A Traitor's Fate
Title: A Traitors's Fate
Author: fabulousweapon
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: PG
Pairing: n/a
Warning: None
Word Count: 194
Disclaimer: I wrote this YEARS ago, and one of my friends thought it was about Petter Pettigrew
Blood trickles down the path
At who's beginning lies a martyr.
Beaten down by the hand he fed
Slaughtered by those he trusted.
Dead because of his belief in peace,
A traitor's scorn now lessened.
Fear of the unwavering belief
That fulfilled his true friend's life
Now in that friend's death
Doth he understand
The meaning of the faith his companion
Held dear until the end
Was no more than love.
Tell me now
Dear rat faced sir,
How could you sacrifice your friend.
Left him to die,
Blood's ties holding no bond over you.
Free you found yourself,
Through denial,
Free to murder with no guilt.
To orphan a child,
Frame an innocent man,
Destroying their lives for a time.
But Fate,
Oh Fate, will find you turncoat.
And on her path you will find
The two the martyr left behind
Will be your mutinous downfall.
So fair thee well
And sleep with troubled dreams,
For someday soon
The two behind
Will avenge their love,
Gone before.
And when dear traitor,
That day comes
Bright shining dew covered morn,
That day will be the last you see
Till you wake in hell evermore.
Author: fabulousweapon
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: PG
Pairing: n/a
Warning: None
Word Count: 194
Disclaimer: I wrote this YEARS ago, and one of my friends thought it was about Petter Pettigrew
Blood trickles down the path
At who's beginning lies a martyr.
Beaten down by the hand he fed
Slaughtered by those he trusted.
Dead because of his belief in peace,
A traitor's scorn now lessened.
Fear of the unwavering belief
That fulfilled his true friend's life
Now in that friend's death
Doth he understand
The meaning of the faith his companion
Held dear until the end
Was no more than love.
Tell me now
Dear rat faced sir,
How could you sacrifice your friend.
Left him to die,
Blood's ties holding no bond over you.
Free you found yourself,
Through denial,
Free to murder with no guilt.
To orphan a child,
Frame an innocent man,
Destroying their lives for a time.
But Fate,
Oh Fate, will find you turncoat.
And on her path you will find
The two the martyr left behind
Will be your mutinous downfall.
So fair thee well
And sleep with troubled dreams,
For someday soon
The two behind
Will avenge their love,
Gone before.
And when dear traitor,
That day comes
Bright shining dew covered morn,
That day will be the last you see
Till you wake in hell evermore.