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[Jan. 8th, 2004|04:53 pm]


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I'm a fan of H/D but I've never written in. I guess I'll give it a shot.

Draco was walking quickly. The air was bitter cold and he had no cloak, but he didn't care. He could barely feel anymore.

There is such a thin line between love and hate. Sometimes the two blend together so much that you can't tell them apart.

And he wished he didn't have to feel this way. He wished that he could live up to the expectations set for him and he wished that he could be what he was meant to be. But he also knew that it was impossible. Not while this - this thing was haunting him in the back of his mind. He had struggled with it for too long to know and he didn't know how much longer he could surpress it.

Draco liked to think that he had a strong will, but he was no fool. He knew himself, and he knew that he wasn't nearly strong enough.

"Potter," he says curtly as he sees him. Usually he is able to make up a remark quickly, but now he is only able to stare.

"Malfoy." The name rolls off his tongue with distain and Draco doesn't want to hate it, but he does. He hates everything about this boy and he doesn't know how much longer he can stand it.

Draco bites his lip hard - so hard that it bleeds. And before he knows what is happening he closes the space between him and the other boy and punches him, hard. Because he can't stand to look at his face anymore and he wants Harry Potter to hurt. He wants to make some kind of dent on Potter's life. Because Draco has been affected by him so much and the other boy just looks at him like something disgusting on the bottom of his shoe. Something small and something worthless. Something that should be stamped out, but isn't much of a threat so it can be dealt with later.

"I hate you," Draco whisperes, pushing him to the ground.

There is a fine line between love and hate.

I'm not particularly proud of it, but it's an okay first attempt. *shrugs* Maybe I'll try again later.

From: fatlymclardass
2004-04-08 10:56 pm (UTC)

It's FICTION. The Carrs are NON FICTION. You should Try it.

You! Yes, you! You there in the front row! You haven't joined free_the_carrs  yet. We encourage you to QUIT FANTACIZING ABOUT HARRY ASSHOLE PUSSY POTTER! and Man the Fuck Up.




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