Drabble: His Time
(Ha, not dead :P)
Disclaimer: Not mine, possibly not hers ... honestly, who cares anyway?
His Time
Rating: PGish
Pairing: Gen.
Warnings: Nothing, really.
Summary: It was his time to shine.
Notes: Feeling better, so I thought I'd shove a few words together. Dedicated to everyone who thinks I've abandonned them. (So yeah, basically all of you.)
His Time
It had been the longest day of his life and now the ending was anticlimactic and sudden. A moment that had been harder to reach than finish. He supposed he should be thankful. Voldemort lay still at his feet as he stood quietly, the sun rising to announce noon. No witnesses to what the people of tomorrow would call the greatest moment in history. No-one to tend to his injuries. Making his way to the river he sat against a tree, the scratchy bark unnoticed as his temples throbbed. And he slept.
It was the shortest day of his life.
Disclaimer: Not mine, possibly not hers ... honestly, who cares anyway?
His Time
Rating: PGish
Pairing: Gen.
Warnings: Nothing, really.
Summary: It was his time to shine.
Notes: Feeling better, so I thought I'd shove a few words together. Dedicated to everyone who thinks I've abandonned them. (So yeah, basically all of you.)
His Time
It had been the longest day of his life and now the ending was anticlimactic and sudden. A moment that had been harder to reach than finish. He supposed he should be thankful. Voldemort lay still at his feet as he stood quietly, the sun rising to announce noon. No witnesses to what the people of tomorrow would call the greatest moment in history. No-one to tend to his injuries. Making his way to the river he sat against a tree, the scratchy bark unnoticed as his temples throbbed. And he slept.
It was the shortest day of his life.