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so i was doing drabbles with rachel yesterday, and even though we only really did two rounds, i got something out of it. (plus, i got to read her words which are just fucking beautiful, and if i could post them, i so would.)
Title: Drabble One
Word Count: ~218
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of JKR and Bloomsbury.Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended.
Prompt: http://i54.tinypic.com/o70r9y.jpg
He sits there, in his dark and dank cell of your own making, Gellert, and he remembers. Remember, think, remember. He has far too much time on his hands, he thinks.
Sometimes, he wonders why Death just won't claim him yet. Revenge for being so hell-bent on his Hallows? Possibly. Maybe he was just that terrible, but it was all for the greater good, Gellert!
Always that. Always for the Greater Good. Everything was for the Greater Good, his cause. We're the one with the wands, Albus! It's up to us to do what nature intended! Everything is ours.
Kill them, kill them, kill them for the Greater Good.
He remembers many things. He remembers the dead, the undead, the time in his life when he felt most alive, Gellert. Doesn't just the thought make you feel alive?
He remembers running hands through hair, the feel of a warm body under him and it was always so terrifying, so humbling, that the person he loved would let him do that. Because he loved him. Loves. And he doesn't want to, not anymore, because-
He'd usually be the one on top, because I can't stomach the thought of causing you any pain, Gellert.
He's gone mad, he thinks, with his remembering and remembering and it's a slightly wonderful feeling.
Title: Drabble Two (because I am ever original, see?)
Word Count: ~235
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of JKR and Bloomsbury.Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended.
Prompt: http://i55.tinypic.com/wi6ntl.png
Potter's in love with him.
It's so obvious that Draco can't believe his luck.
Draco is staring at him in Potions likes he usually does, and Potter catches him, so he smiles. Potter blinks back confusedly, and quite clearly, it's a code for stay behind for a second, I want to shag you.
So he does. And see, so does Potter.
“Malfoy. Why are you still here?”
Oh, so they're playing that game, eh?
“Why are you still here?” He winks.
Potter does that confusing blink thing, so Draco leans forward and kisses him.
“MR MALFOY!” It's Sev's voice screeching out, a pitch or four higher than normal, and Draco pulls back. Potter blinks. Confused. Scratches his head.
He's so adorable, Draco thinks, gazing adoringly at his boyfriend.
He clears his throat, turning towards Snape. “Sev, we're in a relationship and madly in love.”
“We are?” Potter blinks. All confused and adorable.
Draco nods. “We are. Since the beginning of fourth year, silly. Duh.” Draco pats his arm reassuringly. “As I was saying: we are in love, and if you can't accept it, then I can't talk to you anymore.”
He grabs Potter's hand and pulls him away. Well, tries to. Potter stumbles, tripping, and does that adorable blinking thing as Draco helps him up.
Draco sighs. It's so nice to have someone that in love with him.
Title: Drabble One
Word Count: ~218
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of JKR and Bloomsbury.Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended.
Prompt: http://i54.tinypic.com/o70r9y.jpg
He sits there, in his dark and dank cell of your own making, Gellert, and he remembers. Remember, think, remember. He has far too much time on his hands, he thinks.
Sometimes, he wonders why Death just won't claim him yet. Revenge for being so hell-bent on his Hallows? Possibly. Maybe he was just that terrible, but it was all for the greater good, Gellert!
Always that. Always for the Greater Good. Everything was for the Greater Good, his cause. We're the one with the wands, Albus! It's up to us to do what nature intended! Everything is ours.
Kill them, kill them, kill them for the Greater Good.
He remembers many things. He remembers the dead, the undead, the time in his life when he felt most alive, Gellert. Doesn't just the thought make you feel alive?
He remembers running hands through hair, the feel of a warm body under him and it was always so terrifying, so humbling, that the person he loved would let him do that. Because he loved him. Loves. And he doesn't want to, not anymore, because-
He'd usually be the one on top, because I can't stomach the thought of causing you any pain, Gellert.
He's gone mad, he thinks, with his remembering and remembering and it's a slightly wonderful feeling.
Title: Drabble Two (because I am ever original, see?)
Word Count: ~235
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of JKR and Bloomsbury.Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended.
Prompt: http://i55.tinypic.com/wi6ntl.png
Potter's in love with him.
It's so obvious that Draco can't believe his luck.
Draco is staring at him in Potions likes he usually does, and Potter catches him, so he smiles. Potter blinks back confusedly, and quite clearly, it's a code for stay behind for a second, I want to shag you.
So he does. And see, so does Potter.
“Malfoy. Why are you still here?”
Oh, so they're playing that game, eh?
“Why are you still here?” He winks.
Potter does that confusing blink thing, so Draco leans forward and kisses him.
“MR MALFOY!” It's Sev's voice screeching out, a pitch or four higher than normal, and Draco pulls back. Potter blinks. Confused. Scratches his head.
He's so adorable, Draco thinks, gazing adoringly at his boyfriend.
He clears his throat, turning towards Snape. “Sev, we're in a relationship and madly in love.”
“We are?” Potter blinks. All confused and adorable.
Draco nods. “We are. Since the beginning of fourth year, silly. Duh.” Draco pats his arm reassuringly. “As I was saying: we are in love, and if you can't accept it, then I can't talk to you anymore.”
He grabs Potter's hand and pulls him away. Well, tries to. Potter stumbles, tripping, and does that adorable blinking thing as Draco helps him up.
Draco sighs. It's so nice to have someone that in love with him.