Title: Wait for Morning
Author: Mortis-Exspectare-Tu
Disclaimer: These characters belong to J.K. Rowling, not me.
Rating: PG., I guess.
Summary: Harry must wait for morning.
A/N: This is not beta-ed. I do have a beta, but she appears to be shunning me, so oh well. This is short, not very good, and written in a weird format, I already know, so if you are doing me the favour of reviewing or sending me an e-mail, don't complain about those things, please.
Wait for Morning
I think about it in this cell.
One curse, no blood was shed.
I saved them all,
but all they could think about were the two words that I said.
I have only one companion,
my silver-haired archenemy.
Although we've become friends now.
Five years trapped with someone will do that to you.
He says I'm insane
I don't doubt him,
but I know I have not completely descended into that world,
yet.
In the morning we will be free,
both of us.
That freedom comes at a terrible price.
One so high, most would not be willing to pay it,
but I am.
They will all pay.
They will all endure as much pain as I have.
They deserve it.
I saved them,
but they locked me away.
Morning is almost here,
And with it,
Freedom.
I can almost taste it.
Soon we will be free
from the chains,
from the walls,
from the bars,
from this place.
Author: Mortis-Exspectare-Tu
Disclaimer: These characters belong to J.K. Rowling, not me.
Rating: PG., I guess.
Summary: Harry must wait for morning.
A/N: This is not beta-ed. I do have a beta, but she appears to be shunning me, so oh well. This is short, not very good, and written in a weird format, I already know, so if you are doing me the favour of reviewing or sending me an e-mail, don't complain about those things, please.
Wait for Morning
I think about it in this cell.
One curse, no blood was shed.
I saved them all,
but all they could think about were the two words that I said.
I have only one companion,
my silver-haired archenemy.
Although we've become friends now.
Five years trapped with someone will do that to you.
He says I'm insane
I don't doubt him,
but I know I have not completely descended into that world,
yet.
In the morning we will be free,
both of us.
That freedom comes at a terrible price.
One so high, most would not be willing to pay it,
but I am.
They will all pay.
They will all endure as much pain as I have.
They deserve it.
I saved them,
but they locked me away.
Morning is almost here,
And with it,
Freedom.
I can almost taste it.
Soon we will be free
from the chains,
from the walls,
from the bars,
from this place.