Just a short angsty fic for Valentine's Day. The speaker's pretty obvious, but I like it better this way.

The Harry Potter universe and all characters therein do not belong to me. I am merely borrowing them and have no intent on making any sort of profit from them.

C&C welcome.

Alone in the Tower

I like being alone.

When I'm alone, I'm safe. Secure. Nobody hurts me.

I like being alone.

Father taught me very well.

I learned from him that all people will hurt you. It's only a matter of time.

I learned that unless you hurt them first, they'll hurt you.

I like being alone.

I love my Father, but I can't afford to.

He hasn't hurt me.

But he will.

It's only a matter of time.

I like being alone.

Every night, I go to sleep in pain.

I hurt.

I want someone.

Anyone.

No. Not anyone.

Him.

Where is my knight?

Where is my savior come to rescue me from this infernal tower?

I curse and rail against my captor. I hate this damn tower.

I'm alone here.

And I'm so alone.

He saves everyone else. Why can't he save me?

I like being alone.

I'm safe and nobody hurts me.

Nobody but me.

I like being alone.

Maybe I should jump.

I hate being alone.