Forgotten Kisses
by tir-synni
This is a rough draft that I
In a darkened room
Beyond the reach of God's faith
A ten year old Harry Potter trembles in his cupboard,
skinny arms wrapped tightly around his tiny body. In the darkness, no one sees his tears.
Lies the wounded, the shattered remains of love betrayed
Draco Malfoy
slowly wipes a trickle of blood from his mouth.
Blank silver eyes raise to meet his father's
cold visage.
And the innocence of a child is bought and sold
Two pairs of eyes, one silver,
one green, close, accepting the pain that is their fate.
In the name of the damned
The rage of the angels left silent and cold
Padfoot curls into a tight ball
in his cell. Anguished whimpers rip
involuntarily from his throat as he remembers the ones he left behind. In his ears, he hears an orphaned infant's
sobs, a lost lover's desperate breaths, drowning out the sound of the
surrounding screams.
Forgive me please for I know not what I do
A purple-faced Vernon Dursley
shrieks at a startled Harry. In the
boy's hand, he grips a broom, which he had been using to sweep the floor.
How can I keep inside the hurt I know is true
Draco hears his father snarl
about the Dumbledore and the Boy Who Lived.
He nods in time, his young face expressionless. His fists are clenched and shaking slightly
in his long sleeves.
Tell me when a kiss of love becomes a lie
Remus Lupin
touches his lips with trembling fingers.
Grief clouds his eyes as he gazes upon the new moon's light. Jerking his hand away, he slinks back into
the darkness.
That bears the scar of sin too deep
Another pair of eyes linger upon
an older Harry Potter's scar. He smiles
politely, remembering a pair of eyes that hadn't stared...or even noticed.
To hide behind this fear of running unto you
Draco haughtily sniffs as he
walks past the famous Boy Who Lived. His
father's grim promises ring loudly in his ears, even as he glances quickly over
his shoulder at the dark-haired boy.
Please let there be light
In a darkened room
Two pairs of eyes catch each other across a crowded room
before hastily jerking away. Miles away,
two people recall the other's smile, the other's kiss...never expecting to
experience them again.
All the precious times have been put to rest again
A sixteen year old Harry listens solemnly to the grim
debate around him, describing the situation with the war. However, all he can think about is one
forbidden embrace.
And the smile of the dawn
Brings tainted lust singing my requiem
Drace Malfoy
impassively watches as a Death Eater ruthlessly rapes a Mudblood. His heated grunts mingle with her screams,
and he finds himself recalling a scream of ecstasy. Shivering, he wonders the difference between
the two.
Can I face the day when I'm tortured in my trust
Alone, only the moon seeing the struggle with his tears,
Harry mentally braces himself for the day he'll meet Draco
Malfoy on the battlefield.
And watch the crystalize
While my salvation crumbles to dust
Padfoot howls as Wormtail escapes again, and Remus
silently rubs his ears. Disappointment
flares sharply through their hearts as their chance for a new life scampers
away into the night.
Why can't I steer the ship before it hits the storm
Growing number with every step, Draco
silently follows the Dark Lord Voldemort. Everything in him screams to take the offer
whispered so huskily in his ear in the night, but he ignores it. Chin high, he follows his father and his
master in aristocratic grace.
I've fallen to the sea but still I swim for shore
Green eyes catch silver across the battlefield, softly
pleading. The silver eyes show no
emotion, simply shimmering with unshed tears.
Tell me when a kiss of love becomes a lie
That bears a scar of sin too deep
Pain flares in Harry's scar as he and Voldemort
meet, but it's nothing compared to the pain in his heart.
To hide behind the fear of running unto you
From a distance, Draco watches
as Voldemort and Harry fight. Out of the corner of his eye, Sirius
concentrates on his godson's fight.
Across the battlefield, Remus struggles to
reach Sirius's side. None of them sees.
Please let there be a light
Everything explodes in a flash of green.
In a darkened room
Screams of loss mingle with the cries of victory over Voldemort's defeat.
For those who weep in grief, Voldemort's blood
isn't enough to cleanse their tears.
Over the cheers, one voice screams in denial. The cry is never heard.
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