Hatelove
A/N: This story is told from Ginny's point of view and is about Draco. It's strange and metaphorical and dark, and you know you love it.
Hatelove
I want to burn. It's so scorching out now; I want to incinerate and watch myself turn to ashes. I want you to watch me, to cry over me; your disingenuous tears will only fan the flames. I want to set you on fire and watch you burn with me. And you will be mine, if only for a moment.
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I want to freeze. I want to be cold like you; I want to finally comprehend you. I want you to listen to me without dismissing me, to look me in the eye, to cut through me and keep me for yourself. I want to be bitter; I want to be lifeless. I want to be yours.
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I want to kill you. I want you to cower at my wand; I want to hear you apologize and plead and scream again and again, but I still won't care. I want to see you cry. And, for once, you will belong to me. It will be my turn to save you.
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I want you to lie to me. I want you to tell me that you love me and that I'll always be yours, even as my head tells me otherwise. I want you to whisper to me, words so sickly-sweet and sugarcoated that I'll gag and choke on them. I want manipulation; I want deception. I want to finally enter your world, and I want you in mine, at least for tonight.
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I want to be like you. I want to smirk, I want to kill, I want to fabricate, I want to deceive. I want to cast a spell over the entire world; I want to dismiss you with one glance. I want to hurt you like you've hurt me. I want you to want me.
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Ever since I first met you, I've always traveled just a few steps behind. The thing that hurts me the most is the knowledge that, no matter what, I will spend my whole life trying to catch up. And, no matter what, I never will.
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I want you…
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