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Torn History
By : Lunarsempai
Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male
Views: 1526 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: Disclaimer: This story is based on "Harry Potter, " the novels and subsequent films created by JK Rowling, licensed to various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury, Scholastic and Warner Bros. This e-publication makes no profi - Chapter List
Later that week; Dominic was taking care of a new client. This one was also a woman. She had long apple red hair that shone in the sun and high arching eyebrows. Her eyes were a bit too close together for his liking and made him a little cross eyed; however they were a striking Hazel colour. Her lips were plump but small and her cheeks puffed out a little as she smiled. Her skin was tanned and he shuddered as sea green eyes flashed across his vision.
"Good afternoon Mr. LaBorde, I came here because I heard you were the best for body painting." She extended her hand and he grabbed it in a firm shake.
"I see my reputation precedes me Ms…"
"Barker, Joanna Barker" she replied with a smile.
"Ah, so what can I do for you," Dominic asked, tying the strings of apron together and inviting his new client to sit. She sat down as Dominic offered her some water. She accepted and began her tale.
"I always wanted a tattoo, every since I was a child but have always had a very low pain threshold." She took a sip of water and smiled. "I thought I was out of luck until a friend of mine pointed me in the direction of body painting." Dominic nodded and wondered why she couldn't just get to the point. If he had seen her on the street he wouldn't have thought she would have been a talker. "… This week is my big performance and I need you to paint this on my front" She handed him a photo of a golden mountain lion stalking towards an unseen prey. He frowned, it wasn't hard but if it was for her dance she would need to be in early on the day of the performance.
"How big do you want it," he asked, sipping his coffee.
"I want it to fit my whole body; from face to knees at least" she replied, taking another sip of her water as she adjusted her skirt.
"I can do that, but you have to come in early on the day if you want it for a performance" Dominic countered, he watched as her brow furrow and blinked away the image of a girl who once did that same think.
"How early," Joanna asked.
"When is your performance?"
"It starts at eleven but I have to be there for nine before the rush of people."
Dominic sipped his coffee again. "Then you would need to be here by four on both days" He shuddered, every since he was a child he hated having to work in the afternoon; especially at Hogw- 'Don't think too much on it' He thought.
"That is fine with me" Ms. Barker replied, placing the empty glass on the table. "Thank you for your time Mr. LaBorde, I'll send you your deposit later today."
Dominic led her out of his loft and shut the door behind her. He slipped to the floor and choked back a sob as the memories he worked hard to block out invaded his senses. He saw a girl with a pug nose and a black boy sitting near a fireplace. He shuddered as a boy with flaming red hair and fiery eyes flashed before his eyes; he could tell the boy was shouting but couldn't make out any words.
The images changed from benign ones to ones that made the painter shiver with fear. He saw many people dressed in black with white masks covering their faces. He saw men and women from different walks of life convulsing on the ground with their mouths opened in silent screams. He curled into foetal position. 'Just ride it out, just ride it out, just ride it out.' He chanted in his mind, as the images got bloodier and gorier until a pair of bright green eyes filled his vision and he passed out.- You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
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