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wondering_why_i) wrote2007-08-21 02:55 pm
wondering_why_i) wrote2007-08-21 02:55 pm
Entry tags:
How? - Harry Potter Oneshot
Title: How?
Summary: There are some things Harry just won’t forgive.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 198
Genre: Angst. I can’t believe I just wrote this! I never write HD angst! *sigh*
Disclaimer: I own nothing from Harry Potter.
A/N: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
enchanted_jae’s Monthly Drabble Challenge (August 2006).
Harry leaned over Draco and whispered in his ear, “How could you? How could you betray me like that?” Harry’s menacing tone sent shivers down Draco’s spine. He had the blond kneeling on the dusty floor of the Shrieking Shack, hands bound behind his back and the tip of his wand pressed against the side of his neck. “I thought you loved me.”
“I do,” Draco whispered.
“THEN WHY DID YOU DO IT?!”
“I HAD TO!” Draco shouted back. “I love you, but my beliefs haven’t changed!”
“How can you claim to love me? How can you tell me you love me after killing my best friend? I can forgive many things, Draco, but this is one I can not. I love you, but I can not forgive.” Harry bent down and caught Draco’s lips in his for one last breath taking kiss before whispering the two words that would end it all.
The Slytherin’s slim body slumped forward and Harry caught it. He unbound the hands of his love and gently lifted his body in his arms to place him on the old couch. He positioned the body with care before kneeling next to the couch, sobbing.
Summary: There are some things Harry just won’t forgive.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 198
Genre: Angst. I can’t believe I just wrote this! I never write HD angst! *sigh*
Disclaimer: I own nothing from Harry Potter.
A/N: Written for
enchanted_jae’s Monthly Drabble Challenge (August 2006).Harry leaned over Draco and whispered in his ear, “How could you? How could you betray me like that?” Harry’s menacing tone sent shivers down Draco’s spine. He had the blond kneeling on the dusty floor of the Shrieking Shack, hands bound behind his back and the tip of his wand pressed against the side of his neck. “I thought you loved me.”
“I do,” Draco whispered.
“THEN WHY DID YOU DO IT?!”
“I HAD TO!” Draco shouted back. “I love you, but my beliefs haven’t changed!”
“How can you claim to love me? How can you tell me you love me after killing my best friend? I can forgive many things, Draco, but this is one I can not. I love you, but I can not forgive.” Harry bent down and caught Draco’s lips in his for one last breath taking kiss before whispering the two words that would end it all.
The Slytherin’s slim body slumped forward and Harry caught it. He unbound the hands of his love and gently lifted his body in his arms to place him on the old couch. He positioned the body with care before kneeling next to the couch, sobbing.