I Was Lost
Note: These Characters belong to J.K. Rowling
Chapter 1-The Finding
I woke up in the middle of the night. I couldn't sleep. Maybe he haunted my dreams. Maybe it was the rain. I walked out side. The rain. All I could see was the rain. It fell all around me. Yet I wasn't wet. I was dry. I was high. I was high on rain. It fell like wine. I drank it. It tasted sweet. Like sugar. Then he came. Like a dot in the distance. Slowly he came. His shape grew bigger every passing minute. He was wet. He was sad. I embraced him. Wet became dry, low became high. We became one. "What are you doing here?" He said pushing brown hair out of my brown eyes.
"I couldn't sleep." I breathed out as I looked at his red hair, which seemed less fiery in the rain. We looked longingly into each other's eyes for many minutes. Then he pulled me in tighter. His nose brushed my nose. His breath hot in my eyes. The world steamed over. I was slipping. The last thing I remember was him kissing me. Lips cool, but feeling hot.
"I love you." He whispered during a pause.
"I love you too." I responded before I found him again. Then I slipped completely away.
We awoke the next morning covered in dew. We were outside the castle on the lawn. The grass plastered to our bodies. I felt like I belonged there. It was so peaceful. Then I realized that I lay in his arms. I did not feel out of place. I felt like I belonged. His body was warm. His eyes were still closed, and breathing heavy. I smiled to him and rolled closer. I kissed him lightly and closed my eyes. I never really fell asleep after that, but waited for him to open his eyes. I longed to see his eyes. The way they looked at me. The way they made me feel.
About mid morning the eyes opened. My eyes were resting when he kissed me lightly. I slowly opened mine. We gazed at each other for a moment, then we kissed. Not with the same passion as the night before, but it still made my heart leap. Then I rolled away. He looked at me with confusion, but did not follow me. I felt that if we remained like that much longer we might be found. My body was still and dry by now, so I stood up. I heard the birds chirping. He stood beside me and put his arm on my shoulder. I leaned my head on his neck. His warmth was comforting in the cool spring air. We stood there for a while, in a happy silence.
It was about lunch time when we made are way back to the castle. I felt slightly uncomfortable in my nightdress, and I pulled it down as far as I could. He moved his arm to my waist and scooped me up. "Let them see." He said to the world. He should talk, his ensemble was maroon and way to small. It gave me the chills just looking at it.
"What if they talk?" I questioned in a hopeless way. I didn't even think about that.
"Let them." He made everything seem so simple. I felt fine being held there in his arms. Then we walked into the entrance hall.