Title: Animus Lacrima

Author: Terry Drake Potter Malfoy (a.k.a. Terry Maxwell)

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Type: One shot.

Rating: PG-13

Pairing: Harry/Draco

Warnings: Death of a character. Swearing. n.n

Disclaimer: HP and his entire universe… belongs to J.K.Rowling… No monetary benefits are pursued by doing this.

Author's note: This was born today… while I was waiting for a friend that never came… I hope all of you like it…

If someone finds any grammatical error please feel free to tell me… Feedback highly appreciated

Summary: Harry Potter lost… In a world rule by Voldemort… what happened to the "Boy who lived"


"Animus Lacrima"

Please lend me your strength

Don't you see I'm not the person

that I was before?

My soul is cold and dying.

The loneliness has eaten my heart.

My body has been broken

so many times that I already

lost the count.

Why me?

Why are they hurting me?

My only sin was to born.

It must be a Capital Sin

'cause now I'm all alone.

First my parents.

Then my godfather.

My teachers, classmates

and my dearest friends.

They are all death.

The nightmare of horrors

never ends.

Hundreds of screams, cries,

blood spilled everywhere.

Hordes of enemies…

Only one Demon

Lord Voldemort.

I had been defeated.

He did not kill me.

No… why spare me all the pain

that live will give me?

Now I'm completely broken.

What I have?

Nothing.

They rape me, beat me,

torture me in every single way.

And where were you?

Why now that I'm like this?

Why you came?

To pity me?

Well, laugh of my destiny.

Here, right in front of me.

Your silky golden hair falls over

your gorgeous stormy grey eyes

and I struggle to lift your face

and stare into them.

Why are you crying for?

I'll never think I'll see the day

when you cry for this poor

"Boywhofuckinglived"

My heart is still beating

so I'm alive.

You said to me

"I have no choice".

I believe you Draco.

But, you did not answer me.

Why are you crying for?

What? What did you said?

This is the darkest hour

of my miserable life.

And yet you my nemesis

"The Slytherin Ice Prince"

told me "I love you".

Ironic.

Wicked.

Sad.

"I always love you too, Draco."

But, that was not mended to be.

We are the two sides of the coin.

Good and Evil.

Light and Darkness.

Life and Death.

Love and Hate.

Ying and Yang.

We don't know where one

begins, and where it ends.

My mind is foggy.

My breaths are shallow.

You and I know it.

I'm dying at last.

Don't cry!

There's nothing you can do.

Life is like this.

He won the war.

Your side won the war.

Be happy my Dragon.

I'm glad to die in your arms.

Maybe… some day…

in another life…

we will love each other again

and live happily ever after.

The last thing I felt

were your arms holding me.

And the lingering flavour

of your kiss.

Harry Potter.

OWARI