Dislcaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
Author's Note: This was something I wanted to write a long time ago, but couldn't find a way. It wasn't meant to be like this but I like it more somehow. The song paired with this is Lightness by Death Cab For Cutie. More writing will be coming soon, hang in there with me.
Ignorance
I've been feeling something lately.
Something I know I shouldn't, something I think about all the time.
It's like it infects my whole body and seeps everywhere.
Every finger, every nerve ending, every sense of anything I had ever beheld.
She was all I could feel.
And all I could think about.
Yet, with every thread that made my being so wrapped in her, all I could bring myself to do was watch.
Watch because my body wouldn't move from the complete sensory overload.
And, the small part of the equation that didn't register because I was so blinded…
Fred.
It hurt to think his name, as if that gave everything a settled feeling, making him real.
Making him there.
Him and not me.
I had been so disconnected that the first real time I thought of him, not just spoke to him, broke whatever mirror I had been seeing reality out of.
And then I noticed, watching from behind shadows and flickering firelight, that it was him…and not I kissing a trail down her slender neck.
It was his hand sliding up her back to fist itself in her long, silken hair.
And it was his name she whispered when I saw those pearly teeth buried in her rich skin.
My mouth watered with my eyes, and I slowly got up, lest to show myself in a situation I no longer wanted to be a part of.
And I stalked off to the kitchens' and knicked a rather large bottle of Firewhiskey.
Wishing, and praying, that I would fall asleep soon enough to be able to forget him again.
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