Author's Note: This is incredibly weird, I know. I'm not even really sure what it is, but I put it under "poetry." Tell me if you think I should change it. This was my Valentine's Day fic – yeah, I know, oh so romantic. I started writing it with Harry/Ginny in mind, but it kinda morphed out of that. Criticism is greatly appreciated.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter (not that there is really any connection here).
Nightmare
Memories. Happiness. Life.
Gone.
Tragedy. Deceit. Despair.
Rampaging.
Love. Joy. Family.
Vanquished.
Emeralds shining in the dark.
Lost their luster. Dull. Seeing no more.
Swirling in the chaos.
Pools of blood. Drops of ruby wine.
Sickens.
Skin so pale. Bleached bone.
Cold. So cold.
Try to hide. Retreat within the soul.
Screams. Ripped from throats.
Raw. Horrible power.
Frightening.