It's been a while since the last time i wrote a fanfiction, therefore it might be bad. If you leave a review because you don't like it, please explain why to help me improve my writing. Also, i'd like to say that english is not my native language, it is french, so sorry for the spelling.

(i already posted that story on tumblr)

Thanks !

Tic,toc.

The repetitive sound of the clock was deafening, and every second felt like she was drowning more and more into despair.

Tic, toc.

She felt useless and she wanted to go find him, to do anything to help, but the Ministry told her not to move from her house.

Tic, toc.

No one knew what happened to him and they hadn't got any news for two days.

It had been horrible. She couldn't sleep, food felt like sand on her tongue, she couldn't get out of her house.

She was slowly losing her mind, imagining the worst scenarios.

Tic, toc.

She was strong, but not enough. Not after everything that had happened in her life, in their life. The war had left scars so deep that everybody was scared at the idea of learning someone's death, even a complete stranger.

Tic, toc.

Hope was quickly leaving her when she finally heard it. The tiny spark of hope that made her heart beat at the speed of light. And when she heard the familiar voice, the spark became a fire.

"Gin', I'm home !"

She stood up so fast her chair went to the floor, but she couldn't care less. She ran into the hall and didn't even took the time to think about what she was doing. She slammed their bodies against each other and hugged her husband with all the strength she had.

She put so much emotions in the hug it hurt her, and all the anxiety and fear she felt went in it. It was so good to see him, to feel him again. His soft smell of cinnamon was still there under the layers of dirt, and she felt at home again. She tightened her grip around his body just to be sure he was there, alive and with her.

But before Harry could reciprocate she broke the hug and slapped him hard, but not hard enough to hurt him too much.

"- Have you lost your damn mind ?! It's been four days, Harry, four days !" She was screaming with all the despair she kept in herself until now. "Do you know how worried I was ?! I thought I lost you again !"

Harry seemed to be confused, like he didn't understand what was happening right now.

" - But I -

- They were thirteen and you were three, Harry. Do you know how stupidly dangerous it was for you to try to stop them ?!

- But I was with Ron and Dean and they were not very powerful -

- I don't care ! You should have sent a owl to the Ministry to ask for reinforcement !

- Gin' -

- No, Harry. I spent most of my teenage years thinking that the boy I loved could die at any moments, and I don't want to live that ever again."

She felt hot tears running down her cheeks, but she didn't care. She already lost too many people in her life, and she knew too well the feeling of losing somebody she loved. She wasn't ready to feel again that burning feeling in her heart and she wasn't going to let that happen so easily.

That's when she felt two strong arms around her waist and a firm chest in front of her. She wrestled against him, trying to get out of his grip, but Harry wouldn't let her go and he made comforting noises in her ears to make her relax.

"It's okay, Gin'. I'm okay, we're okay …"

She protested again but without any conviction until she finally relaxed progressively in his arms while he was gently rocking her.

Tears kept falling silently on her face and she let herself feel alive again in her lover's arms.

"Hey, Gin' ?

- Yes ?

- I love you.

- I love you too, dumbass. Don't ever do that again.

- I promise."

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