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lokifan_import ([personal profile] lokifan_import) wrote2008-09-12 04:51 pm
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Marked

Title: Marked
Characters/pairings: Harry/Draco
Author's Notes: Dedicated to [personal profile] pushdragon, who said she didn't think Harry got it. I thought she was right, and this is the result! This is the sequel to Harry/Draco Haiku (a suggestion for an actual title would be welcome!)


He understands.
He knows I love him. He speaks -
And my world shatters.

“It covers the Mark well.
And I'm flattered.” I smile, pleased;
His mouth twists. He leaves.

~*~

He thinks it’s to hide
My pasth, that’s etched on my face?
On each Malfoy part?

I follow him to...
The Manor. Of course. Sitting
In his old room, not crying.

~*~

He follows, of course.
He never could leave things alone.
My jaw clenches. Hard.

“What did I say? What?”
He’s infuriating and
Confusing. Damn him.

~*~

I can anger him.
Always could. Or inspire lust.
No ‘because’. Just fucks.

He doesn’t answer.
Just steps close, breathes on my neck.
Next moment – the kiss.

~*~

He kisses me hard,
I give as good as I get.
We start stripping.

Heat-haze in my mind.
Twist his nipples, make him yell.
Then I see his arm.

~*~

Stop. He grabs my arm,
Holds it up in the dim light.
“Why did you get this?”

He ran off because
I didn’t understand. Now
He looks at the mark. Silence.

~*~

My chest heaves. I can’t.
The tattoo was meant to say
All this for me. Fuck.

My fingers tighten.
Fingerprint bruises left over
The inked name. Harry.

~*~

“The Dark Mark was forced.
Made me his. But I’m yours now.
And I chose this Mark.”

I stare; step closer.
He flinches. I stroke my name,
Until he can smile.

~*~

“Love you,” I choke out.
His fingers freeze. I can’t look.
The silence lengthens.

That’s why he did it.
A declaration in ink.
He couldn’t say it, so...

~*~

At first I assume
It’s because I said I’m his.
Possessive bastard.

I understand now.
I see the moment he knows that,
Our eyes meet. He smiles.

~*~

We kiss slow and sweet.
We sink to the floor together.
Here, in the Manor

New allegiances
Sworn. Coming whites out the world –
We come back entwined.


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