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The Ultimate Betrayal (H/D, PG)
Title: The Ultimate Betrayal
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sesheta_66
Rating: PG
Word Count: 200
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dracoharry100's prompt #56 - "Betrayal," and hd100's prompt of "heart."
Summary: Harry prepares for his big day.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. They belong to JK Rowling and her publishers. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
I gaze at my reflection in the mirror, unable to focus, unable to reason, unable to run. I am minutes away from sealing my fate, joining my future with the one who loves me. Surrounded by friends, loved ones, well-wishers. And suddenly I cannot breathe.
My ears are filled with buzzing. I hear voices I recognize but I understand nothing. Everything is a haze, unclear, unfocussed. My thoughts drift away from this place, away from these people. I see pale skin, fair hair, and eyes of stormy grey. My soul is there with him, adrift, while my body remains here.
But he doesn't know how I long for him, for his touch, for his kiss. I laugh inwardly, a jeering laugh at my hopelessness, as I imagine his reaction if I were to tell him.
Surprise, for we have been rivals for so long. Shock, yes, but more than that, so much more. I imagine laughter, scathing laughter, ripping me apart, mocking me, cursing me to a life alone, a life never lived, a life without love.
To thine own self be true ...
And so I face the day, and commit the ultimate betrayal ... that of my own heart.
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Author:
sesheta_66 Rating: PG
Word Count: 200
Challenges:
dracoharry100's prompt #56 - "Betrayal," and hd100's prompt of "heart."Summary: Harry prepares for his big day.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. They belong to JK Rowling and her publishers. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
I gaze at my reflection in the mirror, unable to focus, unable to reason, unable to run. I am minutes away from sealing my fate, joining my future with the one who loves me. Surrounded by friends, loved ones, well-wishers. And suddenly I cannot breathe.
My ears are filled with buzzing. I hear voices I recognize but I understand nothing. Everything is a haze, unclear, unfocussed. My thoughts drift away from this place, away from these people. I see pale skin, fair hair, and eyes of stormy grey. My soul is there with him, adrift, while my body remains here.
But he doesn't know how I long for him, for his touch, for his kiss. I laugh inwardly, a jeering laugh at my hopelessness, as I imagine his reaction if I were to tell him.
Surprise, for we have been rivals for so long. Shock, yes, but more than that, so much more. I imagine laughter, scathing laughter, ripping me apart, mocking me, cursing me to a life alone, a life never lived, a life without love.
To thine own self be true ...
And so I face the day, and commit the ultimate betrayal ... that of my own heart.
.
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Excellent work nonetheless! Thanks for writing and sharing!
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