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Title: Laugh and Laugh and Fall Apart (Harry POV)
Author: Crimson
Rating: R
Pairing: H/D
Disclaimer: So very much not mine. *cries*
Summary: Harry sees something he shouldn't have.
Warning: character death

I saw you with him last night. Saw you on your knees like a whore with your dirty little mouth stretched around his cock as he dug his scarred and stained fingers into hair you wont even let me touch. I stood and watched as his hips bucked and you swallowed everything before slithering up letting him lick the taste off your lips. I stood watching, and shaking, bile rising in my throat. How could you do this to me? I gave you everything you wanted, everything you needed, everything I felt you deserved. I loved you.
Your skin is smooth and creamy under my hands. Skin I love to mark, and now is no exception. You buck and flail underneath me, hands clawing at my arms, eyes watering as you try to gasp for air. Those eyes of yours like ice, dulling, pleading, I can watch the life draining out of you. You’re not really making an effort to struggle anymore. A single tear slides down into your hairline and you’re gone. I can’t see you in those eyes anymore and I’m laughing. I’m laughing and laughing and laughing. Don’t worry. I’ll send him to you soon.