The End

Malfoy.

Draco Malfoy. His eyes captivate me in a way i will never understand. Even now as the battle surrounds us i am drawn in by the steely depths 30 yards away, nothing can make me look away. The ground is shuddering and i can hear screams and taunts deafening me, curse fire lights up the night. as i cut down those in my path i hold sight of those eyes, i don't think i can make it if i loose sight. 

there is no fear there only determination, of what I've no idea. the shear power he commands is visible in his stance, his certain steps, his strike is like art come to life. Da Vinci couldn't touch what i see. power crackles the air around him, surging through his every pore, his hair, his eyes are like liquid mercury now, shining, fluid, impossible mesmerizing. a green flash passes over me and i return fire, barley glancing at the fallen enemy. i have to finish this, i need those eyes to comprehend what they do to me. i can die if i know they were mine for just one second.

I'm almost there, a few more feet. He sees me now. mercurial depths look confused as i steadily move toward them. wands lower as i stand before him finally. all their beautiful glorious attention on me. i heatedly grasp his face and devourer his fierce lips. eyes still locked i can see the shock and to my hearts absolute contentment, desire. our moment of recognition short but all i need, i let go and turn loosing sight of the one thing i ever wanted. those eyes filled with want for me. i find the center of the battle easier now. those beautiful eyes plastered across my minds eye as i fire the curse that will take Voldemort out of this world forever and me with him.