Fall Down and Cry
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
3,020
Reviews:
13
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Fall Down and Cry
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, nor will i ever :(
Chapter One- Lost Cause
Harry Potter lay in his bed, listening to the sounds of his friends snoring. Neville was making small whimpering noises in his sleep, while Dean kept telling the sorting hat he was perfectly sane and didnt belong in Slytherin and to stop insisting he wear a pink dress for the Yule Ball.
Harrys eyebrow went up at that last bit. He sighed a deep sigh when everything went quiet again. He hadnt been able to sleep very well lately, in fact, he hadnt had a proper nights sleep for three weeks. The order had been trying to track down all of the death eaters that they could. They had caught one and interigated them, but had gotten no where, for when they turned around for just one tiny second, the man had swallowed a vile of poison he had hidden up his sleeve.
Dumbledore had also been keeping sharper tabs on Harry all through the school holidays. He had told his friends to keep a closer eye on him and by closer eye, he meant, \'follow him everywhere\'. Hermione kept telling him it was for his own good, but Harry didnt understand how keeping him prisoner in the one place he had always considered his true home was supposed to be good for him.
Harry sighed again as a loud snore came from Rons side of the room. Harry loved his friends, of course he did, they stood up for him and always stayed by his side, offered advice, no matter how ridiculous or stupid it may seem. He loved them, he did, but sometimes he wished that they wouldnt do what Dumbledore told them to do and just let him have at least one single hour by himself. One single hour where he could be just Harry and not the saviour of the wizardry world. Just one hour where he could be normal.
But he knew that all this wishful thinking was useless. There was nothing he could do to persuade his friends to do that. Hermione always ended up crying and saying what if someone from the slytherin house tried to attack him, what if this happened, what if that happened.
What if i just jumped off the tallest tower and ended it all. Harry thought miserably to himself.
He looked down at his arm. There was a large cut on his arm from when he felt hopeless and miserable one night at the Dursleys. He hadnt shown it to any of his friends, he knew what their reactions would be if he did. Cutting himself hadnt made him feel any better... But it did make him feel that at least he wasnt indistructable like some people thought, that he was iin fact human and he could die if he wanted too.
Wonder what would happen if i died? Who would kill Voldemort then? Harry wondered as he moved further down into his bed.
Harry looked one last time over at Ron.
\"Its a lost cause you know Ron?\" Harry whispered. \"You cant keep me in your sights forever.\"
Chapter One- Lost Cause
Harry Potter lay in his bed, listening to the sounds of his friends snoring. Neville was making small whimpering noises in his sleep, while Dean kept telling the sorting hat he was perfectly sane and didnt belong in Slytherin and to stop insisting he wear a pink dress for the Yule Ball.
Harrys eyebrow went up at that last bit. He sighed a deep sigh when everything went quiet again. He hadnt been able to sleep very well lately, in fact, he hadnt had a proper nights sleep for three weeks. The order had been trying to track down all of the death eaters that they could. They had caught one and interigated them, but had gotten no where, for when they turned around for just one tiny second, the man had swallowed a vile of poison he had hidden up his sleeve.
Dumbledore had also been keeping sharper tabs on Harry all through the school holidays. He had told his friends to keep a closer eye on him and by closer eye, he meant, \'follow him everywhere\'. Hermione kept telling him it was for his own good, but Harry didnt understand how keeping him prisoner in the one place he had always considered his true home was supposed to be good for him.
Harry sighed again as a loud snore came from Rons side of the room. Harry loved his friends, of course he did, they stood up for him and always stayed by his side, offered advice, no matter how ridiculous or stupid it may seem. He loved them, he did, but sometimes he wished that they wouldnt do what Dumbledore told them to do and just let him have at least one single hour by himself. One single hour where he could be just Harry and not the saviour of the wizardry world. Just one hour where he could be normal.
But he knew that all this wishful thinking was useless. There was nothing he could do to persuade his friends to do that. Hermione always ended up crying and saying what if someone from the slytherin house tried to attack him, what if this happened, what if that happened.
What if i just jumped off the tallest tower and ended it all. Harry thought miserably to himself.
He looked down at his arm. There was a large cut on his arm from when he felt hopeless and miserable one night at the Dursleys. He hadnt shown it to any of his friends, he knew what their reactions would be if he did. Cutting himself hadnt made him feel any better... But it did make him feel that at least he wasnt indistructable like some people thought, that he was iin fact human and he could die if he wanted too.
Wonder what would happen if i died? Who would kill Voldemort then? Harry wondered as he moved further down into his bed.
Harry looked one last time over at Ron.
\"Its a lost cause you know Ron?\" Harry whispered. \"You cant keep me in your sights forever.\"