Twisted War We Rage : Prompt: Open Mic Week: HP: Draco/Harry and Draco/Ginny - R
Title: Twisted War We Rage
Prompt: Open Mic Week
Work Count: 397
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Draco/Ginny and Draco/Harry
A/n: Thanks to Lbandoly for beta work.
We always meet in the same bathroom; venturing out into the dark of night among the shadows of eerie defeat to seek a sort of solace in the form of another’s touch. It is always in the same empty room with the same cold tile underfoot and the same warm water in the bath. In the very room where you saw my tears fall and you drew my blood. The same place where I tried to be so unforgivable you gave me your own brand of forgiveness; so strong and unyielding, hard like velvet covered steel inside me.
You never allow me to give you the same. But you’re not giving me anything at all are you? No, you are taking for the sake of doing something for yourself. It’s okay that you do. I know why you do it. It’s the same reason I always take and take from her. But then again she is so much like both of us. A shell on the outside, wandering through a life not quite her own, hiding her true self behind shy smiles and soft curves.
I take from her, but she always gives in return. I often wonder if you would accept it if I gave the same to you the way she gives to me. Would you accept my penance for past sins and let me truly be yours? I know the answer is no. We stand divided in the daylight. We must. United would bring too much pain for you. Or would that be me. To lose what I have already paid for in pain and embarrassment at the feet of my father is more than I am willing to pay.
But no this is war isn’t it Harry? Not the war between pureblood ideals and muggle-loving nonsense. No this is a war inside our selves. To change sides now would cause our very beings to crumble. You’ll forever have to remain the hero and I the antagonist. She remains quietly undecided, riding the fence between good and evil, wanting both and resolving to neither.
So we continue on in the madding way into the darkness. You take from me and I take from her, marginally accepting what little my little Red Goddess can give me in return. It is our twisted war and I can’t find reason enough to end any part of it.
Prompt: Open Mic Week
Work Count: 397
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Draco/Ginny and Draco/Harry
A/n: Thanks to Lbandoly for beta work.
We always meet in the same bathroom; venturing out into the dark of night among the shadows of eerie defeat to seek a sort of solace in the form of another’s touch. It is always in the same empty room with the same cold tile underfoot and the same warm water in the bath. In the very room where you saw my tears fall and you drew my blood. The same place where I tried to be so unforgivable you gave me your own brand of forgiveness; so strong and unyielding, hard like velvet covered steel inside me.
You never allow me to give you the same. But you’re not giving me anything at all are you? No, you are taking for the sake of doing something for yourself. It’s okay that you do. I know why you do it. It’s the same reason I always take and take from her. But then again she is so much like both of us. A shell on the outside, wandering through a life not quite her own, hiding her true self behind shy smiles and soft curves.
I take from her, but she always gives in return. I often wonder if you would accept it if I gave the same to you the way she gives to me. Would you accept my penance for past sins and let me truly be yours? I know the answer is no. We stand divided in the daylight. We must. United would bring too much pain for you. Or would that be me. To lose what I have already paid for in pain and embarrassment at the feet of my father is more than I am willing to pay.
But no this is war isn’t it Harry? Not the war between pureblood ideals and muggle-loving nonsense. No this is a war inside our selves. To change sides now would cause our very beings to crumble. You’ll forever have to remain the hero and I the antagonist. She remains quietly undecided, riding the fence between good and evil, wanting both and resolving to neither.
So we continue on in the madding way into the darkness. You take from me and I take from her, marginally accepting what little my little Red Goddess can give me in return. It is our twisted war and I can’t find reason enough to end any part of it.