Chapter Summary: Harry is a special boy. And he gets a very special bedtime story.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowlings.
Warning: Rated R for language and violence.
'Harry'-The Hollow Men
We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw.
-T.S. Eliot, "The Hollow Men"
Once there was a boy, a very special boy. He lived with his parents in a little house in a little hollow. Then that all went to hell.
Between the conception
But he became something even more special, didn't he?
And the creation
And he loved the friends that he made after his tragic, tragic childhood.
Between the emotion
That's right- it was his feelings that gave him the strength to fight, to avenge those friends.
And the response
But something went wrong. The brave, conquering hero wasn't quite... all there afterwards.
Falls the Shadow
And now he's stuck here. In this special room. With me.
Life is very long
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They don't know do they, Potter? They have no idea that it wasn't the girl you were upset about. That you felt guilty because you were relieved she was gone. That maybe then you had a chance with her lover.
Between the desire
Did they know what really went through your mind as you cursed me?
And the spasm
That was what made your spell so effective- that hate, that guilt, that fear of discovery
Between the potency
That was what bound your mind to mine
And the existence
Because underneath it all, we are driven by the same things
Between the essence
Because you justified your feelings- in the end my death would save the world
And the descent
Because you were thinking of consoling your dead friend's lover even as you killed me
Falls the Shadow
And now you're mine.
For Thine is the Kingdom
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They thought you were shell-shocked, because I prevented you from speaking.
For Thine is
And really, all those ambitious wizards were a lot happier if you weren't in the contest for power.
Life is
And you knew, as I knew, that really we were just pawns from the beginning- but I will at least control my fellow pawn.
For Thine is the
You can't keep me in here forever, Potter. There's so little of you left now that it won't be anytime at all before I'm in control. And I certainly won't make the orderlies think that I'm insane.
This is the way the world ends
Think what I could accomplish in the body of Harry bloody Potter.
This is the way the world ends
You, the only person who could stop me- too cowardly to fight for your own mind.
This is the way the world ends
What are you doing Potter?...POTTER!
Not with a bang but a whimper.
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Italicized lines are from "The Hollow Men" by T.S. Eliot. I really just wanted to do the song-fic from hell.