Disclaimer: I don’t own it.

A/N: This is HP/SS… sort of. The idea just came up out of nowhere, and I had to write it (and obviously put it up, too). Enjoy and please tell me what you think!

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A boy with emerald eyes and black hair kneeled in the middle of a meadow. As he pressed his palms into the soft earth, his eyes fluttered shut and a smile spread on his face.

The earth was his element, his strength, him. He was one with the earth.

He had completed his task. He was no longer needed. Finally he would be able to join his beloved earth. Be truly one with the earth.

He let his magic reach out to the earth, calling it, begging it to claim him. The earth wrapped itself around his hands, climbing up on them. The boy unleashed his magic completely, forcing it down into the earth. He emitted a bone-chilling scream and threw his head back, tears streaming down his face. There was a loud crack, a blinding light that lasted for a few seconds, and when it faded away, replacing the boy was a beautiful bush of black roses, the ground surrounding it dead.

A man with black hair and onyx eyes walked slowly towards the bush of roses. He reached out to one of the black roses, cutting wounds into his hand from the sharp thorns. His blood coloured some of the rose red. He bent down to inhale the intoxicating smell and closed his eyes.

A lonely tear leaked from the corner of his eye.

‘I love you, Harry,’ he whispered, but the one he loved would never hear it.

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A/N: My, that was bizarre. Well, I don’t know why I wanted to make the Earth Harry’s element. For all I know he could have been born out of the Earth too! Hmm. This fic doesn’t really make any sense and I’m sorry if you got confused! It’s just my very own weird imagination. Don’t ask. Btw, the task that is mentioned was to kill Voldemort (y’know!).