LilyTeddy

Quidditch, Rain, Smile, Stormier


He can see her through the rain, staring out at the vaguely green expanse that once was a Quidditch pitch. He can see her hair plastered to her head, even though she could probably stop the rain if she wanted to. She's perched sideways on a broom, her toes a few feet above the ground. He walks over to her and tugs on her ankle, not even close to pulling her off (not with all that grace).

She looks down at him, the rain dripping off her forehead and onto his. He motions for her to come down, and she drifts towards him, the smile sliding off her face and little rivulets of rain running down her cheek. He opens his mouth, but closes it again, at a loss for the words she needs to hear.

"Lils…" he whispers, barely audible over the storm. "I- I'm sorry."

Her expression darkens and she starts to drift away from him, her stormy eyes hardening as she moves further and further away.

"Lily." He calls, but she's already gone, shooting off into the darkness, a shadow of the light she used to be.

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She flies as fast and as far as she can, the rain hammering into her skull and driving out images of blue hair and crooked smiles.

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He starts running, his feet pounding into the sodden earth, the splashes of mud streaking out behind him.

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She doesn't know when she starts crying, but it's somewhere between the lake and the forest, and it's a flood of despair and hate and emptiness.

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He doesn't know when he started dying, but it was sometime between when he left and she didn't care.

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She doesn't know what brings her there, but she flies straight towards the middle of the forest, catapulting her way through the trees and getting tangled in the bushes that scrape her bare arms as she passes.

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He knows exactly where she's going, and he starts to run faster, the breath burning his lungs and the pain burning a hole in his heart.

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They collide in a tangle of rain and dirt, him catching her before she hits the ground. She punches his nose and he drops her on the dirt, reeling back. She starts screaming at him, a mix of sobbing and crying and yelling. He starts walking towards her, before he's running and then he picks her off the ground and kisses her, a mix of rain and regret and I'm sorry. She goes to punch him in the face again, but her hands end up cupped around his cheeks and her mouth on his.

He smiles, the storm raging around them and the fire burning inside.