Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters.
Warning: Contains slash/het/crack. If you don't like it, then you shouldn't bother reading or reviewing.
Pairing: Ginny/Draco and Severus/Ron
The generator has been used once again. Obviously.
Dark
Atramentous.
Obfuscous.
Caliginous.
Inky.
Murky.
Pitch black.
Complete shadow.
Name it anyway you want to, it was within every soul. And once it had some form of feed, it grew. And grew, and grew. It grew until you fell into the dark with no light in sight. You were made blind, and that blindness became so strong that you'd forget what the light ever looked like.
So when a piece of light finally yanked him out of that darkness, he wept.
Draco had been brought up with too many stuck-up morals. He had been pulled apart by his father and his fathers friends, and yet he had managed to stay standing. Thanks to her. A Weasley. Yes, he loved her, and yes he would do anything for her. For his first and last piece of light.
"Is that all we're here for, Severus?" the blonde asked.
"Yes. We can't bring them down into our darkness. It's our duty to keep them from falling by being here ourselves," he replied sadly.
"So, we can only love them from afar?"
"Yes."
"They had to be Weasley's didn't they?" Draco laughed without humour.
"They did. That's how we know they have so little darkness in them. It's why we chose them."
"Yeah. I suppose."
Letting the conversation drift into silence, Severus thought back on the irony of the situation. Ron and his sister had such strong flaming hair, flames to show them what light looked like. And Severus had never been more grateful.
Brooding Darkness: Okay, just one more to go! And yes, it is completely weird that I know so many word for 'dark'. Anyway, thank you so much for reading! Please review!
