Arcade { A Potter and a Malfoy }

We Were Always a Losing Game

Draco: I would have never chose to be a Death Eater but I had no choice, I would've died. I sunk into my bed and grabbed a pocket knife, abusing myself with it as I sang.

"A broken heart is all that's left

I'm still fixing all the cracks
Lost a couple of pieces when
I carried it, carried it, carried it homeI'm afraid of all I am
My mind feels like a foreign land
Silence ringing inside my head
Please carry me, carry me, carry me homeI've spent all of the love I saved
We were always a losing game
Small town boy in a big arcade
I got addicted to a losing gameOh
Oh
All I know, all I know
Loving you is a losing game"

Haven:

"Do you love me, love me not?

Giving pieces from my heart
Tomorrow's coming and has gone
Still I carried, I carried, I carried on

Draco & Haven:

Oh Oh

All I know, all I know
Loving you is a losing gameOh
Oh
All I know, all I know
Loving you is a losing game

I don't need your games, game over

Get me off this rollercoaster

Oh Oh

All I know, all I know
Loving you is a losing gameOh
Oh
All I know, all I know
Loving you is a losing game"

I quickly made my way to the Gryffindor Tower. "What are you doing here?" Hermione asked once I entered the common room. Tears fell out of my eyes. "Haven, what's wrong?" She asked softly. "I need to talk to you, Ron, and Harry," I answered.

"Draco-" I started sobbing. Hermione hugged me tight. "He's- he's. . . he's a Death Eater," I spat out. Hermione yelped, Ron gasped, and Harry stood emotionless. "I was a fool to fall for him, I should've listened to you," I whispered as I sobbed. They all hugged me tight and let me calm down.