I know I haven't written in ages this is just a little something I wrote from on OC point of view, when I was feeling a little down. Just a one-shot for my new obsession Harry Potter.
We always promised each other we would be together, never leave. That didn't happen as now I'm left alone in the room of requirement. That's when they came. I sit on the floor with only them, the tears, to comfort me, the tears help though they tell me that it was real, I hadn't imagined everything between us. I wish the tears would leave me alone though now as they are stabbing me in the chest making me feel tight and wheezy, they run to me and collect in groups. The tears they whisper they tell me how much I care, I love. I loved.
The tears don't betray me, they always stay close by and I only have to think of them when I am hurt or unhappy (or both) and they are they. They envelope me- just me and them. The tears don't like others to be around though when they are, they get jealous you see, they say I'm weak when with I'm around others. Though the tears make me feel weak they pry on every happy memory, making me experience them again and realize how bittersweet it all is and how there is no happily ever after. They make me relive every sad memory too, and think every negative thought as without the sadness I don't need them, when I am sad and weak they become stronger and I go crawling back to them. They like to keep me like that making me miserable so that they can survive, I can't sleep and I can't eat; sometimes I think that even breathing is difficult and has to be a conscious decision. Even when they aren't around they lurking around every corner watching, I can't escape they're always there they blind me first making my eyes red and sting. I blink ferociously to try to save myself from their morbid vice but I can't escape.
They arrive throwing themselves at me one after the next, I've never had this many friends who greet me with such pleasure, hell I've never had this many. Sure I've had friends but never hundreds upon thousands one after the next bombarding me. I propel open the rooms doors they're all around me in my eyes, my hair, my mouth suffocating me. I let out a wail and collapse into the foetal position, only seeing his face reliving the moments of his betrayal, our last seconds of union and togetherness. Just me and him against the world. That's what we would say. Shuddering and coughing suffocating ,the lights seem to fade my 'friends' the tears they are betraying me too ; now drowning me...Just like him . Draco.