[ALL CHARACTERS ARE PROPERTY OF J.K ROWLING AND WARNER BROS.]
[R RATED - DO NOT READ IF UNDER 17 OR OFFENDED BY SLASH FICTION]
"This was just for fun, Malfoy. You know that, don't you?"
He took me to pieces and I could never be rebuilt again.
"Don't pretend you felt something. I know what this was."
He reached inside me and pulled out my heart, my soul, every bit of stability in my life.
"You know it was just sex. I never wanted anything more."
And he put on his clothes and walked out of my room. Just left me laying there; Soiled, discarded and used. The steady beat of my pulse filled my ears, beating home the message I was nothing to him.
I loved him and he destroyed me. That's what this comes down to.
Now everywhere I go, every corner I turn, I see him there in perfect happiness. Inside I am rotting, bitterness oozing through my veins like thick, black oil. The only thing that tells me I'm alive is the steady rhythm that beats in my ears every time I am alone, a painful reminder of the morning he threw me aside. I will never be the same.
I learnt to love you, Potter, with all my heart. I can learn to hate you just as completely.
[R RATED - DO NOT READ IF UNDER 17 OR OFFENDED BY SLASH FICTION]
"This was just for fun, Malfoy. You know that, don't you?"
He took me to pieces and I could never be rebuilt again.
"Don't pretend you felt something. I know what this was."
He reached inside me and pulled out my heart, my soul, every bit of stability in my life.
"You know it was just sex. I never wanted anything more."
And he put on his clothes and walked out of my room. Just left me laying there; Soiled, discarded and used. The steady beat of my pulse filled my ears, beating home the message I was nothing to him.
I loved him and he destroyed me. That's what this comes down to.
Now everywhere I go, every corner I turn, I see him there in perfect happiness. Inside I am rotting, bitterness oozing through my veins like thick, black oil. The only thing that tells me I'm alive is the steady rhythm that beats in my ears every time I am alone, a painful reminder of the morning he threw me aside. I will never be the same.
I learnt to love you, Potter, with all my heart. I can learn to hate you just as completely.