...

I wish I was never a Stythiern...

I wish I was never death eater...

I wish I just never fallen for her...

I wish I had never met her...

I wish I was never me...

I wish...

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A/N-----

Hello guys. How it is? Well it is my first one-shot about Drinny.

Yeh...I ship Drinny more than Darmione(Sorry Darmione fans). But not as Hinny. So I tried this. Hope you all like it.

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