A/N: I'm waiting for Glee [my personal guilty pleasure ;D] comes on. So, to kill time I'm once again writing this and neglecting all other FF orientated duties. Go me, and the ability to not give a damn. :D
Also, Mark Salling and Chris Colfer ftw. Always.
This time I'll be using prompt #46. Damsel in Distress.
I don't own crap but my OC and [lousy] effort. Everything else goes to all rightful owners of HP.
Chapter Summary; Not once, did they think she was a damsel in distress. Not once, did they think she needed saving. Oh, how wrong they were.
Pairing[s]: None, really.
Warning: Vague mentioning of character death. F-bomb usage.
.XXX.
f
a
l
l
i
n
g
.
finally
it was about damned time
.
to be
crushed
under her own weight
to be
strangled
by her own words
to be
abandoned
by her own resolve
.
she'd
triedandtriedandtried
and
fucking
tried
to do the
SAVING
to no
[bloody]
a v a i l
.
sure
sure she could play
the
b l a m e
GAME
say
it was all
her
[her sister's]
his
[her cousin's]
her
[the toad woman's]
his
[her Head of House's]
her
[that moaning maniac's]
his
[that blasted Potter's]
her
[own]
fault
for it all happening in the first
fucking
place
.
.
.
but
but
but
it would get her nowhere
because
she had watched Rachel die
because
Maverick had been tortured to an inch of sanity
because
Umbridge had been abducted by half-beasts
because
Snape had been victom to Nagini
because
Myrtle had absolutely nothing to do with it
[A N D]
because
Harry had absolutey-fucking-everyting to do with it
.
and if he was supposed to be the grand, Merlin-be-praised savior, why hadn't he done any real saving
?
now
.
.
.
now
.
.
.
there was
blood
[S T A I N E D]
everywhere
.
.
.
hands, clothes, hair, shoes
all sticky red
Antonin Dolohov's face
all sticky red
the corridor walls
all sticky red
[all sticky s c a r l e t red]
.
.
.
red was a
Gryffindor
color
.
a
hero's
color
.
it was so
fucking
w
r
o
n
g
with
her black&green&silver uniform
all
ruinedcoveredstained
sticky red
and she was
at this moment
the farthest thing
from a
h
e
r
o
.
at this moment
when the world is
f
a
l
l
i
n
g
out from under her feet
at this moment
with their smiles still
f
r
e
s
h
in her mind
at this moment
when her jaw drops, lungs
f
a
i
l
i
n
g
to hold back her scream,
she
knowsknowsknows
she's
nonono
hero
instead
at this moment
she's the most
u n c o n v e n t i o n a l
type
of
d a m s e l
in
d i s t r e s s
i
m
a
g
i
n
a
b
l
e
.