Only For My Pleasure
By Clio
A/N: A one-shot about SS/HG. I dedicate it to Sarah Snape - thanks, girl!
A fallen angel. That was how I knew him.
His silent steps. His deep black eyes. I still remember them.
He was so different, almost a caricature. Impossible to go unnoticed.
I knew that he had been a strong man. It could be seen... sometimes.
But I got to know him when he was already defeated.
The curved shoulders, the emotionless eyes, the sarcastic commentaries. He was a defeated man... and I loved him.
So many times that desperate way of talking, without the slightest hope in us... I hated that, and I provoked him mercilessly.
I'd answer his questions, I'd excel myself in his classes, just to prove him that there was a light in the end of the tunnel. He hated me for that. And, the more irritated he got, the more I provoked him.
I've never asked for his kisses, nor imagined myself in his arms. All I wanted was a little demonstration, something telling me that he recognized my presence.
My days weren't complete without the sight of him, and many times I caught myself looking for him, just to know that he was there.
I've never asked for his kisses, nor imagined myself in his arms. I wouldn't know what to do if something like that happened. Actually, I'd hate if that happened... This love I had would lose its magic, would only be another teenager crush.
I wouldn't allow it!
He was a hero/villain that provided a new prism to my world.
A fantasy that I savored day after day.
I haven't tried to know more about his life, I've refused to find something that would make him human to my eyes.
I've loved him like that, an angel that ran away from hell, but who had no strengths to get to heaven.
THE END
Final note: Fic originally written in Portuguese, translated into English by Noctivague. Beta by Danny RogueRusso. All rights reserved. LOL
