A/N-So, yes, I know this is probably never going to be read within the ocean of far cooler HP fics, but I just had to write it down. And be forewarned:This may...kind of suck? 'Cause this is the first time I'm writing something like this, and I'm only writing this for myself?
But I'm still writing it because I felt as though I just HAD to, so some CC would always be welcome.
On with the story.
Prologue
It was the worst summer of my life.
But it felt like the best.
When you're close to someone who understands you better than anyone ever has, whose dreamy, ocean eyes can suck you into an utopia that's nothing like your pathetic life, but is a better place, one with just the two of you, your brilliant thoughts, plans and ideas; when someone can make you forget your worries, flaws, problems, and everything else in the world with just a quick smile and can seemingly lift the crushing weight of the world off your shoulders; when someone gets you, knows you better than you know yourself, and is your true solace and only hideout from reality and the rest of the world, it's easy to overlook their flaws. Easy to see past what you know will only bring trouble.
You know all this, but you venture further down that alluring path, a path you know will turn out to be nothing but a mirage. You help them by adding fuel to an already blazing, dangerous, unstoppable fire that could eventually extinguish thousands of admittedly small, but extremely strong lights that beat continuously inside the hearts of the people you love.
But at that moment, it seems as though your feelings for them are stronger and far more important than anything else. You go further, knowing, in your heart of hearts, that you'll regret this later. But why should you care, when you have them? Why should you care about later when you have them beside you now, always helping you go on, helping you discover the joys of love and passion? Why, you ask yourself, should you be cautious, as you have always been, when you feel happy and contented for the first time in your life?
And then, reality hits you in the face harder than any blow could. Its impact nearly knocks you off your feet; you don't know how to proceed, whom to turn to, where to go. The path that seemed so clear-cut, so obvious, earlier, is barely visible through the dense fog that now clogs your vision. You feel so stupid, so lost, so utterly confused and desolate.
That is how I felt.
How I still do.
Kay, guys (that is, if someone somehow managed to find this fic, which is highly doubtful; if you did, then...wow. Thanks, I guess), that's it for now. It's short, I know, just a little over 500 words, but I'm working on Chapter 1 now. So...sayonara for now!
~GB639