Sinking Deeper

GoddessMoonLady

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GML: Okay! here's another of my little Creative writing peices. My classmates really liked this one.

Draco: There weren't any Squralls nearby were there?

GML: ::frowns:: ::confused:: Nooo..... why?

Draco: ::smirk:: 'Cause anyone that likes this HAS to be Nuts.

GML: Grrr... ::nocks D unconcious:: Git!

Harry: Draco! You... You... Nocked him out!

GML: ::rolls eyes:: Nah Harry, he nocked himself out. Insert sarcasm here. ::rolls eyes::

Snape: ::sigh:: 10 points from Slytherin for nocking out your housemate and another ten for not telling the readers that you don't own 'HP'.

GML: But! that's 20 points in one chapter!

Snape: Precisley, now on with this thing so you can earn them back. ::sneers::

::H::H::H::H::H::

It's Midnight

I sit here, staring out the tower window, my mind running rampant with thoughts and emotions. I can feel myself falling into darkness.

My thoughts are filled with the troubles of my life. My Godfather dead, like my parents. Killed. Murdured. And there was nothing I could do. My fault.

My life is so dark. It's always been this way. My friends don't, can't, understand.

I think about growing up, living with my Aunt, Uncle, and Cousin. I was unwanted. At least by them.

I was wanted by another though, unfortunatly. Still am. 'He' wants me dead. 'He's the reason for my darkness, my own personal hell. 'He' stole my parents. 'He', indirectly, through one of his bootlickers, killed My Godfather, the one I'd only known berally three years. 'He' Killed a fellow student because he was there, with me, and 'useless'. 'He' is the stern of all my problems.

If it weren't for 'Him', I wouldn't be famous. I wouldn't be a 'pawn' in an old man's army for the 'light'.

I would be a normal 16 year old dealing with homework, friends, and parents.

Because of 'Him' I'm sinking deeper into my own darkness.

::H::H::H::H::H::

GML: Okay! For those of you that weren't able to guess this is from Harry's POV.

Draco: A touch dismal don't you think? ::raises eyebrow::

GML: It was suppose to be. ::rolls eyes:: It was a reflection of all the horrible things that have happoned.

Harry: Gee, thanks. That's just what I need, A look back at all my misfortunes. Joy. ::glares::

GML: Oh, you'll get over it. So, like it? Don't? REVIEW!!