Canopy of Branches
Wordcount: 100
Rating: G
Summary: How much would be destroyed if I wondered what it would be like to kiss you? A quiet HHr moment, stargazing.
Disclaimer: All the property of J.K Rowling. Although I've been told that legally this thing isn't worth rat's ass. Ah well!
A/N: Just a short drabble that I had on my mind. Am not quite pleased with how it turned out,
because in my head it was so much better, but although I have tried I can't seem to change it.
I will welcome any feedback as though it were my own child. ;)Hermione blinks again, closes her eyes experimentally. There can be no difference
when the darkness behind her closed eyes is what greet her open ones.
"What you thinking?" Harry asks drowsily, his voice a rumble against her back.
She leans in closer against his chest, drinking in his presence. Their shared warmth
under the blanket is a tangible perfection in the september evening chill. Ghostlight
of stars trickles through a canopy of leaves and night. They're impossibly alive,
suspended together in this shared moment.
"How much would be destroyed if I wondered what it would be like to kiss you?"