(One shot. Written on a train… xD I wanted to write a drabble one shot. Goes from HBP to DH.
I own nothing about Harry Potter. Seriously I just wish I did. I make no money from this…
r & r Please :D)
My blonde hair lies below my shoulders in all of its curled perfection.
My Chocolate brown eyes stare at you longingly, wishing you would stare at me with the same expression.
My curved figure showed off by the clothes I wear.
Most of the guys would die to be with me, yet you seem to see straight through me as if I was invisible.
What is wrong with you?
You broke my heart.
Your brown eyes full of lies, staring straight at me, shouting, screaming.
Trying to deny what I saw, what I know, what I have always known.
Her bushy hair, her frumpy look, different to me, that is what you love.
You don't speak for weeks, you argue all the time. Yet she is who you prefer.
What is wrong with you?
My chocolate eyes puffy and red, tears streaming down my face.
You're not here. Neither is she.
Thoughts run through my head unsure what to think.
They say your sick, but HE is missing too. I know better.
What is wrong with you?
Torture and mayhem that's what fills my world.
My heart is healing, my body is breaking.
How do we stop them ruining the school.
Blood spills from the cuts on my body. Detention with them. More like torture.
The school is no longer a school. More like a prison.
What is wrong with them?
You came back. Looking tired and run down.
With him. And Her. But I am relieved to see you all alive.
War is coming and chaos reins through us.
Panic and charms, saving lives, taking lives. That is what we must do.
We fight to make it better.
What is wrong with the world?
Death Eaters falling, The innocent dying.
The stairs collapse. Taking me with them.
Pain is what I feel. A crack and pain. My long slender legs, broken.
Blood flowing from more wounds. Unable to find my wand.
What is wrong with the world?
A flash of grey, flesh on flesh. Pressure on my porcelain skin.
An unfamiliar face smirking down at me. Flashing his white teeth.
More pain, more torture. My flesh torn open.
My Porcelain perfect ruined.
What is wrong with me?
The face vanished with a loud bang. She saved me…
The world grew darker as my heart continued to pound.
A Burning sensation ran through me.
My brain swirled and everything went dark.
What with wrong with me?
My blonde curls matted in blood.
My body stiff, covered in bandages. To hide the scars
My memories blurry. Unsure of what went on.
Faces looking at me worried. Concerned. Frightened.
What happened to me?
