Prompt: (#9) Make out in the rain.

It's Perfectly Strange, You Run In My Veins. How Can I keep You Inside My Lungs. I Breathe What Is Yours, You Breathe What Is Mine.

(Wolves Without Teeth- Of Monsters and Men)

"What are you doing here?" Severus croaked, frozen in surprise even as his eyes were seeing perfectly that vision of strangeness that his heart had ached for.

"I've missed the rain," she replied simply, tilting her head only marginally in his direction and as always, failing to answer the question he asked to his satisfaction.

"You're going to get sick," he said tonelessly, ignoring the heavy drops of rain that failed to penetrate his impervious charm.

It was not what he meant to say. It was not what he'd been wanting to desperately to tell her from the moment he knew of her abduction and his heart had felt as it if had been split open. But words... that ability to convey anything that was vulnerable to wanting had always been held tightly at bay... too afraid to let any little bit that could hurt come to light.

Even though she stood before him, drenched hair and clothes... and perfectly lovely and everything he'd so wanted and missed...

She'd been gone for so long, the singular ray of light in his life... and he'd been driven very close to madness trying to keep himself from storming Malfoy Manor in search for the one person that somehow kept him from falling apart... that somehow had managed to keep him from breaking apart at the seams from all the pressure of guilt and grief.

Luna's eyes opened and as she turned to regard him, he felt his breath catch in her throat because there was something so much more heart-breaking there... something that he wasn't sure he'd ever seen before in those ageless blue eyes.

"A cold would be nothing," and in her tone there was something... something that sounded so much like ice covered stones that Severus couldn't help reaching out to her, running his fingers through her heavy, soaked locks and pulling her soaked body into the folds of his cloak.

There was nothing he could say as he stared into her eyes, imagining what horrors she might have seen or been put through, nothing he could say that would comfort her or take it all away.

"I wanted to-" he attempted, his voice being choked by the attempt and Luna smiled at him.

He felt her raise on the tips of her toes beneath his hands, and press cold lips to his own. Felt her lips part, and taste his own while his own eyes shut, his hands clenching onto her, afraid to ever let her go and breathing in her breath, even as he exhaled his own desperation to do anything to help her... to save her.

And as they kissed, the rain like icy kisses on their skin as they lost themselves in the other's warmth, he was sure he could taste the ice melting away inside her... and the guilt being excised from his skin with her forgiveness.

~FIN~

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