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Between Boy
My name is Potter. Harry James Potter. You know me, of course you know me. I’m the Boy-Fuck-By-Malfoy. Everybody know my story, my mistake and my payback. What ? You mean you don’t know ? I can’t believe this, are you serious ?
Yeah definitively...
Ok so listen, one upon a time two boys. One was sad, one was happy. One was glorious, one was not. One was gung-ho, one was crafty and manipulator. One was me, one was Draco Malfoy...
Draco Malfoy... He was asshole. Everybody knew that, except me. Even if Ron and Hermione tried to open my eyes, without succes. I was sixteen, I was young and ductile and most of all in love. Enamoured with the one who has broke my heart...
Childish, isn’t it ?
No, worst. Pathetic.
Malfoy and me, always have hated each other. At least until ours last year at Howgarts. I always remember. I was angry, Uncle Vernon didn’t want to take me at the railway station, bloody idiot, I had to pay a taxi. So I came passably riled up on the platform when... when he arrived. Oh God... He was magnificent.
His clothes were soaked and crumpled, his silver-haired were uncombed and he had a strange hairstyle but he was superb. His face was peaked, his beautifuls grey eyes was widened and terribles tears flew on his cheeks. For Merlin’s sake, at this moment all my angers has vanished.
There were only him. Just him and his sadeness...
He was a new Draco Malfoy. And it’s was love at first sight. Oh yeah... Slowly he depends to me and he won my heart. With just a sight... But when his gaze came to rest on me, he catch my eyes. His grey eyes were sharp, confused and so... so sad.
And I lost my way.
In his eyes. In his huge grey eyes and I felt a infinite mercy for him.
And my life life turns upside down.... Unfortunately.
I always considered myself like a straight. I mean, I always love womans, I like their shape, their laughter, their sensuality, their sensitiveness... and so much again. But when I saw Draco, I all forgot. Notably my sexuality. Specially my sexuality, indeed.
I think that I even forgot my name and who I was. The only thing that I knew was that Draco was gripping and that I was captivated. Nothing existed besides his sight. Besides him... I closed my eyes and when I opened them, Draco was gone.
I was let down, alone with my heart who beated wildly.
The story begin here. My sad story begin on this fucking platform where I hasn’t control of my heart, where I lost my life, my innocence and my faith in the love. You wanted know the courses of events, don’t you ?
( laughter embiettered )
I a little bit tired. To be continued, sweethearts, to be continued.
ooo
So what do you think about this ?
My name is Potter. Harry James Potter. You know me, of course you know me. I’m the Boy-Fuck-By-Malfoy. Everybody know my story, my mistake and my payback. What ? You mean you don’t know ? I can’t believe this, are you serious ?
Yeah definitively...
Ok so listen, one upon a time two boys. One was sad, one was happy. One was glorious, one was not. One was gung-ho, one was crafty and manipulator. One was me, one was Draco Malfoy...
Draco Malfoy... He was asshole. Everybody knew that, except me. Even if Ron and Hermione tried to open my eyes, without succes. I was sixteen, I was young and ductile and most of all in love. Enamoured with the one who has broke my heart...
Childish, isn’t it ?
No, worst. Pathetic.
Malfoy and me, always have hated each other. At least until ours last year at Howgarts. I always remember. I was angry, Uncle Vernon didn’t want to take me at the railway station, bloody idiot, I had to pay a taxi. So I came passably riled up on the platform when... when he arrived. Oh God... He was magnificent.
His clothes were soaked and crumpled, his silver-haired were uncombed and he had a strange hairstyle but he was superb. His face was peaked, his beautifuls grey eyes was widened and terribles tears flew on his cheeks. For Merlin’s sake, at this moment all my angers has vanished.
There were only him. Just him and his sadeness...
He was a new Draco Malfoy. And it’s was love at first sight. Oh yeah... Slowly he depends to me and he won my heart. With just a sight... But when his gaze came to rest on me, he catch my eyes. His grey eyes were sharp, confused and so... so sad.
And I lost my way.
In his eyes. In his huge grey eyes and I felt a infinite mercy for him.
And my life life turns upside down.... Unfortunately.
I always considered myself like a straight. I mean, I always love womans, I like their shape, their laughter, their sensuality, their sensitiveness... and so much again. But when I saw Draco, I all forgot. Notably my sexuality. Specially my sexuality, indeed.
I think that I even forgot my name and who I was. The only thing that I knew was that Draco was gripping and that I was captivated. Nothing existed besides his sight. Besides him... I closed my eyes and when I opened them, Draco was gone.
I was let down, alone with my heart who beated wildly.
The story begin here. My sad story begin on this fucking platform where I hasn’t control of my heart, where I lost my life, my innocence and my faith in the love. You wanted know the courses of events, don’t you ?
( laughter embiettered )
I a little bit tired. To be continued, sweethearts, to be continued.
ooo
So what do you think about this ?
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