Draco Malfoy Imagines

Immortalize Me Pt. 2

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It is.  It really is.  I.  Love.  Draco.  I'm really hopelessly in love with him, but how can this be?  Creators are not supposed to experience love like this.  It interferes with exercising our purpose of existence.  My father always told me that we don't possess feelings because nothing is eternal like ourselves.  Our job is to create new things as everything dies so why do I feel this way towards Draco?

"Y/n...  Please stay...  It would mean the world to me if you did," Draco says quietly, looking into my eyes.  "P-Please say something."

I look into his eyes.  Love is a strange, strange thing.  Why does it exist?  Why did my Elders create humans with this capability if they cannot understand it ourselves?  Is it becasue they were experimenting and something went wrong?  Is it because they just wanted to have some fun and see the lengths our powers could go to?  

No.  It's not that.  When I think about Draco, my heart flutters.  When his hand brushes up against mine, I feel a warm, comforting sensation.  When we have deep conversations, I feel like I can trust him with anything at all.  I feel like we're one.  I can feel the connection between us.  It's strong and unbreakable.  Everything is so clear yet has uncertainty within it.  I know I love him, but what will that bring?  How can these feelings exist within an entire species, humans, Wizarding or not?  Why were these feelings made?  I know why now.  I was utterly clueless before as to why it exists.  The Elders wanted to create something beautiful and long-lasting in a world where things are constantly ripped apart and destroyed.  The succeeded and created something glorious.  

"Draco," I say calmly.  "I love you."

I watch as his face brightens.  His expression turns into a bit of a ridiculous smile.  He rushes forward and takes me by my waist, lifting me up from the bed.  He wraps his arms around me and pulls me into his arms.  

"I love you, y/n," he whispers. I return his gesture by bringing my arms up around his neck.  He looks down at me and he leads forward.  I believe he intends to kiss me.

"Wait," I say sharply.

"What's wrong, y/n?" he asks, worried.  "Did I do something wrong?"

"No...," I say, bowing my head.

"You look unhappy, y/n," he says, gazing into my saddened eyes.  "We just got together...  We should both be happy, but you're not.  Is it something I said?  Have I overstepped?"

I shake my head no.  Love is a wonderful thing, but it begins to hurt in my chest.  

"I haven't been truthful with you, Draco," I admit.  "I shouldn't be here.  You're wasting your love and your time on me..."

I release myself from his grasp and head for the door.

"What on earth do you mean by wasting my love and time, y/n?" he asks, rushing after me and grabbing my hand.  "I love you.  You're amazing.  You said you love me.  How is that a waste?"

"I-I" I stutter.  I feel my eyes get watery.  Am I crying?  He pulls me into his arms again and leads me over to the bed.  He sits me down in his lap.

"Shhh," he says soothingly.  "Don't cry, please.  Tell me everything.  I won't get mad, y/n."

I sigh.  I should tell him the truth.  I owe it to him.

"I'm not who I say I am.  My name is y/n, though.  I'm... not normal.  I'm not from this planet," I explain.  I look to Draco and he's really listening.  I feel more comfortable when he squeezes his arms around my waist gently and I continue.  "I'm what is known as a Creator.  We are beings who created the universe and whose job is to remake the universe as it dies.  We are immortal beings.  I myself am over eight hundred earth years old.  I was born in a nebula.  I was made by my parents in a far away nebula.  This is my first assignment.  We send out creators to every corner of the galaxy to observe what we have made and evaluate it.  After that, we choose to let it live or cause it to die.  I was assigned to the human race.  The wizarding part of it.  Not the entire thing.  I came here to pose as a human.  I really don't look like this.  As a Creator, I have many powers that can go even further beyond what your magic does.  When I came here, I didn't expect to be taken in by you and I certainly didn't expect to fall in love, Draco.  Creators do not have the capability of emotion.  We're very logical, but I guess I am different.  I have always formed my opinions differently than other Creators maybe that's part of me possessing emotions...  My feelings are genuine towards you.  I love you, Draco, but it hurts.  Creators are immortal beings.  You are a mortal human.  I love you with every ounce of emotion I have, but that love will turn to sorrow in the near future.  I am eternal.  You are not.  Compared to what I have lived, your lifespan is not even close to a quarter of it.  You will go away just like my Elders created your species to many, many years ago.  You will die and I will be alone.  You will die and I will have to face the consequences of loving a human...  I don't want that to happen, Draco!  I love you...  So much.  I want you to be with me forever.  I see a future for us, I really do and I don't want it to end with you dying..."