I do not own Harry Potter
Was I out of my head
Or was I out of my mind
How could have ever been so blind?
I was waiting for an indication it was hard to find
Don't matter what I say only what I do
I never mean to do bad things to you
So quiet but I finally woke up
If you're sad then it's time you spoke up, too
Out of my head- by Fastball
She came to him every Tuesday night.
He wasn't sure why it was only ever on Tuesday and he never asked her. She would creep into his bed, not saying a word, lay her head on his chest and hold him tight. He would hold her close to his body, taking in her scent, a mixture of apples and vanilla, probably from her shampoo. It drove him crazy sometimes.
The first time it had happened, he had stared at her wide eyed, not sure what she expected him to do.
She had merely stared back at him until she shyly put her arms around his body and lay her head on his chest. Following her lead, he let his arms move around her and gradually he felt her relax and fall asleep. He didn't catch a wink of sleep that night.
They never spoke of it in the morning.
Yet he wondered why it was always Tuesday that she came to him. Each time he built up his courage to ask her but somehow he didn't know how to approach the subject. Especially not when it was close to midnight and she lay next to him, trembling and obviously searching for his warmth and support.
On the fourth Tuesday, he built up his courage to ask her.
And when she came to his room and lay down next to him he cleared his throat to ask the questions burning at the back of his throat, ready to come spilling out of his mouth.
He heard the crinkle of his bed sheet and the sigh of the pillow as she laid her head on it. He heard the beat of his own heart, thudding so loudly he was surprised she didn't comment on it. He swallowed once, hoping that she would not react badly to his question, that she would not think that he didn't want her to be here with him, like this, close and in each other's arms.
'Ask her, ask her, ask her…' the words kept repeating in his head until he finally heard himself ask her.
"Why?"