This work of fanfiction is slash (male/male relationships). The characters do not belong to me.
The onset of frost
I can see you silhouetted in one of the east tower windows. I can see you push the other figure up against the glass as you lean forward in passionate embrace that is not unfamiliar to me.
And you know I am watching.
Seconds later, you leave your lover still flat against the window, while the night breezes play against my skin. I'm not sure why, but I breathe a sigh of relief as you disappear from the illuminated window, although you'll never stop your game. I take a moment to calm my nerves and look up at the ink blotted sky. The air is sharp, paving the way for winter and the onset of frost, but these thoughts are swept aside as you reappear at the base of the tower, silver-blonde head drawing ever nearer.
I hate that you love each one of those silhouetted figures with a fierce determination. No, I hate that you love the passionate dizziness more than the lovers themselves. You get away with it, beautiful one: hair like fine silk, eyes like cold mist, and heart of fire. You can have it all because it is so easy to succumb to your angelic exterior. Your breath on my neck is all I dream of night after night. Your mischievous smile and glittering eyes haunt me when you leave. I can't get enough. When you smile on me, I can forget everything because you make my world better for that brief second.
When you cast your eyes silently on me, I feel like nothingness. Intense and questioning, you make me feel inadequate, clumsy and awkward. It's ice that forms around us: imperfect, clouded, artless ice. You don't know what you do… I deny myself- I know you take pleasure in seeing me squirm. You are cruel behind those silver lashes and sly smile. Without the passion you are as a statue to the outside world, but I can always try, Draco. You can make me believe.
I stare obstinately at ground when you arrive and stand before me, you're willing to wait until I give in. How could I forget that this game is yours? You are the maker and the breaker of the rules. I look up to meet your soft expression and it is hard not to hide in your arms, but I must be resolute. I must tell you that this game is too much for me to handle.
"Harry." Your breath melts into the air.
That's it. That's all it takes to break me. Is this weakness on my part? I can't think when you're here like this, Draco. I know you understand the power you have. I bend only for you and your smile and your fiery heat. As I collapse into your waiting embrace, I know your eyes glitter and gleam, I know you will have your other lovers, I know I am helpless, and clearest of all, I know you have won again.
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