Moondaughter

The face of Lucius Malfoy loomed over him, a triumphant, smug smile set in place. ``“Broken yet?” ``If you don't like non con, don't read this fic, period.

"He dreamt of green swirling fog, alive in darkness and blackness so deep it looked like the embodiment of chaos. "````Harry has a dream one night that scares the hell out of him. No Voldemort, no lovey-dovey stuff, more of a spiritual experience. Read it and find out, and while you're at it, reviews are most welcome.

Harry musing about his love using a very melodramatic French poem, which actually makes this fic a part songfic. Also contains humor of some sort, but the general atmosphere in here would be fluffy-little-bunny-rabbits-hopping-about, like any ol' good AT fic.``SLASH, you have been warned.