::A/N::
________ =Flashbacks/thoughts
(( ____ ))=Diary/Journal entries or just things one of them wrote **FYI: I wrote all of the poems, ect so please ask before you take and give me credit cuz copyin and pastin dont take skill.... **
*** _____ ***=Song lyrics- look at the song credits at the end of each chapter....
disclaimer: I don't own the HP series, yada yada...
Fic Info:
Title: Whispers of Suicide
Rating: R for violence, gore, suicide, drug use, heavy language, some sexual situations
Summary:
Draco is struggling with his life- his suicide attempts getting worse and worse...
Pansy is fighting with her all to keep him alive, but he is slowly dragging her down with him...
Other Info:
Told in different POVs, each time ** is put between text, the POV changes. Contains things like letters, diary entries, song lyrics, and the occasional "Daily Prophet" article. Told in a very interesting and capturing way....
Thanks to:
TwistedChild- thankies!
Daisie- my wonderful reviewer who reviews all my fics- i heart you!
February- :) :)
Taintless- wow! thanks! check out my other fics too, i think you'd like em!
the hope conspiracy- yes, evanescence rocks! (well, duh, or else i wouldnt use them in like ALL MY FICS lol)
Thanks to all my reviewers!!
******************************************************************************************************
Pansy awoke, her head pounding. A professor had found her in the common room- half dead.
Scars traced up and down her arms, where he had....hurt her.
The memories pained her.
At that moment-
she wanted to die.
**
"Mr. Malfoy has been sent home, Miss. Parkinson. No need to worry anymore."
"Home? He hasn't got a home. His parents are both dead."
"He was sent to live with his aunt and uncle, and we found him help. Things will be okay now."
"No, Professor....no, they won't."
Pansy turned and left Dumbledore's office, holding back tears.
She hated him. She wished him dead for all the horrible things he'd done to her.
And yet...
she loved him. She missed him. She wanted him more then anything.
**
That morning at breakfast, the post came in- owls screeching overhead, dropping letters to students around the Great Hall. A letter fell into Pansy's hands- and she examined it. Familiar writing. Could it be.....?
"You're the only one I want.
You're the only one I love.
I'll find a way back to you.
I promise you this.
Don't you scream, precious...
I'll be there soon."
**
((I'm terrified. I'm so scared. He's gonna find me. I can't hide. He'll find me....and he'll hurt me again. There's no way out. He'll hunt me down.))
***Watching me, wanting me-
I can feel you pull me down...
Fearing you, loving you-
I won't let you pull me down.
*
Hunting you- I can smell you- alive.
Your heart pounding in my head.
*
Watching me, wanting me-
I can feel you pull me down.
Saving me, raping me-
I won't let you pull me down......***
**
The wind stabbed Pansy in the back- stinging her like a thousand knives. The darkness engulfed her- silence. A whisper. A breath on her neck. She ran. Tears streamed from her face- too scared to make a sound. She fell- hitting the cold, hard ground with a thud. Another whisper. Her name. "Precious....I'm here...."
Pansy let out a shrill scream.
"Pansy...Pansy...."
Pansy screamed again, tears still falling from her eyes...
"Pansy. Pansy! Pansy wake up! Pansy it was only a nightmare- it's okay!"
Pansy's eyes snapped open, looking up into the faces of the other girls in her dormitory. Millicent Bulstrode was standing overtop of her, looking worried. Pansy glared at her. "Get away from me...."
"Pansy...are you alright?"
"Get away from me!" Pansy screamed, sitting up.
Millie back slowly away from her bed, the other girls all getting back into their own beds.
"Leave me alone."
Pansy pulled the bed curtains closed, blocking Millie away.
She turned back to her bed, laying back down and covering her head with the blanket.
Kill me, now.
**
Pansy walked into the dormitory, looking around. Everyone else was at dinner. She stopped dead in her tracks. Why were her bed curtains closed? She had opened them before she'd left that morning. She set her books down on the small table by the door, approaching her bed slowly and cautiously. She pulled back the bed curtains- her heart catching in her throat,
A note sat there.
"My precious....
I'm here."
A breath. On her neck.
~*~
......
more soon.
sara
________ =Flashbacks/thoughts
(( ____ ))=Diary/Journal entries or just things one of them wrote **FYI: I wrote all of the poems, ect so please ask before you take and give me credit cuz copyin and pastin dont take skill.... **
*** _____ ***=Song lyrics- look at the song credits at the end of each chapter....
disclaimer: I don't own the HP series, yada yada...
Fic Info:
Title: Whispers of Suicide
Rating: R for violence, gore, suicide, drug use, heavy language, some sexual situations
Summary:
Draco is struggling with his life- his suicide attempts getting worse and worse...
Pansy is fighting with her all to keep him alive, but he is slowly dragging her down with him...
Other Info:
Told in different POVs, each time ** is put between text, the POV changes. Contains things like letters, diary entries, song lyrics, and the occasional "Daily Prophet" article. Told in a very interesting and capturing way....
Thanks to:
TwistedChild- thankies!
Daisie- my wonderful reviewer who reviews all my fics- i heart you!
February- :) :)
Taintless- wow! thanks! check out my other fics too, i think you'd like em!
the hope conspiracy- yes, evanescence rocks! (well, duh, or else i wouldnt use them in like ALL MY FICS lol)
Thanks to all my reviewers!!
******************************************************************************************************
Pansy awoke, her head pounding. A professor had found her in the common room- half dead.
Scars traced up and down her arms, where he had....hurt her.
The memories pained her.
At that moment-
she wanted to die.
**
"Mr. Malfoy has been sent home, Miss. Parkinson. No need to worry anymore."
"Home? He hasn't got a home. His parents are both dead."
"He was sent to live with his aunt and uncle, and we found him help. Things will be okay now."
"No, Professor....no, they won't."
Pansy turned and left Dumbledore's office, holding back tears.
She hated him. She wished him dead for all the horrible things he'd done to her.
And yet...
she loved him. She missed him. She wanted him more then anything.
**
That morning at breakfast, the post came in- owls screeching overhead, dropping letters to students around the Great Hall. A letter fell into Pansy's hands- and she examined it. Familiar writing. Could it be.....?
"You're the only one I want.
You're the only one I love.
I'll find a way back to you.
I promise you this.
Don't you scream, precious...
I'll be there soon."
**
((I'm terrified. I'm so scared. He's gonna find me. I can't hide. He'll find me....and he'll hurt me again. There's no way out. He'll hunt me down.))
***Watching me, wanting me-
I can feel you pull me down...
Fearing you, loving you-
I won't let you pull me down.
*
Hunting you- I can smell you- alive.
Your heart pounding in my head.
*
Watching me, wanting me-
I can feel you pull me down.
Saving me, raping me-
I won't let you pull me down......***
**
The wind stabbed Pansy in the back- stinging her like a thousand knives. The darkness engulfed her- silence. A whisper. A breath on her neck. She ran. Tears streamed from her face- too scared to make a sound. She fell- hitting the cold, hard ground with a thud. Another whisper. Her name. "Precious....I'm here...."
Pansy let out a shrill scream.
"Pansy...Pansy...."
Pansy screamed again, tears still falling from her eyes...
"Pansy. Pansy! Pansy wake up! Pansy it was only a nightmare- it's okay!"
Pansy's eyes snapped open, looking up into the faces of the other girls in her dormitory. Millicent Bulstrode was standing overtop of her, looking worried. Pansy glared at her. "Get away from me...."
"Pansy...are you alright?"
"Get away from me!" Pansy screamed, sitting up.
Millie back slowly away from her bed, the other girls all getting back into their own beds.
"Leave me alone."
Pansy pulled the bed curtains closed, blocking Millie away.
She turned back to her bed, laying back down and covering her head with the blanket.
Kill me, now.
**
Pansy walked into the dormitory, looking around. Everyone else was at dinner. She stopped dead in her tracks. Why were her bed curtains closed? She had opened them before she'd left that morning. She set her books down on the small table by the door, approaching her bed slowly and cautiously. She pulled back the bed curtains- her heart catching in her throat,
A note sat there.
"My precious....
I'm here."
A breath. On her neck.
~*~
......
more soon.
sara