Disclaimer: Last time I checked the tittles for Harry Potter were still J.K.Rolling's. Also the poem in this chapter is NOT OF MY CREATION! I modified it a bit to fit in what I had in my head. It is from Quang Lai.
A/N: Yeah, I know, sorry, deeply and truly sorry. Around a month and I have not up dated, sooooo sorry.
Unbeated. but it's not that bad in grammar I think.
Oh and Miru Amai i read you fic Behind grey eyes. Check your reviews I forgot whatI said in it. Also thanks to anybody that reads and/or reviews this fic. I'm SO happy that i'm done with those exams.
Keep this in mind. If you're curious about why. NOT important.
Blake: old english: Pallid, pale
Tears
Chapter 6: Moon Dancer
'Cold…'
'Bewildered…'
'Alone…'
'That's what I felt immediately after I had left the warm and secure atmosphere that came from one of the biggest and most majestic hearths of Malfoy Manor, that had residence in the personal room of none other than Draco Blake Malfoy, which he had later on given it to me as my own room.'
'COLD…'
'I was cold because, I as the "legendary Griffindor" that I was (or better yet, that I still am), I had forgotten in what season this part of the world was facing and dealing with. (You smart ones might have guessed what season I was in) I was in winter. I was only clad in a pair of dark almost black jeans with a short sleeve blood red shirt with some converse that were black and white. Over that I had a thin black jacket, covering me from the strong bitter wind that was blowing southwards.'
'Bewildered…'
'I was a tad bit disorientated because… I mean, who would not feel puzzled with what I have gone trough. I don't believe I should even try to explain why.'
'ALONE…'
'Well I was in a deserted Quidditch pitch, with previously having yelled, cursed, and left with an aching heart, I also felt that I had been deserted by my brother.'
"I remembered this poem I had written years ago. I had never written it. It surprised me that I remembered every single word of it. When before up until now, I only remembered the title of the poem "Moon Dancer".'
Moon Dancer
Slow, sinuous and silent, I fly in ambience.
Moonlight reflecting off my midnight scales.
As I sing the moon's sad tale.
Pale beautiful moon,
Coming and going much too soon.
We are misunderstood, you and I,
And it's been so long. That we don't ask why.
I fly by your side in the dark,
Behind the clouds and sky like a watermark.
We sing peacefully together our melancholic songs,
Of or memories that keep us company for so long.
Midnight black except for my pear lucent skin and emerald eyes,
I fly with you and the stars that light the midnight skies.
Until we are overshadowed by the pernicious sun,
Let us enjoy our company, and share the sadness with everyone.
'I felt so alone. No scratch that I was alone. Betrayed. In that sole moment I felt the most amount of bitterness and hatred in a long time that came close to over toping what I felt (STILL feel) about old Voldy.'
'Then I thought about Ginny. She has also been my anchor in my previous times of need and I for her. I however, this missed the notion though. She was probably remembering the loss of her husband Dudley and was morning him with her daughter close by, which will last for about a week, but she'll take care of her daughter and herself after all she promised her love. Yeah, you hear or better yet read right, my cousin. He really was not a bad person, he just had to live his childhood just like Draco, under a mask.'
'They had a child named Rosetta. Rosetta Dursley Weasly, and no she is not a fat over weight chubby girl. She took a lot of her beauty from her mother, but you could (can) still see her father in her. Anyway, Dudley's diet and boxing classes paid of because when I returned from my fifth year he was well built, but not toping me off from which I was glad of.'
'Dudley and my aunt Petunia had to live on masks for their safety. My grand parents arranged her marriage with her now dead husband and she couldn't be happier with his much wanted death. However she dose miss her son like any other caring mother would. The only reason they did not do the same with my mother was because she rebelled against them and ran off.'
'Vernon's death was caused by an automobile "accident" which was later reviled to be the work of the old lunatic we all dislike with a fiery passion. After that Dumbledore decided that it would be to the advantage of the remaining Dursley's to move to the house of non other that that of the Weasley's. Let's just say that Ginny and Dudley hit if off well.'
'Then I remembered something. Something extremely important. Something I should have remembered… Draco. It hit me like nothing. How could I have forgotten? How?
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And if you are wondering why so short is:
1) I feel that I put what I wanted for this chap. down and that it dose not need more. I feel I put my point across.
2) I'm lazy. Simple as that.
3) Typing is something I'm not that good at. But better than some.
4) This is not really a reason, but it was going to be shorter, but I got inspired while I was transferring what I had on my notebook into the comp. And my brother helped me realize (with out him knowing) that I had already made my point. I was going to put more but realization hit me. I don't think the next chap. will take so long as this one.
