Nobody reads this anyway, but there are Deathly Hallows spoilers in it.
There is one person that I will love forever, with every fiber of my being.
I have stuck with Draco until the very end, and I will be with him always. With a Malfoy at my side, I can be happy.
I ship Drarry, I read smutty Drarry oneshots. Because that's what I like to do. Harry's a bottom, and I would absolutely love it if he called Draco "Daddy." But that's just me.
I nearly cried during the epilogue, I was just so mad. Ginny's not even that great. I hate her, honestly. Would it be too much to ask for Draco and Harry to get married? I mean, England's almost nearly legalized it, yeah?
I know that I will cry on July fifteenth. I know that I will bawl and I won't tell anybody why, because nobody gets how perfect they are for each other. I will cry when Harry's parents and Lupin and Sirius come back, because I did when I read that part. I cried and cried.
But I know that I will smile when the trio saves Draco, and when/if Ron shouts "That's the second time we've saved your life tonight, you two-faced bastard!"
But then the epilogue will play I will want to look away. I might smile when I see Scorpius, but otherwise I know I will cry. The credits will roll, and my life will be over. I will sit in the theater, waiting for other people to leave. I will wipe my eyes and walk out, sniffling. I might go home and cut myself, who knows? July is such a long ways away...