This is for Kamerreon's Drabble Challenge — a drabble a day until my imagination dies.

Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.


Enchant Me


The way his hair ruffled in the breeze, the way his eyes danced when he laughed, the carefree manner he held. Everything.

Everything about Harry Potter enchants me. He is perfect. It took me a while to realize it, but after watching him for as long as I have, it became ingrained in my thoughts. It came to the forefront of my mind when I came face to face with him. A chance meeting. He was clearly terrified, and for a moment didn't recognize me. When it finally clicked, I had overcome my shock at how much he enchanted me, and before he could react I had him stunned and in my arms. Without much thought, I Apparated us both.

He is still knocked out. I haven't the heart to revive him. If I do, he will scream and yell and try to kill me. I don't want that. I want him to remain as he is, where I can pretend he is peacefully sleeping, willingly in my bed.

Sighing, I remove my wand from my robes. I have, of course, taken his. It's time for him to be woken. Sitting down on the bed, I run a hand through his hair and, hopefully not for the last time, press a soft kiss to his forehead. I have to try, even though I know he will never love me the way I love him.

After all, how could Harry Potter ever love Lord Voldemort?