This is during the dance scene in the MOVIE Deathly Hallows, so please don't tell me "This isn't in the book!" I for one loved the scene added in the movie, so I wrote this. I am strictly Ron/Hermione, but I thought this scene was really cute. I hope you all like it!
The words leak from the speakers as I sit resting my chin on my knees. Ever so often my eyes flicker to his bed. The blankets are still wrinkled from where he lay what seems like moments ago. His words still echo in my head; every one of them. His laugh floats through my head; a pleasant song that I can't forget.
The tent opening rustles and in he walks. Taking a seat in the chair farthest away from me, he watches me. I'm acutely aware of his eyes on me and butterflies in my stomach come alive, flying circles in my stomach. I hear the soft scrape of a chair, and soon his hand is reaching for mine, pulling me up. He stares into my eyes as he reaches around my neck and unclasps the wretched locket, then tosses it onto the bed beside us.
He leads me to the center of the tent, twisting this way and that, dancing with my still frame. His smile is a comfort for me, and soon I find my own lips curving upwards. I dance with him, twirling around the tent like we're at a wedding. Our laughter fills up all the empty space around us, enclosing us in this moment.
When the chorus dies down and the music slows, he draws me close, and I rest my head on his broad shoulders. We sway back and forth, back and forth, until our hearts slow to the beat of one and others. I close my eyes and breath in deeply. Though we've been on the run for months, he still smells like himself; freshly cut grass and spearmint toothpaste.
My eyes are closed, but I still see him! HIs smile, his eyes, the touch of his hand in mine. I love everything about him.
Then the music dies, and I open my eyes. My vision, blurred before, now clears and I look at him. As I watch, his hair fades from orange to brown, and the transparent blue of his eyes edges away to reveal the striking green of my best friend.
It is only Harry.
I step away from Harry, the weight of my crushed heart to much to bear. I know Harry is trying to help me, but only one person can help.
But Ron's not here.
So yeah, it is really short, but so is the scene! This was just what I though Hermione may have been thinking are imagining as she and Harry danced. Hope you all enjoyed it!