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misskrum
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Rated: M - English - Angst - Tom R. Jr. & Ginny W. - Reviews: 20 - Updated: 06-22-09 - Published: 10-28-08 - id:4622633
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Title: Little Wishes
Summary: She was his queen, for good.


Previous Drabble: Pieces – Ginny's POV
Title: Murderer
Summary: You're a dreamer, Ginevra. Wake up: I'm your reality.
Disclaimer: It's not mine, I wish it was ._.
Pairing: Tom Riddle Jr/Ginevra Weasley
Wairings: Tom's POV


Murderer
by misskrum

She sees me as a murderer. I am a murderer. I've murdered all her dreams; I've murdered all her hope. I don't feel remorse. I don't feel anything at all.

She's got the kind of look that you wish you have to yourself. Luckily for me, I can have anyone I want. I wanted her almost immediately. She was smiling – and I hated that smile immediately, too – she was hugging someone, she was happy. I couldn't understand that, even now I can't.

In the next day, she was at my castle. In my lands, it's my laws. She wasn't smiling… I was. I killed her on that precise moment. What I see now it's just a shadow. She is a memory of what she has lost. She is a doll. My doll. My princess. My queen.

I hate her with my own life. But I need to see her eyes, her hair and her lips. I hate her family, her past, her present and her future. But I'm not sick of her, because inside, she is understandable.

She screamed in the first days, cried on the first month, accepting me since then. Why? Why is she resurrecting? How is that possible? She was dead. I've killed her with my own hands. I've killed her with my wishes. I've killed her with my hatred. But still, she does not do a thing to avoid me. She does not do a single thing. My lips touch her face as I mumble meaningless words at her ear. I don't sense her fear, her hatred or anything like that. She stands still, looking at my eyes, trying to understand me.

Don't be a fool Ginevra. Just don't.

But you are. And you will ever be. That's why you're still alive, because you believe on faith, on mankind, on love.

You're a dreamer Ginevra. You're a bloody dreamer, Ginevra. You are my queen, my wife, my darkest desire. You are what I want you to be, my doll. Wake up: I'm your reality.


A/N: Thank you Jã, you're an angel (L) HAHAHAH Well, I'm not very good with schedules x_x I'm not very good with this either, but okay HAHAHAH I hope you like it; reviews are love and deeply appreciated (L)

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