Title: Beneath the Masks
Rating: PG
Author: Tigeressbeam
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I own nothing, that is JK Rowlings department
A/N Alrighty Folks, I hope this doesn't disappoint anybody who actually likes my stories, I wrote and edited this in under an hour, its several chapters long but the chapters are short, NO COMMENTS ON GRAMMAR PLEASE, I know my spelling and grammar suck, telling me about it will not help. Any Way, on with the show,
Oh, before I forget, If you find yourself looking for some more good ficcage, check out my other stories, and my friend Starwolf the insanes' fics. Cheers ~ Tigeressbeam
True Power
Perfection, how I despise that word and all that it encompasses, Beauty, poise, manners, and flawless control, in two words, perfection can be defined as I have learned it. Lucius Malfoy.
Cold, heartless, cruel, and controlled, I wanted nothing more then to be him, to be as strong as he, as powerful as he. Children make mistakes. I learned quickly the fine line between control and fear, it was as though a mask had been removed, a blindfold that had distorted my sight for years and now his smiles, full of gracefulness and elegance, are nothing more then a pretense, like putty, flexible to fill the appropriate mold that was expected of it. Everything, his power, his strength, nothing more then a façade, a silver mask and death mark a symbol of his frailty and fear.
Everyday the clouds darken, the sky's sapphire hue graying with the onslaught of fear and pain, but yet I have never seen more clearly as I do not, teetering on the edge of unknown trails. I have shown true power, in tears my father fears to release, and with emotions he fears to show.
I am who I who I am, and that makes me powerful.