It happened in the time it takes to blink,
just like that.
-Imtiaz Dharker
It happened in the time it takes to blink.
Like a car crash, a train wreck, losing somebody you love. Occurring so fast you almost miss it. That blink that could have cost you your first reaction. Eyes wide open as the fateful event manifests into your body's response.
It happened in the time it takes to blink. Just like that, Hermione's quill fell from the edge of her desk to the floor.
He didn't blink. He didn't miss it. He didn't miss anything.
Just like that, he stopped to pick it up, rested the feathers on the corner of the wood.
'Thanks,' she muttered, her eyes still fixed on her books, dropping one by one into her worn bag.
'Too slow,' he said. And then, 'Mine now.'
She blinked.
She didn't miss him slip it into his pocket.
Just like that, Draco Malfoy had her quill.
A/N: I don't know if these even make sense anymore, but I'm hoping you might find some inner meaning from them.