microfic may day 20: reverie
microfic may day 21: flicker
drarry. 215 words. draco pov.
inspired by the pride and predjudice weekly q in the pit!
read the other days here and here!
We are running through the main atrium of the Ministry, late night abandoned, when you ask me how many kids I want.
I wish you hadn't.
That was the best part of my day, our day, and you made it worse, because this is the moment where the reverie breaks. I realise that I do love you enough to pretend that I want any of that.
"None?"
"Really?"
Maybe this is that moment, it all falls over.
We know my destiny — arm candy, alcoholic, father. I cannot be held down by you. I cannot hold you down.
I hate this place and I thought you did too.
You kissed me that night, in front of the statue and our laughter echoed through the vast expanse. You stopped and asked me if we were just setting ourselves up for heartbreak. This sentiment didn't echo, only a flicker.
The moment is ruined.
I am so much smaller than you and yet, I want to feel proud. There is someone, somewhere, who likes me more than you.
But I don't know how to say this, so I stare back at you. I kiss you again. There is no light that reaches us this far down. There is no light that has reached me ever, because I am always standing behind you.