Hey everyone, this is my first one shot and also my first posting of
anything HP! Well, READ AND REVIEW!!!! This is kinda dark so
yeah....enjoy!
Disclaimer: Harry Potter Belongs to J.K. Rowling!!
Soulless
~*~ Harry's POV ~*~
It's tiring, so very tiring. The heated gazes I endure from my so called "admirers". They have no idea. The things I've seen, felt, and done; to be so close to darkness. I've seen death, of course I know others have too but, I've felt it; a caress of cold against my entire being. The blank, soulless eyes staring up at me from their faces; I've seen them all. All my friends die and yet when I wake the next morning there they are, fine, whole and well if not even chipper so early in the morning. And yet, I still seem to go cold when I see their faces; they look so trusting, so caring. I love them, I really do. They are my family, and I feel whole when they are near and at the same time there is a relentless nagging voice in my mind and the gnawing of fear upon my senses.
I smile, nodding as she talks to me, so happy over something as simple as getting a high grade. She's been doing it since we first came to Hogwarts, and yet, I smile, I am happy for her. Then the voice begins to pick up its relentless foreboding once more, seeming to scream within my mind. 'Leave them alone, you will only bring them pain. Haven't they had enough suffering? You're nothing but trouble for them. They will fall and it will be your own fault.' Again and again the voice chants those words like a mantra in my mind. I cringe mentally at the way they support me in mostly everything I do. I need them; I know I couldn't be here without them. They are my one link to sanity and they don't ever realize it.
I hide anything I feel. I tell them I can't remember what happened to my parents; that's a lie. Ever since I saw him return, I've dreamed of it. I saw it, and my blood runs cold in so many emotions at the though that I nearly scream out my frustration and pain but no; no, I can't let anyone know. To see her, to see her face as she put her body over me, the way her eyes went blank with that soulless expression and the way she whispered to me as she turned her back to him to shield my body. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry my little one." Every night, every night for three months I saw nothing but that. I shouldn't have been able to remember it should be humanly impossible to remember, and yet I do and I am haunted by it.
He disgusts me, that bastard who stole my life away from me, who killed my parents, I want revenge, and I will have it if it's the last thing I do. I will kill him; I will kill Voldemort. For my pain, for my fear, for all in myself that I loath, I will make him pay. For every time I have seen a friend hurt because of him I will make him feel the pain tenfold. He wishes to be the greatest and master of us all, then let him try, for if he does, he will have to do more than curses to stop me.
I will not be deterred from my mission. No, for my friends, for my loved ones, for all that I hold dear I will put my life on the line to put an end to him. I will do it for them, no matte the cost. I don't care if I have to drag him to hell myself, even if my soul is condemned to remain in hell, let it be so. I will not stop. Never; let him come, and let him bring everything he has, I will most likely die but, I will die fighting, but not until I've given him hell. So let him come; I'm ready, more ready than anyone knows. Let's play; Voldemort.
Wanna contact me? FadingMoonDragon@aol.com
Me: Well, that was my first dark one shot as well as my first one shot. Please Review and tell me whatcha think. Bye! ^.^
Disclaimer: Harry Potter Belongs to J.K. Rowling!!
Soulless
~*~ Harry's POV ~*~
It's tiring, so very tiring. The heated gazes I endure from my so called "admirers". They have no idea. The things I've seen, felt, and done; to be so close to darkness. I've seen death, of course I know others have too but, I've felt it; a caress of cold against my entire being. The blank, soulless eyes staring up at me from their faces; I've seen them all. All my friends die and yet when I wake the next morning there they are, fine, whole and well if not even chipper so early in the morning. And yet, I still seem to go cold when I see their faces; they look so trusting, so caring. I love them, I really do. They are my family, and I feel whole when they are near and at the same time there is a relentless nagging voice in my mind and the gnawing of fear upon my senses.
I smile, nodding as she talks to me, so happy over something as simple as getting a high grade. She's been doing it since we first came to Hogwarts, and yet, I smile, I am happy for her. Then the voice begins to pick up its relentless foreboding once more, seeming to scream within my mind. 'Leave them alone, you will only bring them pain. Haven't they had enough suffering? You're nothing but trouble for them. They will fall and it will be your own fault.' Again and again the voice chants those words like a mantra in my mind. I cringe mentally at the way they support me in mostly everything I do. I need them; I know I couldn't be here without them. They are my one link to sanity and they don't ever realize it.
I hide anything I feel. I tell them I can't remember what happened to my parents; that's a lie. Ever since I saw him return, I've dreamed of it. I saw it, and my blood runs cold in so many emotions at the though that I nearly scream out my frustration and pain but no; no, I can't let anyone know. To see her, to see her face as she put her body over me, the way her eyes went blank with that soulless expression and the way she whispered to me as she turned her back to him to shield my body. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry my little one." Every night, every night for three months I saw nothing but that. I shouldn't have been able to remember it should be humanly impossible to remember, and yet I do and I am haunted by it.
He disgusts me, that bastard who stole my life away from me, who killed my parents, I want revenge, and I will have it if it's the last thing I do. I will kill him; I will kill Voldemort. For my pain, for my fear, for all in myself that I loath, I will make him pay. For every time I have seen a friend hurt because of him I will make him feel the pain tenfold. He wishes to be the greatest and master of us all, then let him try, for if he does, he will have to do more than curses to stop me.
I will not be deterred from my mission. No, for my friends, for my loved ones, for all that I hold dear I will put my life on the line to put an end to him. I will do it for them, no matte the cost. I don't care if I have to drag him to hell myself, even if my soul is condemned to remain in hell, let it be so. I will not stop. Never; let him come, and let him bring everything he has, I will most likely die but, I will die fighting, but not until I've given him hell. So let him come; I'm ready, more ready than anyone knows. Let's play; Voldemort.
Wanna contact me? FadingMoonDragon@aol.com
Me: Well, that was my first dark one shot as well as my first one shot. Please Review and tell me whatcha think. Bye! ^.^