A/N: Written for Liss' (fabricated fantasies) The Moments Competition at the NGFs. Thanks to Vicky (vicky199416) for betareading.
Day 1.
(wave, crystalline, parchment – american honey, lady antebellum)
First sight.
get caught in the race
of this crazy life
trying to be everything can make you lose your mind
He cast a glance over his shoulder; the hair that had earlier hung down in his eyes was now plastered on his forehead, thanks to it being soaked.
The drops were so heavy whilst he felt so small that he was certain they would leave bruises all over him.
He sped up, but it felt like he had gone nowhere at all. His legs wouldn't move fast enough, and the waves to the left of him were mocking him, taunting him, with their speed and tremendous power. They almost reached his feet when they hit the shore; every time, his heart jolted—he didn't want them to touch him.
He looked behind himself again, and no longer knew if tears or rainwater drenched his face. It could have been either.
It was empty behind him, so he stumbled down against the sand, and it didn't matter that it was wet and muddy, it didn't matter that he was getting dirty, it just didn't matter. Closing his eyes, he tried to breath.
After a while, he relaxed—maybe everything was all right. His breathing steadied, and he dared to open his eyes again.
And looked straight into another pair. He jumped almost three feet up in the air, but she put a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, it's okay." Her crystalline blue eyes were like diamonds against grey sky, and her damp hair made Lorcan realized who it was.
He had never before spoken to her, Lucy Weasley, but he had spotted her in the crowds of noisy Gryffindors. "What are you doing here?" he asked quietly.
"You seemed to need company," she answered, equally low, and her white hands that played with the parchment-coloured sand were so tiny that they seemed to disappear.
And maybe she was right; maybe all he needed to not break into a million pieces was someone to sit next to at the beach and watch the thunderstorm with in silence.