He Must
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
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Category:
Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
797
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
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.
He Must
Title: He Must
Author: RandomDeviant
Rating: R
Pairing: Draco/???
Warnings: DRABBLE!
Disclaimer: J.K. owns \'em, I\'m just ruining the fandom with my attempts to write a fic about them.
Summary: How Draco copes.
A/N: Tiny little drabble that refused to let me ignore it.
When Draco breaks his mother\'s enchanted china, there is no reprimand. There is no apology to give. There is simply a cut across his palm that he will not heal. Though he will remove the scar.
Because he has enough of those.
~~~
When Draco begs, it is hollow and false. There is no real want behind his words. There is no desire in him for this to go on any longer than it must. There is no part of him that wants this.
It would be easier if there were.
~~~
When Draco breaks his Nimbus, there is a new broom waiting for him in his room. There are no questions asked. There is no explanation necessary for why a new one is needed. The old broom is used as kindling in the drawing room fireplace.
There is no joy in flying anymore.
~~~
When Draco moans, it is not for real. There is no feeling behind the noise. It is a practiced and perfected action. It is a duty that he holds to and feels he must perform. It is not an expression of his passion.
Because there is none inside him.
~~~
When Draco takes his mark, he does not flinch. No tears stain his pale cheeks or run down to drip from his chin. There is no need to bite back a scream. It is over in only a moment.
But then again, it isn\'t.
~~~
When Draco winces, it is not because he is in pain. This is a measure taken to insure that he will be able to walk tomorrow. It is a gesture that will stroke an ego. It is not a reaction to a feeling.
He has none of which to speak.
~~~
When Draco says the words, they roll smoothly over his tounge. There is no hesitation. His arm does not waver and his wand is held firm. There is no pity, no guilt, churning in his stomach.
This is no surprise.
~~~
When Draco comes, there is no blinding white light behind his eyelids. There is no tingle underneath his parchment-thin skin. There is no feeling of euphoria through his limbs. The earth does not move.
And neither does he.
Please Review!!!
Author: RandomDeviant
Rating: R
Pairing: Draco/???
Warnings: DRABBLE!
Disclaimer: J.K. owns \'em, I\'m just ruining the fandom with my attempts to write a fic about them.
Summary: How Draco copes.
A/N: Tiny little drabble that refused to let me ignore it.
When Draco breaks his mother\'s enchanted china, there is no reprimand. There is no apology to give. There is simply a cut across his palm that he will not heal. Though he will remove the scar.
Because he has enough of those.
~~~
When Draco begs, it is hollow and false. There is no real want behind his words. There is no desire in him for this to go on any longer than it must. There is no part of him that wants this.
It would be easier if there were.
~~~
When Draco breaks his Nimbus, there is a new broom waiting for him in his room. There are no questions asked. There is no explanation necessary for why a new one is needed. The old broom is used as kindling in the drawing room fireplace.
There is no joy in flying anymore.
~~~
When Draco moans, it is not for real. There is no feeling behind the noise. It is a practiced and perfected action. It is a duty that he holds to and feels he must perform. It is not an expression of his passion.
Because there is none inside him.
~~~
When Draco takes his mark, he does not flinch. No tears stain his pale cheeks or run down to drip from his chin. There is no need to bite back a scream. It is over in only a moment.
But then again, it isn\'t.
~~~
When Draco winces, it is not because he is in pain. This is a measure taken to insure that he will be able to walk tomorrow. It is a gesture that will stroke an ego. It is not a reaction to a feeling.
He has none of which to speak.
~~~
When Draco says the words, they roll smoothly over his tounge. There is no hesitation. His arm does not waver and his wand is held firm. There is no pity, no guilt, churning in his stomach.
This is no surprise.
~~~
When Draco comes, there is no blinding white light behind his eyelids. There is no tingle underneath his parchment-thin skin. There is no feeling of euphoria through his limbs. The earth does not move.
And neither does he.
Please Review!!!