ONE YEAR AFTER GRADUATION
"You've got to promise me that we'll get a white house." She insisted.
I laughed, "Sure, whatever. White house; got it."
"With a wide garden,"
"With a wide garden," I repeated as I held my hand up, as if I was giving an oath. I caught the smile on her face as she laid her head on my chest, "Why are you smiling like that?" I asked as I rolled her brunette lock on my fingers.
She shrugged and squeezed me tighter,
"I just love you."
I woke up in cold sweat. The weather was drowning the room; it was almost like a desert. I rubbed my eyes with both my thumb and index, yawning in the process. I turned towards the clock on my desk. Half past three. I sighed.
Sleeping was almost impossible in the weather that day, I thought. I rolled to my other side and stared at the empty wall for a long time, contemplating on whether or not I should get up or get back to sleep. I shut my eyes, ready for my dreams to swallow me.
"Oh my god, you have got to stop eating your food that way."
She looked up at me with a frown, "I eat however I like."
"Adding vegetables in every meal?" I shook my head, "Your diet is terrifying."
"At least I eat my onions." She said in a snappy tone, "It's not even a diet."
"But it's veggie everything." I said. She rolled her eyes at my concern and waved a carrot at me.
"Healthy living!"
Was that a dream? No. It was a memory. God, it's like I've been living off memories. But I'd rather live on them than forget them, right? This wasn't healthy. God, what am I even doing? I shut my eyes again.
Whenever sleeping became too difficult, I'd throw flashbacks at myself. I'd watch them from a different timeline, rewind, pause and play. "Because that's what Draco Malfoy does best." But I hate it. I hate remembering everything in full detail because it makes me remember things I'd wish I'd forget.
"Sing me a song."
"Which one?" She asked, lifting her brown eyes from the pages of her book.
"Le Vie En Rose."
She snorted, "You heard that a million times already."
"But it's different when it's you." I whispered, nudging her with my elbow.
She blushes a bit and turns her gaze away,
"Hold me close and hold me fast,
This magic spell you cast,
This is La Vie En Rose.
"When you kiss me heaven sighs,
And though I close my eyes,
I see La Vie En Rose."
I can still hear her voice. I really can. And slowly, I started to drift to sleep as the memory finished the rest of the song.
Hermione, where are you?