Where Thoughts Wander

A Draco/Harry romance, as told by post-war survivors.

Disclaimer: JKR never meant for them to be used by an angst whore. ;)
Warnings: Slash, het, incest implied. Chocked with bitter angst and post-war mangled emotions.

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He would say someone forgot to tame his heart. Leaking as it is now, he tarries to find a stopper.

Unknown distances linger on his lips, even though the spicy tang of an awkward companion (naive green eyes in their prime), has long evaporated, leaving behind trails of pale smog.

There is a string of forbidden words, which could spew forth from his mouth, but never mend the gleaming hole.

Tumbling in violent shades of distress, Draco dreams of daisies; white, while their fallen crescent petals decorate the floor. The air tastes crisp- sterile, and it sings a broken farewell.

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A/N: A Draco/Harry romance, as told by post-war survivors.

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