Behind Emerald Eyes
By Kitana
A short POV of Harry, in a dazed stupor.
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You may wonder what goes on behind these round, black glasses of mine sometimes. You know, those times when I look in a stupor, dazed, fixated on one spot? Or when I'm last to breakfast or dinner, and I'm looking quite disheveled. Well, to be frank, I'm what you muggles would call, a slut. There's really no name for it, in the wizarding community. Of course, I'm not the famous Harry Potter just because of Voldemort's scar, you see. That's just plain silly. Normally, Ron would call anyone a twat who considered me just for that.
Anyway. I've been with males and females, though I particularly fancy only one of them more often than not. Let's play a guessing game, shall we? Slick, blonde hair he has, though he's rather short. He's a devil of a bastard as well. Have you guessed yet? No? Pity. I swore I gave him away.
Yes, it's that suspicion lurking in the back of your mind. Draco Malfoy. Ever since he was bold enough to corner me in the empty corridor, well after supper and wand tip pressed against my throat. He told me what he was going to do to me, and what he expected me to do back. I learned a lot that night. I shiver at the thought. It was so.. kinky. I remember how I tried to not to scream that night. But obviously then, and still now, he minded not my moans.
Something awoke in me that night, and since then, I've had everyone. Dare I say, they all had me, really. Typically, Draco bragged that he was my first. It was one of those secrets that everyone knew, but never spoke about. I have good recollection of everyone, too. Ron, George and Fred, Hermoine and even Professor Lupin gave me a whirl. But we'll all keep that a secret, now won't we? However, I do have my standards. Although I would never let them touch me in the first place, ever, Draco keeps Crabbe and Goyle away from me. Perhaps he believes they'll spoil my 'innocence'.
I should finish my soup now, though, Draco's giving me a good look up and down. I suppose he'll want to see me later. I'll need my strength later as well, he looks peculiarly hungry.
By Kitana
A short POV of Harry, in a dazed stupor.
***
You may wonder what goes on behind these round, black glasses of mine sometimes. You know, those times when I look in a stupor, dazed, fixated on one spot? Or when I'm last to breakfast or dinner, and I'm looking quite disheveled. Well, to be frank, I'm what you muggles would call, a slut. There's really no name for it, in the wizarding community. Of course, I'm not the famous Harry Potter just because of Voldemort's scar, you see. That's just plain silly. Normally, Ron would call anyone a twat who considered me just for that.
Anyway. I've been with males and females, though I particularly fancy only one of them more often than not. Let's play a guessing game, shall we? Slick, blonde hair he has, though he's rather short. He's a devil of a bastard as well. Have you guessed yet? No? Pity. I swore I gave him away.
Yes, it's that suspicion lurking in the back of your mind. Draco Malfoy. Ever since he was bold enough to corner me in the empty corridor, well after supper and wand tip pressed against my throat. He told me what he was going to do to me, and what he expected me to do back. I learned a lot that night. I shiver at the thought. It was so.. kinky. I remember how I tried to not to scream that night. But obviously then, and still now, he minded not my moans.
Something awoke in me that night, and since then, I've had everyone. Dare I say, they all had me, really. Typically, Draco bragged that he was my first. It was one of those secrets that everyone knew, but never spoke about. I have good recollection of everyone, too. Ron, George and Fred, Hermoine and even Professor Lupin gave me a whirl. But we'll all keep that a secret, now won't we? However, I do have my standards. Although I would never let them touch me in the first place, ever, Draco keeps Crabbe and Goyle away from me. Perhaps he believes they'll spoil my 'innocence'.
I should finish my soup now, though, Draco's giving me a good look up and down. I suppose he'll want to see me later. I'll need my strength later as well, he looks peculiarly hungry.