Hello my dears! So so glad to be back. :)
Today's the first day of freedom after a long long year of classes, but I can assure you that I'm all yours now for the next couple of months. Over the time I haven't been with you I completed a multi-chap I'd been planning for almost a year now, and in the midst of that I'd learned so so much. Proud to show what I've been taught! ;)
Every third week of the next three months will be a new one-shot/freeverse. This summer I'm focusing on Romione, my absolute OTP. And on HP/JK's bday a lil' somethin' special ;)
This freeverse is inspired by the scene in the very beginning of HPDHP2 when you see Ron and Hermione sitting at the table in the Shell Cottage. I absolutely adore the soundlessness of that little moment.
To all who didn't know…I have a sister account now, (like a lion tamer), that's home to my earlier stories. Just wanted to say this because I didn't have a chance to tell this fandom at the time I created it and was moving the stories.
This one's for my friend rhmac12 :) Romione forever!
Silence
. . .
questions sprinting through each of their minds
flying like *fireworks*, causing unnoticeable eruptions
of what's he thinking?
and what's she thinking?
back and forth, like an interminable circle
they come to conclusions and ask again.
the boy stumbles on his thoughts
his fire-hair accurately reflecting the toil of his inner conversation
he's never like this, so flustered and confused
he's collected on the outside. but not in.
because every time he looks at her is a shattering *explosion* inside
the want to hold her, feel her, be hers
it drives him mad
it makes him mad
because all he wants
is to speak
the girl doubts her thoughts
they're unusually unorganized right now
she's never like this, so unsure and confused
she's composed on the outside. but not in.
because every time she looks at him is a burning *spark* inside
the want to hold him, feel him, be his
it drives her mad
it makes her mad
because all she wants
is to speak
two lovers
not knowing their love
sit across from each other
though it feels like –miles- are between
the pull they feel
the undying unbinding never ending bond between them
is only blocked by silence
and it's the loudest silence they've ever heard.
. . .
Review? Concrit is accepted and appreciated ;)
