Movements of the eye
It was just a flicker, a small movement of the eye, a fraction of a second that our eyes locked.
But it was enough, it had to be enough.
It was all we could do and I lived up to that moment, that move of your beautiful green eyes and it made my day.
I've always watched you from afar, saw your eyes make that move, but it wasn't to me those days. It was Chang you were looking at, and everytime she looked back you turned all red.
I wonder if you knew how god damned cute you looked when you did this. And everytime you did this, it killede me a little further because I knew you would never look at me.
After a while I saw you change and you didn't look at her anymore. I knew it was bad but I had a little hope those days, that you'd notice my secret glances in the hallway or at the quiditch pitch, that you finely noticed me. And it broke my heart when you started looking at someone else.
This time it was the weasley girl you were looking at and even though my head had other things to do my heart made me look at you everytime you two had one of those special moments.
I should've never alowed myself to hope because eveytime you gave her that look it killed me even more then it did with Chang.
Ofcourse you knew I existed because you did look at me, but everytime I looked into your eyes with a little hope deep down, I had to fight not to take a step backwards because the anger in your eyes was enough to kill a person less in love then I was.
After that horrific night at the tower you didn't even try to kill me with a stare anymore. And I was totally lost, your eyes full of pain and anger were the only things that helped me to live on and now they were gone.
I even missed the anger, big enough to kill, that I knew you felt when you saw me in the past. And everytime I saw you I tried desperately to catch your glances but you ignored me even more if I tried.
Then that wonderfull but excrusiating day came. I landed on the porche of the burrow and asked you lot to help me. Even then your eyes were cold en meaningless untill you caught me in my room that night crying my eyes out.
And you looked straight through me and you saw me, for the very first time you saw me, and what you mean to me. And the cold faded away and those green eyes seemed to turn even greener and i knew it had hapened, you noticed my love.
And after all those days and nights you still look at me like that and I know you always will because love is the only thing you can find underneath my fear and your anger.
But we are carefull not to let anybody else see the love because it is too fragile to be shown just yet. So we wait. We steal glances in class, and nights in The Room. And it has to be enough... for now
-fin-