Winter
By: SweetSuicide41
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any company or person affiliated with it.
Warning: This is SLASH. H/D. If you do not like it then do not read it. I can assure you that I won't appreciate getting flamed on the fact that you do not like the pairing when you have been aptly warned. Good day, and happy reading to you Good Sir, or Madame.
Winter : the one word describes him completley. The one word describes every facet of him that could not be said with any other. Cold, harsh, pale like the snow, but more beautiful than one could imagine. Without seeing him for what he was some would think that he must be perfection. Seeing him without his clothes on, I remembered that even his fingernails were perfect, and his teeth were straight. His chest was hard as sculpted ice, and almost as transparent as it too. His hair was never out of place no matter what happend..well..exept when I happened to muss it up just to see how he looked without it exactly perfect.
He looked even more beautiful. On the surface he was cold and hard like packed snow, but deep down under where the freeze of the surface could not penetrate he was warm. He could be caring, even thogh he told me that it was easier not to be. He told me that we were both cut from opposite sides of the same mold. Even our appearances seemed to prove his theory true. Dark and light.
He told me that I shouldnt care. That I had lost so much that I shouldnt be able to afford to care anymore; becuase I had lost so much that I shouldnt have to care if I lost anything else. I told him that caring was what made life worth it. If you dont care then nothing impacts you, and life is boring all the time. There is nothing to mold you into who you are, and it becomes hard to go on living without something to live for.
He said that I was what he lived for. I was all that he lived for, and that if something happened to me then he would make sure that i was avenged even if it killed him. Draco hoped that it did kill him so that he could be with me. We loved each other with a passion. It was beyond love. Someday I hoped to teach him to care, and I knew that he hoped to learn. I never got that chance. Poor Draco : the wrong side was already chosen for him before he had a chance to decide for himself. Now the world is winter to me wilthout him, and I'll never be the same. He was right, it's easier not to care, and now I wish that I didnt.
Please review if you like this. I am thinking about making it into a series with several couples. Tell me if I should or not...or if you even care.
Love and Draco,
SweetSuicide41