-1Ok so this is my first fic so please don't be too hard on me though I do like constructive critism. Thanks and enjoy!
Disclaimer- I don't own anything but the plot. The characters belong to the god J.K and I just borrowed them for a bit.
Author- Trinity
Pairing- Harry/Draco
Completed?- Yes
Butterflies. Such beautiful, magnificent, wondrous creatures. They start off as a little caterpillar and then they come out of their shell and spread their newly developed , colorful wings and take flight. Do what they were born to do. Make the world a more beautiful place.
"Draco?" His voice startles me from my thoughts. I look over at him and he stares back. "What were you thinking about?"
"Butterflies, Harry, Butterflies" He throws a grin at me and I smile back. It seems like I do that a lot more these days. After Harry killed Voldemort I came out of hiding and told him my true feelings. And thankfully he felt the same way.
I suppose hiding brought me my fascination with butterflies. There was millions of them where the house was located. Out of the corner of my eye I see Harry pick up his sketch pad and continue drawing. I look closer and realize that it's a picture of a purple and blue butterfly. I smile and can see him hanging it up when he's done. I suppose Harry is like a butterfly. He started off a gangly child without knowing anything about what he was to become and then goes away for a while. But when he comes back he kills the monster he was born to kill and spreads his wings and makes the world a more beautiful place. So I guess that makes him my own personal butterfly.
Ok well there you go my very first fic.
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