suffering [h.s]

suffering [h.s]

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"You're the one making me suffer, Harry!" My yell slowly grows quieter towards the end. His hand clenched tighter around my throat, and as we held eye contact, his mouth came up to my ear, so I could hear him exhale as he whispered. "No you got it all wrong darling, I'm the one suffering not you." ••••• suffering • noun the state of undergoing pain, distress, or hardship In a world where a deadly virus is killing off the human race the cure is vital to live. Now millions of people are now dead to the hands of this infectious virus. But when Kingsley gets kidnapped, as well as other orphans will the suffering they endured be enough to find the cure?
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Harry once asked me what was the most painful thing I've endured in my life, I couldn't answer to him back then but, hearing his desperate plead for me to hold on I got my answer now. ¨Hold on please, darling.¨ And for the first time since knowing him I wanted to listen to him only now I physically couldn't but I forced myself for him, for my ray of sunshine, for my angel. It took everything in me to open my eyes but I mustered all my energy and weakly opened them to see my favorite shade of green staring back at me, and almost as a reflex ever so slowly my lips curled up at the sight of him. However, at the sight of me grief washed all over his face. I'm here but it's as if he was mourning me. I've never felt so helpless in my life, I wanted to assure him that this isn't his fault, I wish I had the strength to. ¨I'm sorry baby, I'll get us out of here.¨ Watery eyes and a determined face promised me and the only thing I could muster was a weak smile. And with that he turned to face our aggressor. ¨My house, my chair, my wife,¨ At the sound of the last word my heart literally skipped a beat and I swear my eyes almost budged off my face when a second ago I could barely keep them open. ¨You better kill me before I fucking get free, you're on borrowed time and I fucking swear I'll have the time of my life making you pay for what you're doing to my wife.¨ ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It's not the most ideal thing to be a mafia leader with two kids, and it surely isn't the most logical thing to fall in love with your enemy. -------------- A dark Harry fic with a little twist. Or maybe two.

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