Eyes
Warning: Slash.
Disclaimer: I don't own Cirque du Freak or Harry Potter.
Pairing: Evra Von/Harry.
Notes: Merla and Evra aren't together in this anymore, but once were and still had the three children.
Word Count: 385 (only actual Drabble)
One Drabble a Day Challenge, Date: Thursday, September 8th, 2009
Eyes
It wasn't much of a secret, but my favorite color was, and would always be, green. It was the color of my skin and eyes and the color that tinted my slightly other wise blond hair. It was the color of my snakes, which I loved more than you could imagine.
It was the color of his eyes.
He--Harry--was gorgeous: the second I saw, I wondered why he was working at Cirque du Freak. I mean, the only thing that stood out about him was his beauty, he was just so gorgeous. He kind of reminded me of Snow White from Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs: he had 'skin as white as snow, hair as black as ebony and lips as red as roses', a tall, slim form and an elfish face with aristocratic features. One of my favorite things about him were his fingers: they were slim and elegant and practicality made for the piano, which he played so perfectly.
He was also kind, and soft spoken. He was kind to everyone in the Cirque and loved to play with Lilia, Shancus, Urcha, who had started to call him their second 'mother'. Merla thought it was adorable.
He was even dating me. Snake boy.
Ever since I've met Mr. Tall, my self conscious, self hatred had faded and I've felt comfortable in my skin. But ever since meeting him, I've always felt inadequate. He was gorgeous, perfect and dating me. In love with me, and not any of the gorgeous women or men that stare at him for hours during shows, or even Darren who has a crush on him.
He never looked at anyone but me, never kissed anyone but me. I was even his first. You have no idea how much that can boost a guy's ego, but at the same time make him feel so unworthy. I'd always get so antsy and worried because I felt he would look into the crowd, or even our Cirque 'family', and fall for someone who would match him in beauty....
...and then he would look me in the eyes, with his emerald eyes that were so enticing I could stare at them for hours, and I'd feel so much better. So confident.
And then I'd kiss him.
And he would kiss me back.