Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of its characters so don't sue me!
Pairing: H/D (only vague reference I'm afraid - use your imagination!!)
Plot: Quick one-shot songfic about how Harry copes with all of the pressure placed upon him. There's a hill involved, if that makes it more appealing to read? Kind of angsty, but not as dark as some of the fics out there, so no flames please, for false promises!
Song: Life of my own, by 3 Doors Down - (wicked)
Living risky, never scared, wander
Closer to the edge
Nothing valued think no fear, always
Wondering why you're here
Rain pours in a near-endless sheet, obscuring the surrouding landscape, which shocks of light struggled to illuminate. The eerie wind moaned its pain, the sound mingling with the ferocity of the storm. At the hub of the chaos knelt a slight figure, bent to gravity long ago. Water poured off the down-turned face in a steady stream, plastering dark hair to the figure's head. Clothes offered no protection from this kind of treatment, and hung lank from the figure's slumped frame.
All your purposes are gone, nothing's
Right and nothing's wrong
Nothing ventured, nothing gained,
Feel no sorrow, feel no pain
The figure's stillness proved direct opposition to the raging storm, yet within the body's shell a fire raged out of control, stoked by the very control that kept it contained. Raising sorrow darkened eyes to the heaving heavens, thoughts flickered and lit, perfect tinder due to their long, dry neglect.
Kiss me while I'm still alive
Kill me while I kiss the sky
Let me die on my own terms, let me
Live and let me learn
Now I'll follow my own way, and I'll
Live on to another damn day
Freedom carries sacrifice, remem-
Ber when this was my life
Death; Chaos; Destruction; Always me; 'Cause and effect'; Sirius; Blue eyes gleaming; 'Why?'; 'Someone has to'; 'World needs a hero'; 'Everyone has a destiny'; Blood; Screaming; 'It hurts…so much'; Blue eyes closing; Envy; Anger; Fear; Quickened breathing - 'who's there?'; Bloody hands reaching out; 'Why did you leave us?'; Hurt eyes; Empty eyes; 'Rules don't matter anymore'; Bloody stream in bloody eyes; Fire in the veins - spilling over; 'Who cares anyway?!'
Looking forward, not behind,
Everybody's got to cross that line
Free me now to give me a place,
Keep me caged and free the beast
Salty tears leaked from wide-held eyes, mingling with the water as it poured off of cold-white skin. The fire within spread to the eyes, making them spark and crackle, warming the statue of a person. Questions surged up, repressed for so long, unanswered as of yet, and not happy with their past imprisonment. Head tilted back farther, mouth opened against his will, sound exited without his consent or his censorship.
Falling faster, time goes by, fear is
Not seen through these eyes
What there was will never be, now
I'm blind and cannot see
"WWWHHHHYYYYY???!!"
Kiss me while I'm still alive
Kill me while I kiss the sky
Let me die on my own terms, let
Me live and let me learn
Cutting through the storm like a whip, the question echoed around the hilltop, unanswered yet again. Slumping back down, the figure froze as he recalled the answers he had been offered in one guise or another.
Now I'll follow my own way, and
I'll live on to another damn day
Freedom carries sacrifice, remem-
Ber when this was my life
'I trust you'; 'I know you'; 'Chance and choice'; 'Fluke'; 'I love you'; 'I want you'; 'I need you'; 'Kismet'; 'Accident'; 'Who cares? It just is'; 'Destiny'
Kiss me while I'm still alive
Kill me while I kiss the sky
Let me die on my own terms, let
Me live and let me learn
One lone voice made its way back, standing apart from the others by its arrogance, its lack of demands, its acceptance without placing huge faith on its belief. Cold eyes flashed in front of the still figure's face, created by imagination, known by memory. A thoughtful expression creased the smooth brow, serious consideration for once undertaken. A slight smile quirked the lips upwards, even as a mixture of puzzlement and amusement warmed the grey eyes, 'Why not?'.
Now I'll follow my own way, and
I'll live on to another damn day
Freedom carries sacrifice,
Remember when this was my life.
Steam rose from the soaking figure on the ground, as the inner fire quenched once more. Stiffly rising from his kneeling position, the rain lessened and the lightning stopped crackling, the storm vanishing as he regained his feet. A warm wind rose up, curling along the ground as it raced towards the moving figure. Turning towards civilisation he headed back to his life, stiffness fading as he walked, clothes dry by the time he reached the bottom of the hill. Running a hand through his still damp hair, Harry assumed the mantle of hero once more, the thought of his love keeping him from looking back. Keeping him from breaking down once more.
Kind of angsty, and probably not very good, but I just felt like doing it! I know I haven't updated any of my other fics in AGES, and I apologise if you've read my other fics and want to know why I am wasting my time on this shit when I could be writing another chapter for a 'reasonable' fic! You probably won't get any updates from me after this one-shot for a while, and the reason is I am doing exams.
You should all know how crappy exams are, so I won't bore you with details and other petty excuses, other than to say I have been wiped, and I should really be revising right now. Anyway, hope you enjoyed this little offering, and I will hopefully be back writing soon (ish) - keep reading good fics (G-Wing, HP, LOTR's etc) and keep writing!!
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