"Don't you ever feel ..."
"Alone!?! All the time!" He spat out, with no time for me to react. I was shocked by his response. It was the first sign of emotion I had seen all night, and it frightened me. I sensed that I struck a chord. Something inside him that was sensitive.
We sat in silence for a few minutes. I was afraid to say anything else, thinking that he might get mad at anything else I had to say. Turning my head so I could face him, I glanced up at his features. His eyes met mine and the same expression he wore all night stared back at me. I prayed to God that he would say something or even show some emotion. For a second, I though I saw his eyes glisten with a stray tear. I prayed he would open up, start talking, even cry. But no, he turned away to hide his face.
"Draco?" I whispered softly, just loud enough for him to hear.
"Hmm?" He answered turning his head to face me and gave me all of his attention. He sat there waiting for me to continue, to see what I'd say next.
I stroked the side if his face, tracing his cheekbones with my finger tips feeling his hairs on his chin, showing he hasn't shaved for a while. He caught my glance ones more. I pulled his face closer to mine, and our tips touched. He responded to my kiss, resting his own hand in my hair. I didn't know what else to say or do so I depended the kiss. His anger from my last comment seemed to flow through his harsh kisses. I could feel his emotions with the way he touched me. The pent up rage and anger inside him just exploded and he began to take over, pushing me down to the ground. The shock of my back hitting the ground made me gasp and pull away.
I looked into his eyes once more and they looked glassed over, like he was trying to hide his emotions from me again.
"No." I breathed out, not wanting his emotions to go away again. It took so long for me to get one ounce of emotion I was afraid I wouldn't be able to see any again.
"I think its time I took you back." He spoke facing towards the castle. "Its late, they'll be wondering where you went."
"I don't care!!" I cut him off, tears running down my cheeks. "It doesn't matter what they think. All that matters is what you think! And for one damn minute just tell me! Tell me what you are thinking!"
He looked so shocked by my comments. Taking my hand, he lifted them to his lips and whispered "All I'm thinking of right now, is how beautiful you look in the moonlight."
The tears kept running but now they were tears of joy. Maybe this could work out, I thought as we held hands and walked back to the castle.
