Translation
Der Schleier fällt
The veil falls
Title: The Veil Falls
Author: Jerome
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairring:%
Warning: Songfic, Chara death, Childfic, sad, violence
Chapter: 1 of 1
Story: Harry is 5 years old. For as long as he can remember, he was beaten and hated by his relatives. When he falls down the cellar stairs while doing a job he is rescued by a person. But who is this person? What does she want from Harry?
~ The veil falls ~
The veil falls.
Leave the shadows!
I feel like that
longed for you
Do not let me wait!
Darkness surrounded the tiny body of Harry James Potter. The five year old lay trembling in his room. Although, you couldn't call the closet under the stairs a room. A mattress had been squeezed into this closet and there were broken toys, books and towels that little Harry had stolen on the shelves. He took one of these cloths to hand to bandage his bleeding wound on his leg. His uncle had hit him and Harry had landed his leg in a shard. Why did his uncle hit him? Because of a nullity. Harry had had to clean the kitchen that morning and a glass fell from the small child's hand and was broken. For this, his uncle had punished him with beatings, food withdrawal and locker arrest. Now little Harry had to take care of his wound.
The days passed and after three days Harry was allowed to get out of the closet for the first time. After a long period of deprivation of food, the dry bread was very good for him. Harry devoured the disk Aunt Petunia had given him, then took the list of to-do items from Uncle Vernon. He had already learned to read in order to be able to decipher the tasks his fat uncle gave him. Bringing laundry into the basement, mowing the lawn and ironing. So that was his job today.
Make the night into morning!
Let me be set free
and safe!
Erase the memory
in me out!
Give my soul a home!
Harry carefully took the oversized laundry basket in his tiny hands. Unsteady, no other way possible with the heavy basket, he walked towards the cellar stairs. Harry carefully put his foot on the first step.
Let the world sink in.
I want with you
to drown in nothing.
Resurrect with you as fire
and pass away in eternity!
When he followed the other foot, the little boy stumbled. With the laundry basket in his hand, Harry had nowhere to hold on and he fell down the stairs into the basement.
The child screamed softly in fear and closed his eyes so as not to feel the hard impact, but this did not materialize.
I cried
I laughed,
was discouraged
and hoped again.
But what I do
also made
remained to myself
I always faithful.
Harry landed softly again, expectantly. Carefully he opened his eyes and looked into the gray eyes of a strange person.Strange because he has never seen this person before. Even so, Harry knew immediately who was there under him.
He smiled at this person.
"Are you going to come and get me?" The little boy asked the blond man.
He smiled at the little child and nodded.
"Yes, Harry. I'm here to take you to your mom and dad," said the man, who wasn't older than 17 or 18 years.
"Would you like to come with me?" He asked the child.
"Yes, I want to see my mom!" Harry said softly.
The world searches in vain
the meaning of my life.
The man smiled gently.
"Then come to me, Harry," he said, holding out his hand to the boy unnecessarily. Harry, who was already lying on the blond man, now put his hand in the stranger's.
"I, Harry, am Draco Malfoy. Or also, Death!" Said the blond Death.
Because I belong ....
Harry felt the life slip out of his body. He put his arms possessively around Draco Malfoy, Death. He hoped that he would really come to his parents now and closed his eyes.
"Does it hurt, Harry?" Asked Death.
"No, not at all." Harry whispered and the last of his young life left the battered body.
... just me!
~ * ~
Well ... this story was very close to my heart.
Hope that I get suggestions for improvement or other reactions =)
LG Jerome
P.s .: The story with death comes from Elisabeth (musical)!
Author: Jerome
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairring:%
Warning: Songfic, Chara death, Childfic, sad, violence
Chapter: 1 of 1
Story: Harry is 5 years old. For as long as he can remember, he was beaten and hated by his relatives. When he falls down the cellar stairs while doing a job he is rescued by a person. But who is this person? What does she want from Harry?
~ The veil falls ~
The veil falls.
Leave the shadows!
I feel like that
longed for you
Do not let me wait!
Darkness surrounded the tiny body of Harry James Potter. The five year old lay trembling in his room. Although, you couldn't call the closet under the stairs a room. A mattress had been squeezed into this closet and there were broken toys, books and towels that little Harry had stolen on the shelves. He took one of these cloths to hand to bandage his bleeding wound on his leg. His uncle had hit him and Harry had landed his leg in a shard. Why did his uncle hit him? Because of a nullity. Harry had had to clean the kitchen that morning and a glass fell from the small child's hand and was broken. For this, his uncle had punished him with beatings, food withdrawal and locker arrest. Now little Harry had to take care of his wound.
The days passed and after three days Harry was allowed to get out of the closet for the first time. After a long period of deprivation of food, the dry bread was very good for him. Harry devoured the disk Aunt Petunia had given him, then took the list of to-do items from Uncle Vernon. He had already learned to read in order to be able to decipher the tasks his fat uncle gave him. Bringing laundry into the basement, mowing the lawn and ironing. So that was his job today.
Make the night into morning!
Let me be set free
and safe!
Erase the memory
in me out!
Give my soul a home!
Harry carefully took the oversized laundry basket in his tiny hands. Unsteady, no other way possible with the heavy basket, he walked towards the cellar stairs. Harry carefully put his foot on the first step.
Let the world sink in.
I want with you
to drown in nothing.
Resurrect with you as fire
and pass away in eternity!
When he followed the other foot, the little boy stumbled. With the laundry basket in his hand, Harry had nowhere to hold on and he fell down the stairs into the basement.
The child screamed softly in fear and closed his eyes so as not to feel the hard impact, but this did not materialize.
I cried
I laughed,
was discouraged
and hoped again.
But what I do
also made
remained to myself
I always faithful.
Harry landed softly again, expectantly. Carefully he opened his eyes and looked into the gray eyes of a strange person.Strange because he has never seen this person before. Even so, Harry knew immediately who was there under him.
He smiled at this person.
"Are you going to come and get me?" The little boy asked the blond man.
He smiled at the little child and nodded.
"Yes, Harry. I'm here to take you to your mom and dad," said the man, who wasn't older than 17 or 18 years.
"Would you like to come with me?" He asked the child.
"Yes, I want to see my mom!" Harry said softly.
The world searches in vain
the meaning of my life.
The man smiled gently.
"Then come to me, Harry," he said, holding out his hand to the boy unnecessarily. Harry, who was already lying on the blond man, now put his hand in the stranger's.
"I, Harry, am Draco Malfoy. Or also, Death!" Said the blond Death.
Because I belong ....
Harry felt the life slip out of his body. He put his arms possessively around Draco Malfoy, Death. He hoped that he would really come to his parents now and closed his eyes.
"Does it hurt, Harry?" Asked Death.
"No, not at all." Harry whispered and the last of his young life left the battered body.
... just me!
~ * ~
Well ... this story was very close to my heart.
Hope that I get suggestions for improvement or other reactions =)
LG Jerome
P.s .: The story with death comes from Elisabeth (musical)!