A/n: W00t! First Outlaw Star, right here! Not very good, but oh well. It'sthree in the morning, and I'm happy enough. Haven't had a chance to really look through the OS section yet, but if anyone knows of anything good, lemme know, okay? Thanks! Btw, this pairing wasn't my idea. I just supplied the angst. Harry's POV is surprisingly easy to write from. But I'm gonna shut up now, promise. Just review please, so I at least know what I'm doing right or wrong. Thanks!
Warnings: Angst, double character death, excessive use of the word 'no'.
No.
It shocks me out of my murdering rage.
No.
The blood is nothing new. That's not what makes me pause.
No.
It's the look on her moon-pale face.
No.
So calm. Collected.
No.
Frozen.
No.
I drop my gun, backing away. My eyes are wide.
No.
I turn away, unable to see her like that. So still.
No.
A shift of fabric from behind me. I strain to control my shaking.
I turn, to meet her cold smile.
Her cool, aloof smile, as the hilt of her once-formidable wooden sword connects with my neck, splintering further as we fall to the ground.
At least I'm going with her.
