A/N Hello! Well, I am back... And I am very disappointed! No reviews for my other story. Picky, picky, picky! Well, anyway, I am back, with a 'new' story! Oh boy! Well, as you most likely know from the place at the bottom, * Looks under Title and summary... * This is Harry Potter!

Anyways...

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT own Harry Potter, or the characters, and I am making NO money off of this. Unless you would like to make a donation? Nah. Anyways, I NEED A BETA READER! Beta, Beta! E-mail me, or something of the sort. Then you will probably be reading a lot of stupid crap for the rest of your life...

WARNINGS: HP/DM SLASH! DON`T LIKE DON`T READ! * Crossbones * Icky straight people. When there are so many pretty boys out there who love other pretty boys... nah. Anyways, the Prelude

'If the Moon Could be my Neighbor, and your Face Reflected my Water'

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Harry`s POV

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His face. You know how the moon gleams upon water, making those beautiful waves that shine eredescantly on the surroundings? Like, a pool side, or a reflection? You know how that shine makes it silver, white, and green? And how, just when you think that the still water could not be more beautiful, it comes up that there are such things called ripples. Yes. Ripples. That is what his face makes me think of.

Now, I was done writing. I was done for tonight. I swung my bare feet in the cool lake water, wondering at why he just 'couldn`t ' understand. Why he just 'couldn`t' love me back. And no matter how I tried, his face reminded me of water. Rippling cold, clear water. His eyes reminded me of the mirk that appeared in the water, clouding it as a child set his foot down on an 'Amazon Exploration.'

This brought a smile to my lips. But I realized... slowly, I realized... I was not alone.

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Well, here it is. Chapter hopefully up soon!

P.S., I`m gonna have a crap fit with ff.net! I cannot get the stupid italics working! I don`t care for the stupid little, &!% I things!