Screams.
That's all he hears before his vision fades into black spots.
How pathetic..
“ w̵̢̹͕̳̫̎̒͐͜͝á̴̡̤̖̰̜̩̼̼͋̊̌̓̑͑̆͘͜k̷̯͎͍̟̼̖̹̫̱̘͂̿̽͘ê̸̢̲̤̺̩̭̦̯ ̸͓̠͙͓̮̲̯̓͛͛͐͆̎̑̚͜͝͠û̵̟̰̼͉̯̙̖̙̰͌ͅp̶̆”
He wish he could.
Eyes darting over the now painted red body. Who knew death could be so ethereal? His head aches, of course it does. He's being erased. He's deleted. He no longer is there anymore. He can no longer see the boy he had longed to love.
A certain brunette, He had longed to see, longed to love, longed to stay with.
He failed.
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A look of worry mixed with fear danced it's way through Harry's face. Sweating, heart pounding its way out of his chest. Shaking, holding his shoulders anxiously, trembling all over. He wish he could scream, but in the end, it all came out as a pathetic whine.
He wished the boy on the white infirmary bed would wake up.
Sometimes wishes never come true, do they?
YOU ARE READING
I'm here. ( Hedric )
FanfictionHarry James Potter, the wizarding world's savior, being bullied for being gay, who would have thought?
