Post by crystalpheonixeyes on Nov 10, 2006 21:45:30 GMT -5
Disclaimer: Do I dress like I have money? Nope, I shop at Pay-half. 
A/N: Hope you guys like it. I am not sure if I did this right, so yea.....
Summery: #047 Heart
The Purple robes thrown all through his room, was an indication of the type of man that had left. It was not his choice to leave, as one knew, but rather a chance to save another’s life. And for that, the young man would always be grateful. One the other hand, the one woman who knew him the best, his friend, his confidante, the woman with held his heart secretly had no idea. She never would, for even The Dark lord himself had not seized the information from his killers mind. Sure there were many things that he wished he had declared to her. The fact that he loved her, was on the bottom of his list. But from where he was now, that seemed the most important. The Horcruxes, the plan for his death, seemed trivial.
Her Heart was breaking and he could nothing. Not one smiled had graced her features since he left. Her eyes had grown dark, and never would those vibrant emerald eyes see the light of day again. One thing was certain though, his heart had shattered and he wondered how he could of agreed to leave this world and her behind.
A/N: Hope you guys like it.
I am not sure if I did this right, so yea.....Summery: #047 Heart
The Purple robes thrown all through his room, was an indication of the type of man that had left. It was not his choice to leave, as one knew, but rather a chance to save another’s life. And for that, the young man would always be grateful. One the other hand, the one woman who knew him the best, his friend, his confidante, the woman with held his heart secretly had no idea. She never would, for even The Dark lord himself had not seized the information from his killers mind. Sure there were many things that he wished he had declared to her. The fact that he loved her, was on the bottom of his list. But from where he was now, that seemed the most important. The Horcruxes, the plan for his death, seemed trivial.
Her Heart was breaking and he could nothing. Not one smiled had graced her features since he left. Her eyes had grown dark, and never would those vibrant emerald eyes see the light of day again. One thing was certain though, his heart had shattered and he wondered how he could of agreed to leave this world and her behind.
