(Neville/Luna)
Written for DramioneLurver whose piece When the Battle Ends (which is beautiful) won a little competition I held
peace is s h a t t e r e d
- like thin ice -
when they burst in
curses flash
lighting up the room
.&&.
screams flit
from table to table
.:.
he reacts
without thinking
rising quickly to his feet
(wanting to protect)
.:.
heavy black cloaks flutter
soft - like butterfly wings
yet dangerous
like b r o k e n promises
.&&.
poisonous words
.:.
he searches the room
uttering a silent plea
(save them)
.&&.
his gaze rests
on her
.:.
her pale grey eyes
are watching him
showing fear
and something else
- something deeper -
.&&.
suddenly
time stands s t i l l
in that moment
he knows
what he has been seeing
for so long now
in those eyes
(those beautiful eyes)
her heart
.&&.
he knows now
that she has loved him
since . . . forever
and he has loved her
just as long
.:.
then time
comes rushing back
.&&.
evil makes its move
just as good does
both stepping t o w a r d s her
both r e a c h i n g out
.&&.
her eyes
(those beautiful eyes)
show fear
show love
impossibly at the same time
.:.
they reach her first
.&&.
whisk her up
in a swirl of blackness
.:.
and he
screams. screams. screams
her name
struggling to r e a c h her
brushing the tips
of her fingers
with his
setting his s o u l
on fire
.&&.
they can never
b r e a k him
taking her
only fuels the flames