A/N: Not Mine
He lay there limp. He ached all over but he tried not to think about it. He thought of happier times so that the pain couldn't take him over.
They had met secretly. He would wander out of the castle and meet somewhere in the forest. It always brought a smile to his face to see his lover standing by a tree, smirk in place, knowing what the night would entail.
At first he thought he was crazy, loving this man. He was the enemy, but whenever they were together, Harry always thought he saw a different side. A kinder and sweeter side. As though all his masks were gone.
They had never spoken of their feelings for each other, but Harry was sure his emotions shown through his actions, and was just as sure that the other man returned them.
The final battle had come and many had died. Harry had gone to the heart of the battle to duel with Voldemort. He had always thought that when this battle finally came, it would just be him against Voldemort, a fight to the death. However, right as Harry tried to cast the killing curse, a Death Eater had hit him with a curse. He was already so exhausted, the killing curse all that was left within him. When the unknown Death Eater's curse hit him, he was knocked unconscious.
He had woken some time later, though how much time had passed he was unsure. Harry had been shackled to the wall in a cell. He would be let down to be given water and then tortured endlessly.
This went on for what seemed like months, though he could not be sure, and throughout that time he had not seen his lover.
One day, Harry received no torture and he hoped with all he was that somehow his lover had come to rescue him. That all this time a plan was concocted and that he could finally be free.
The day went on until Lucius Malfoy walked into the cell. Harry smiled as he watched the man saunter over and release him of his restraints. Finally, we can be together he thought. He went to reach for his lover but as we reached out to touch the man, he found a disgusting sneer form.
Suddenly, Lucius surged forward and pinned Harry against the wall. Harry winced as he was still sore from endless torture sessions.
Lucius roughly slid his tongue up along Harry's neck to his ear. He whispered viciously, "Did you really think you meant something to me? Did you really think you were anything more than a good fuck?"
Harry winced as Lucius laughed maliciously.
"All you were to me was a young, lithe body I could pound into. It was a plus that you were the Golden Boy. And knowing I deceived you, that you fell in love with me," he said with a sneer, "was a cherry on top. You are a worthless body I could get off on and nothing more."
Harry was overwrought with sadness. He never thought his body would ache anymore than it already did, but then again, he thought Lucius Malfoy, most trusted and loyal Death Eater of Voldemort, could love him.
He could feel his heart breaking all over again as the words his lover had spoken to him echoed in his head.
Harry let out a sob so loud that he didn't hear the words Avada Kedavra spoken. As his vision slowly slipped into darkness, he could see the smile on his lover's lips. The satisfaction of killing the Golden Boy shown clearly in his eyes.
A/N: ANGST BUNNIES!!! Anyway any feedback would be totally appreciated.