"WE THINK OF FIRE, LIKE BEAUTY.
IT BURNS BRIGHT, LIGHTING UP EVEN THE DARKEST OF THE ROOMS.
IT BURNS IN EVEN THE COLDEST OF THE PLACES.
IT BURNS, EVEN THE NICEST PEOPLE.
IT DESTROYS.
THAT'S WHAT SOME PEOPLE FORGET.
FIRE IS BEAUTY,
BUT FIRE IS ALSO DESTRUCTION.
SOME PEOPLE ARE SCARED OF FIRE,
OF THE HEAT,
THE DANGER.
THEY DO NOT REALIZE THAT FIRE IS ALSO BEAUTY.
IT ISN'T SHADES OF BLACK AND WHITE,
SOME FIRE ISN'T DANGER WHILE OTHER IS BEAUTY.
FIRE IS SHADES OF GREY,
ALL FLAMES ARE DANGER AND BEAUTY.
IT'LL BURN DOWN FORESTS,
BURN AIR,
BURN PEOPLE,
WITHOUT EVEN A THOUGHT.
A WILD FIRE,
A WILD FIRE IS EVEN MORE DANGEROUS,
ITS LIKE A HUNGRY WOLF.
STARVED FOR DAYS ON END,
AS SOON AS THE CHANCE GETS;
IT EATS EVERYTHING IN ITS PATH,
AND NOTHING CAN STOP IT.
BUT MAYBE IT WAS THE DANGER,
THAT MADE FIRE SO ENTRANCING,
SO DELICATE LOOKING,
SO FULL OF BEAUTY.
OR MAYBE IT WAS HOW SOME PEOPLE COULD DANCE WITH FIRE,
DANCE AROUND FIRE,
DANCE,
WITH FIRE,
THAT MADE IT BEAUTIFUL.
OR MAYBE,
THEY JUST LIKED TO SEE THINGS BURN."
~NIKKI NICOLE
warning: swearing
I don't own Harry Potter, I wish I did but I'm not that much of a genius. Harry Potter belongs to J.k. Rowling
In which Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy unravel their complicated relationship for one another in a house game of truth or dare.
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Draco suddenly leapt back, "we-I'm not gay." He panted.
Harry ran a hand through his hair, panting and feeling hot all over. "No?"
"No absolutely not. I-well. No." Draco stumbled, a hard look on his face. "Besides, I hate you. Potter."