Frayed Ends
Here is a teensy little ficlet originally posted over at the G&H forum at fiction alley. It's (very very) loosely based on the song Frayed Ends by Midtown. Gotta love those emo kids :) Anyway, as per usual, I own nothing of any value in this ficlet, except maybe the word arangement. The characters and concept of Harry Potter and Co. belong to JKR and the title is Midtown's. WARNING: THIS IS SLASH!
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Another day has passed and I've watched it consume you. All the malice and the hatred and the hurt. I feel so helpless, like I'm standing by and watching you self-destruct. But you try and convince me nothing's changed; that we can continue to exist. That he will not; cannot stand in the way.
But you are wrong, Draco. Those are beautiful lies. He is already standing in the way. Before we part you always tell me, "Be beautiful for me Harry." How can I be anything for you if I cannot tell the world that you are the very reason for my being, beautiful or otherwise? If I cannot shout my love from the rooftops for fear of him? Because, Draco, he would surely kill you if he knew. Lately I feel his shadow hanging over us when we're together, causing me to shiver in the midst of a warm embrace.
We don't agree on these divisions, on what is black or white or grey. But I've always known that lovers do not always have to agree in order to have a fulfilling relationship. I always rather liked that we could argue even while in the throes of passion; it's thrilling and somehow so very intrinsically "us". But this is more than a quarrel. Draco, you blew me off for a Deatheater meeting!
You cannot know how deeply this has wounded me, and I am terrified to tell you. I can't help but think that would be the last straw for us. You would grow all moody and defensive and then stomp off, leaving me all alone. You don't see what a death-grip Voldemort has got on your life. You don't see what a death-grip you have got on mine.
Why can't you recognize what's in front of you? Why can't you be strong for me? For us? Please, I'm wearing thin.