Descend to Darkness
Disclaimer: I don not own the harry potter word nor its characters save for my own. OC Shiloh Sky.
Introduction
Potter. How I loathed the very mention of the name. Even it my last moments as I lay on the cold ground staring up all I could see were his hideous green eyes.
I clutched the front of his robes jerking him closer to me my eyes narrowed as I hissed as loud as I could muster my chest heaving.
"Even in death Potter... I hate you." My hand fell from his robes breathing became far too difficult as I fought to keep my eyes open to see the horror or his pathetic pale face, "You did this to me, you made me this way, and you have killed me Potter."
"I didn't force you to do anything..." He began but froze as I laughed
"Whatever makes you feel better about yourself Potter." I coughed up a handful of blood, "My blood is now on your hands... which makes you no better then Voldemort."
"I am nothing like Voldemort." he growled slowly shaking furiously no doubt thinking of how Voldemort had murdered his parents.
"Wanna bet?" I wheezed, "You're a murderer like Voldemort."
"I haven't murdered anyone!" he protested
"You murdered me."
"You tried to kill me! I was defending myself! I didn't mean..."
"Yes but does that really justify what you've done to me?" I growled, "At least i'll fess up to my sins Potter."
Ah that look. That sorrowful horrified look that washed over Potter's face now was the one I had been waiting for.
"Why are you doing this?" He uttered under his breath trying to tame his temper
"I haven't done anything Potter. You're the one who utterly destroyed me."
He shook his head looking away and my heart sunk inside my because I realized my plans of strangling Potter to death myself would never be fulfilled.
My hate which had been burning like a furnace was no longer so much as flickering as I stared into the sky feeling as my life painfully, slowly slipping away.
How odd I thought, that my life would end with the same way it had started... with Harry Potter.
