Thoughts of a Dying Witch
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,508
Reviews:
1
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.
Thoughts of a Dying Witch
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Harry Potter and I am not making any profit off this work, no matter how much I wish otherwise. It is for entertainment purposes only.
Rating: Teen-Mature for references to blood and death.
Summery: As I lay here on this bloodied ground you hold me so tight as we both wait to say goodnight.
Thoughts Of A Dying Witch
There is so much blood on the ground. Such a pretty red.
I wonder how much of it is mine. I wonder how much of this red so much like the curtains surrounding my old bed belong to the boy holding me tightly. So much red, so much death, so damn cold.
Gods, I can't stop shivering. I think both of us are shivering now, this Draco Malfoy, this man with what seem to be the eyes of a scared little boy. I think you're scared to die. Then again I would be too if I was you. So corrupted since birth by such foolish ideals. Ha! Who am I kidding? I am terrified, but having you of all people here with me is something of a comfort. Imagine you comforting me. I can almost laugh at the idea, shame it will hurt too much, I always enjoyed a good laugh.
Stop looking at me as if you pity me you damned man-boy.
I wonder why. Why did you reach for me? Why did you turn from me when you should have shot me?
Damn it boy why wasn't it you who killed me? It should have been you!
As I pull you closer to me for warmth you look into my eyes. I thought you hated my eyes. I thought you hated me. I thought you hated everything. I curse you Malfoy! I curse you for holding me so tight on this dark night, on this red ground. Why? Gods why did you try to save me, try to stop them? It was already too late! There were too many!
Is it just I or is it getting darker? I wander if the fighting has moved away from our little patch. I wonder if Harry has won yet? I wonder so many things. It is so hard to keep a straight thought isn't it? I think maybe I should close my eyes for a bit. Maybe that would help. I always told the boys a good nights sleep was important. I wish all of my friends a good night aloud. I say good night to you and give you a small kiss to sooth that sadness in your eyes and call you my silly Malfoy, yes you are my silly Malfoy. So utterly silly.
Rating: Teen-Mature for references to blood and death.
Summery: As I lay here on this bloodied ground you hold me so tight as we both wait to say goodnight.
Thoughts Of A Dying Witch
There is so much blood on the ground. Such a pretty red.
I wonder how much of it is mine. I wonder how much of this red so much like the curtains surrounding my old bed belong to the boy holding me tightly. So much red, so much death, so damn cold.
Gods, I can't stop shivering. I think both of us are shivering now, this Draco Malfoy, this man with what seem to be the eyes of a scared little boy. I think you're scared to die. Then again I would be too if I was you. So corrupted since birth by such foolish ideals. Ha! Who am I kidding? I am terrified, but having you of all people here with me is something of a comfort. Imagine you comforting me. I can almost laugh at the idea, shame it will hurt too much, I always enjoyed a good laugh.
Stop looking at me as if you pity me you damned man-boy.
I wonder why. Why did you reach for me? Why did you turn from me when you should have shot me?
Damn it boy why wasn't it you who killed me? It should have been you!
As I pull you closer to me for warmth you look into my eyes. I thought you hated my eyes. I thought you hated me. I thought you hated everything. I curse you Malfoy! I curse you for holding me so tight on this dark night, on this red ground. Why? Gods why did you try to save me, try to stop them? It was already too late! There were too many!
Is it just I or is it getting darker? I wander if the fighting has moved away from our little patch. I wonder if Harry has won yet? I wonder so many things. It is so hard to keep a straight thought isn't it? I think maybe I should close my eyes for a bit. Maybe that would help. I always told the boys a good nights sleep was important. I wish all of my friends a good night aloud. I say good night to you and give you a small kiss to sooth that sadness in your eyes and call you my silly Malfoy, yes you are my silly Malfoy. So utterly silly.