sassy_cissa (sassy_cissa) wrote in slythindor100, @ 2007-01-21 12:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | challenge #36 |
Challenge #36
Original poster: facecat
Title: Timeless
Author: facecat
1/21/07
Pairing: H/D
Rating: G
Word Count: 385
Beta: Unbeated. Con Crit welcome.
Disclaimer: Just the story is mine.
Summary: Harry waits.
Warnings: Character death
Author's Notes: Established relationship, post war. Written for slythindor100's prompt: #36 Guilty Pleasure - I hope it fits ok.
He doesn’t talk much these days. The war took a lot out of him, more so than anyone else. Sometimes he’s silent for days at a time. But I always know he’s there, and when he does say something it is worth listening to and holding onto. We live in the dungeons, yeah, a Gryffindor in the dungeons. But he prefers it now and I’ve become used to being a bit cold all the time. It’s a small sacrifice to make to stay with him, to stay together. Besides, he likes exploring the little known passages. He has the time. This has always been his one true home anyway, and the rest of Hogwart’s welcomes him, although I think they only tolerate me. They’ve offered him a teaching job but he said he’s had enough of service and just wants to be left in peace for a while. And continue to wait. Me, I help out where I can, mostly in the potion’s lab and outside on sunny days. Once in a while I’ll take out my trusty broom and he and I will fly a few laps around the Quidditch pitch for old time’s sake. But mostly we keep to ourselves speaking in the way lovers always understand. There is a slight chill suddenly and I turn to see him enter. ‘Where have you been exploring this time?’ I ask him. He just smiles that smile that melts & breaks my heart at the same time and looks at me with those piercing green eyes of his. He hasn’t changed. Although I am definitely showing some signs of wear. He comes close to greet me as only he can and I long for his touch. Yes, the war took a lot out of Harry Potter, everything he had to give. And now he waits for me as I continue to live the best I can until I can truly rejoin him. It’s funny, after all that time fighting and believing we hated each other when we finally came together we knew we’d never part. People say many things about us. Maybe they are right. Maybe we are each other’s guilty pleasure. Although really, you know I don’t feel all that guilty about it. All I know is we are each other’s, for all eternity.