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person4Aww, this is the last one I needed to catch up on. From 10:53-11:08. *snorts* I actually took longer looking for a line to make into a title then I did writing the actually snippet.
Word= Happy
He’d learned of a million shades of happiness since the first time Percy’s lips had hesitantly met his own, and was learning more every day. To someone who’d in the past considered four or five to be an unmatched luxury this seemed almost impossible to comprehend, and sometimes he felt as though his heart would burst from being so full.
He’d learned the happiness that was Percy’s fingers dancing lightly across his skin, drawing out sensations he’d never imagined being capable of, then moving on and creating even better ones.
He’d discovered the happiness of swift spider-soft kisses trailing down his neck, across his shoulders and down his back, his skin tingling at the feel of them.
He now knew the happiness of waking up early and watching the soft play of early morning light on Percy’s face, so beautiful and wonderful that Harry couldn’t imagine what he’d ever done to deserve his place by Percy’s side. Of kissing him awake, and seeing the half-awake smile meant only for him, and feeling so loved that he couldn’t even remember he’d ever been friendless and alone in a household that hated him.
He learnt the happiness of visiting Percy when he was in full professional mode, and seeing the red-head crack a smile and a joke in front of startled co-workers who hadn’t even realised Percy knew how to smile, and knowing that no one else would ever have managed to do that.
He’d learned the happiness that was loving, with complete abandon, someone who loved you just as much. And, of all his new happinesses, that was the one he would guard with his life, that he would kill to preserve.
That was the one that, at long last, made him complete.
Word= Happy
He’d learned of a million shades of happiness since the first time Percy’s lips had hesitantly met his own, and was learning more every day. To someone who’d in the past considered four or five to be an unmatched luxury this seemed almost impossible to comprehend, and sometimes he felt as though his heart would burst from being so full.
He’d learned the happiness that was Percy’s fingers dancing lightly across his skin, drawing out sensations he’d never imagined being capable of, then moving on and creating even better ones.
He’d discovered the happiness of swift spider-soft kisses trailing down his neck, across his shoulders and down his back, his skin tingling at the feel of them.
He now knew the happiness of waking up early and watching the soft play of early morning light on Percy’s face, so beautiful and wonderful that Harry couldn’t imagine what he’d ever done to deserve his place by Percy’s side. Of kissing him awake, and seeing the half-awake smile meant only for him, and feeling so loved that he couldn’t even remember he’d ever been friendless and alone in a household that hated him.
He learnt the happiness of visiting Percy when he was in full professional mode, and seeing the red-head crack a smile and a joke in front of startled co-workers who hadn’t even realised Percy knew how to smile, and knowing that no one else would ever have managed to do that.
He’d learned the happiness that was loving, with complete abandon, someone who loved you just as much. And, of all his new happinesses, that was the one he would guard with his life, that he would kill to preserve.
That was the one that, at long last, made him complete.
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Date: 2003-07-08 08:48 pm (UTC)~Icarus
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Date: 2003-07-11 11:19 am (UTC)Wow, I'd have never imagined that one day someone would call something I'd written about dazzling. You've given me all sorts of warm fuzzies here.