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Summary: Harry is in love with a bastard...unrequited no less. Why does he get himself into situations like this? Drabble/Ficlet.
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In Love with a Bastard: The Sealed Door
By
Hpfanficfan
The situation was almost funny. It was hard to believe that he could fall in love with the gloomy man behind the tightly sealed door. That greasy basement bat is difficult to understand and even more difficult to get along with. Indeed he was difficult left, right, upside down and backwards.
The first time he showed up outside the doors, the man demanded to know if he was playing some nasty joke. The door closed in his face.
The second time he attempted to convey his affection, the man told him that he did not need any charity and to take his pity elsewhere. The door swung shut.
The third time he tried to set up a date, the man said that he had no need for rescue or love or fresh air. The slamming door shook the earth.
During his fourth visit, the man tried to get him to see that the person in front of him was nothing more than a greasy, big nosed, sallow skinned old man. The door locked with a click.
The fifth time they met, the older man yelled that just because he had saved his life all those times did not mean that he was some kind well-meaning hero. The door sealed with a great big bang, nearly taking off a few fingers.
Next came his sixth attempt…
And the seventh…
Not to mention the eight…
And each time the man turned away from him, letting the door, the very reliable door, separate him from the the one seeking his affection.
Sealed away in his dungeon, the man was alone.
But once more, he stood again in the damp, cold dungeons and knocked on that thrice on the sealed door.
The door opened, and a dim light came from within.
"You again, Potter?"
Harry smiled sheepishly, still wondering how he had fallen in love with this bastard.
The door sealed shut once more.
But inside, the light became slightly brighter.
End
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