This little idea was stuck in my head. Draco/Hermione. Set post DH. Personally I felt there was something under the skin of these two. There is no smoke without fire or so they say... wishful thinking? Perhaps. But if we are wishing for things then I dibs Tom Felton. Muhahaha... Enjoy. Xo.
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She was never his. Not at all. Even when their bodies collided in a sweet, sweaty mess of skin. They were separate. Always had been and always will be.
Yet there was something that pulled them together.
A force stronger than gravity. Harder to resist than breathing. Something they had to do, it was unavoidable. They'd find each other. Always.
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They'd scream and curse and wish each other dead. Words cutting like knives as each syllable formed on their lips. Every word bringing them closer, until they could taste each other's hate. Stinging their skin.
Then it would happen. The words would cease, and the clothes would fall.
Limbs would cave and melt together, moving as one. Elated cries filled the empty space where words had failed them moments ago.
Eyes would meet in an unrelenting fierceness. Neither one of them backing down, it had gone too far. It always did. They wouldn't be the ones to say stop. Instead they'd ride out the storm together, clashing against each other, fighting for control.
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When it was over they simply parted ways. Until the next intrusion. Silent in their shame they'd walk away, caught in a strange paradox of guilt and satisfaction.
He'd walk away fixing his tie, smoothing his hair. An unsettling pit in his stomach. Yet that devilish smirk painted on his lips.
She'd walk away, twirling her hair between her fingers. Caught in a memory of his touch. Hating herself for doing so.
They were each other's distraction from the chaos that had been their lives. The years hadn't been kind to anyone. It had been a royally fucked up mess. None had come out unscathed. Each tainted by past events.
That was their excuse. They each used each other.
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Fuck and forget. That's how it was suppose to be.
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If only it was that simple.
For them it never would be. Not at all.
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A/N: Penny for your thoughts? A shiny one at that. Xo.