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marginalia) wrote2004-08-27 04:17 pm
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drabble: theanthropic. harry.
[theanthropic] - harry
this spilled out at exactly 100 words. i think i better not mess with it. and in my head, it was ron, but that's up for debate. crossposted to
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He's faced the dark Lord again and again, as a baby, as a child, as a sullen teenager. Every time he has lived. Every time people edge away from him just a little bit more. They begin to think him theanthropic. They forget he is just a boy. They push him ahead, they call him a demon, they call him a savior. They never call him Harry.
The merpeople push him up from the depths, Dumbledore carries him back to the castle, and that night Gryffindor Tower sinks under the weight of the one who would have called him love.
this spilled out at exactly 100 words. i think i better not mess with it. and in my head, it was ron, but that's up for debate. crossposted to
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He's faced the dark Lord again and again, as a baby, as a child, as a sullen teenager. Every time he has lived. Every time people edge away from him just a little bit more. They begin to think him theanthropic. They forget he is just a boy. They push him ahead, they call him a demon, they call him a savior. They never call him Harry.
The merpeople push him up from the depths, Dumbledore carries him back to the castle, and that night Gryffindor Tower sinks under the weight of the one who would have called him love.
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They forget he is just a boy
I wish more people would write on this. He is a boy, with so much weight to carry.
Each word was so perfect for this drabble, and the ending left my heart hurting. (in a good way)
*hug*
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*hug* thank you!
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*hugs*
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came here from frulie
nobody could have written this as you have. *watery smile*
Re: came here from frulie
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that night Gryffindor Tower sinks under the weight of the one who would have called him love.
This hit me right in the gut. And the heart.
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