Disclaimer: I own them all.  Not really, just wishful thinking.

Notes: Written in boredom – induced haze.  Draco and Harry are just cute together, ne?

This was spawned by the demented fantasies my friend and I think up after too much sugar and not enough sleep.

"In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends." – Martin Luther King (1929-1968)

Darkened Light

Elven features,

White-blonde hair,

Steel gray eyes,

An icy stare.

A practiced sneer,

A lazy drawl,

Tailored robes,

Ambitions tall.

His fathers son,

Named for myth,

Of passionant nature,

And flaming hiss.

Two hulking servants,

Of gorilla size,

With empty heads,

And shoulders wide.

Quiet child,

Reared with lies,

Messy black hair,

And bright green eyes.

Defeated the Lord,

Of Darkness strong,

Raised the light,

To banish wrong.

Servant of Light,

Meets Dark Lords toy,

Bright dark, pale light,

And unspent joy.

They met in school,

Hate at first sight,

Insults and injury,

Day and Night.

This continued,

First through Forth,

Till in Fifth,

A change was wrought.

A detention shared,

A friendship began,

But still in public,

They continued the sham.

Together in private,

Green and Gold,

Friendship deepened,

Into love untold.

Working together,

Against the dark,

Living together,

No arguments start.

Dark Lord gone,

Boys grown old,

To each other,

Their hearts have sold.

Just to prove,

Initial hate,

Doesn't mean,

That love will wait.

Buried together,

Memories found,

Roses pushing,

Up from the ground.

Tombstone read,

"Sadly Missed",

They don't know,

The half of it.

Two together,

Forever more,

Time for us,

To close the door.

Let us leave,

The dead to rest,

Live the life,

So many missed.