D/C JKR owns all HP PPL
Ok, so this doesn't quite fit my "abuse and slash" category, but I thought you might enjoy some drabble.
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Marionette
She left silent foot prints behind her. Her eyes glowed green and emotionless. Her smile long gone. Long black hair down her back flowing and being violently whipped around in the wind. Her arms at her sides, one loose and one clenching a wand so hard the knuckles were white. Her body was taken over. She had lost all control. Deep in her mind was the only place she remained. A tiny thought was suppressed. The deep voice was too powerful. The harshness of it made her body follow in fear. She was strong, but would have broken down and cried if she were free.
"Kill...KILL..." repeated over and over in her ears. The ringing evil laughter gave her shivers. Her entire body was cold and growing numb. No one could help her. No one could help, because no one knew.
Harry woke in the silent night with his head splitting in white hot pain. He was breathing harder than ever before and was covered in cold seat. Panting, he tried to remember his dream that seemed so real...
The old wrinkling man with the evil aura cackled in his tiny stone room. He gazed into a flickering crystal ball. The flickering images were distorted in the glass ball's fog. All of different figures shooting spells to people. Getting close enough, blonde hair gleamed in the misty ball's reflection. The young heir to the Malfoy throne was standing beside the elder man. Draco grinned evilly as Lucius waved his wand with focus. Cho Chang had glazed over eyes and the one crackling name came from her throat.
Harry Potter...
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You like? I might make a story out of it, but not anytime soon. Tell me what you think, Ive never done drabble before.
For now,
-J X