I do not own Harry Potter only this plot
SinsYou are my drug my elixir without you I wouldn't survive; and yet I know this is wrong. We are wrong but I just can't bring myself to stop I love you so dammed much.
I gaze at you as you and your porcelain skin as you sleep. It would be so easy to kill you right now all the Haroxes are destroyed. So you would stay dead; but I can't bring myself to do it. I never can. Some savior I am I cant even save myself from this condemning emotion.
The sun is rising now and I find myself wondering how long Iv been watching you for as I notice your ruby eyes open to regard me silently.
You smirk when you see me there watching you and you slowly raise the sunlight caressing your skin; and I notice two sets of blood-covered scratches on you shoulders. The dried blood cracking as you move. Funny I don't remember giving them to you last night. Of course I can't remember much of last night.
I suddenly am suddenly aware of the blood and cum covering my thighs. So with a slight grimace I quietly slip out of bed and follow you to the bathroom and the shower within. You wash me silently neither of us feeling the need to speak just taking comfort in each other's presence one last time.
The end of the war is here the final battle will soon be upon us; and one of us will die at the hands of the other. We have tried to find a way around it. Searched for months to stop it but it's the only way. Hopefully we will see each other wherever the dead go; but for now we force ourselves to forget, and for just a little wile I am not the savior of the light and you are not the lord of darkness. I am just your Harry and you are just my Tom
Fin
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