springsmutfairy (springsmutfairy) wrote in hp_springsmut, @ 2009-03-02 16:00:00 |
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Entry tags: | fic, harry/charlie, slash |
Happy Springsmut, venturous!
Author: thehangedwoman
Recipient: venturous
Title: Welcome, Ghosts
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Harry/Charlie
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended.
Summary: Harry can't get rid of the ghosts of his past, so he runs away.
Warnings: Slight self-harm, very mild masochism, hurt/comfort
Word Count: 1,238
Author's Notes: Title taken from Explosions in the Sky. Many thanks to P. for betaing.
Fire was the only thing that chased the ghosts away. He heard them whenever he was alone, saw them whenever he closed his eyes - his parents, Cedric, Sirius, Dumbledore, Hedwig, Moody, Remus, Fred; all of the people he loved who had died in the wars. Sometimes he even caught a glimpse of Snape's sneering face, or heard the sound of his drawl from the end of a long hallway.
Number twelve, Grimmauld Place was full of ghosts. He wasn't entirely sure how he found himself in Sirius's old bedchamber in front of a pile of pictures and notes and newspaper clippings – all the leavings of the ghosts. His parents waved at him from happier days long ago, Sirius glared at him from a mug shot, Dumbledore winked at him from a famous wizards card.
He lifted his wand and murmured the word – "Incendio." The papers and photos went up in flames, and he reveled in the heat. For a few moments, the ghosts left him and all he felt was fire. But the fire died, like so many things before, and Harry was left shivering in the dark. He lifted up his pack and walked out, knowing he would never return.