Terse Verse Tuesday
title: Hairline Cracks in the Bones
pairing: Harry/Draco (one-sided)
rating: PG-13
words: 117
summary: A little encouragement goes a wrong way.
The only way to get Draco to drink milk
is with cookies, the crunchy sort especially
Harry knows this from his learnings because
he thinks about Draco and reads the paperwork
he thinks about Draco even after casting off his
lime green robes.
Harry can almost imagine the hairline cracks
in the bones of Draco's hands, every weak grasp
leaking brittle crumbs into the bloodstream.
Draco, who these days does not even
expose his teeth when he tells Harry to
leave.
Harry's learnings say
the only way to mask Amorentia
is in milk, whole milk especially
the fattest kind, plump rings tapering the
subjective scent, the sheen the way
a sugary encouragement masks
a fractured hero's intent.
A/N: The urge to write poetry escaped me for a while, so I'm happy to have written again, even though I feel like this piece was for the LOLs rather than any thoughtful exploration of character. It started off intending to be fluffy and ended up being creepy. Happy late Halloween? Thanks for reading!
PS: Will be posting a second poem shortly.
pairing: Harry/Draco (one-sided)
rating: PG-13
words: 117
summary: A little encouragement goes a wrong way.
The only way to get Draco to drink milk
is with cookies, the crunchy sort especially
Harry knows this from his learnings because
he thinks about Draco and reads the paperwork
he thinks about Draco even after casting off his
lime green robes.
Harry can almost imagine the hairline cracks
in the bones of Draco's hands, every weak grasp
leaking brittle crumbs into the bloodstream.
Draco, who these days does not even
expose his teeth when he tells Harry to
leave.
Harry's learnings say
the only way to mask Amorentia
is in milk, whole milk especially
the fattest kind, plump rings tapering the
subjective scent, the sheen the way
a sugary encouragement masks
a fractured hero's intent.
A/N: The urge to write poetry escaped me for a while, so I'm happy to have written again, even though I feel like this piece was for the LOLs rather than any thoughtful exploration of character. It started off intending to be fluffy and ended up being creepy. Happy late Halloween? Thanks for reading!
PS: Will be posting a second poem shortly.