This was written for the Poem in Two Voices challenge by CierraLuv97, who by the way is awesome. Just to let everyone know. Anyway, all the text in italics is Draco and the regular text is Harry. The format got all screwed up when I uploaded this so I had to settle for that. Oh well. Remember to review and stuff. :)


I am Harry Potter.

I am Draco Malfoy.

I wonder whether I can really win this war.

I wonder why I was chosen to kill Dumbledore.

I hear everyone whisper about me as I walk past.

I hear the Dark Lord's voice in my dreams.

I see all their eyes – on me.

I see his cold, uncaring face.

I want them to realize that I'm only a child.

I want to live up to my father's expectations.

I am nothing special.

I am a pure blood.

I pretend to know what I'm doing.

I pretend to be cocky and proud.

I feel like I'm going to crack under the pressure.

I feel like this job is too much.

I touch the shard of Sirius's mirror.

I touch my wand, the weapon of choice.

I worry that I will not be able to defeat Voldemort.

I worry that I won't have the courage to finish it.

I cry alone, silently, so no one will hear.

I cry staring in a mirror, doubting myself again.

I am a coward.

I am scared.

I understand that only I can do this.

I understand that I can't back out.

I say Voldemort's name – I'm not afraid of it.

I say that I will complete my task.

I dream of the day that everyone is safe.

I dream of the glory I will receive.

I hope that when the time comes, I'm ready.

I hope that my courage won't fail me.

I am the Boy Who Lived.

I am a Death Eater.