Clocks.

PERSONAL THOUGHTS.

By. RaynLove.

Everybody needs a song. A beautiful melody. When the nights are long. 'Cuz there is no guarantee that this life is easy.

Running away from the problems seemed to be the best policy. The trees in the park were shifting in the light breeze and children's laughter were snaking through the open air toward Hermione as she ran. She pressed on down the beaten path as parents ordered ice cream for greedy hands and kissed under the waning sun. There was a shout behind her and then a pop as she was gone sucked into a vortex of darkness and compressed until her ribs hurt until finally she was dropped to the ground at a small studio. Sitting down for a moment and letting her breath come in quick gasps she glanced around making sure no one had followed her. When she was thoroughly satisfied she pushed off the floor and moved toward the piano seated before her. The echo of her footsteps was loud in the room along with every other noise the shift of her body and the piano made as she opened the cover and put her fingers lightly on the keys. Beginning to tap out a melody that came to her naturally she sighed getting lost in the music. It was the only way that she could pretend that the boy hadn't broken her heart. A tear dripped down out of her eye as the clock above the piano ticked out the disappearing seconds.

Yeah, when my world is falling apart and there's no light to break up the dark that's when I, I, I look at you.

He had betrayed her. She shouldn't be surprised. Draco Malfloy should have never been trusted in the first place but she had fallen and fallen hard. She had fallen so hard that the clock had broken and she couldn't remember the last time she had actually paid attention to the time. It was summer though and she didn't really care she was wasting her life away trying to hold together the little romance they had and that was a hard feat considering how untrusting he was. When she thought that she had finally broken through the façade he had been putting up for the past month. He had been lying Blaise Zabini told her so. The look on his face as she ran began to pull on her heartstrings and a warmth flared in her stomach but was quickly replaced as she slammed her fingers down on whatever keys were nearest to her and made a heart crunching sound that was sure to make any human ear scream in pain but she ignored it and finally curled up on the piano bench and closed her eyes.

When I look at you, I see forgiveness. I see the truth. You love me for who I am like the stars hold the moon. Right there where they belong and I know I'm not alone…

In her dream she was running faster than she had ever run before and the ominous ticking of a clock was supposed to symbolize the beating of her heart and how long she had till it broke completely. A door loomed in the distance and she could see Draco standing there more nervous than he had ever been. Hermione stared at him the ticking in the background slowing down as time slowed down and she watched the boys movements. She used to hate this kid, up until he showed up just like this last summer. He had reached out to her touched her heart and from then on there was no going back. He visited every night, because in the day time he was busy trying to get out of a marriage with pugfaced Pansy Parkinson. Then again who wouldn't get out of a betrothal with her. The wind echoed in her mind and the clock sped up and she watched as Draco walked off instead of knocking on the door. The silence of it hanging in the air like a ghost trapped between the two worlds. What would she be like now if he had done just that. Walk away. She would be stuck at home. Alone. With Draco she was never alone. He was always there, weather it was in person of by memory he had been there all summer. Just holding her. Now that it was shattered and now that she realized it was shattered the clock broke as all clocks do at some point. The hour, minute, and second hand crashed to her feet and the clock face that had the beating heart on it began to come crashing down. The noise it made was loud and she covered her ears and jerked herself awake as the sound of waves crashing left her ears ringing.

When the waves are flooding the shore and I can't find my way home anymore that's when I, I, I look at you.

Wiping the puddle up with her sleeve Hermione took a deep breath and finally decided that maybe it was time to move on with her life because it couldn't have lasted forever. Sitting up and glancing back she saw the once person she hadn't wanted to but at the same time something tugged at her heart and jerked her into the cold reality that he was there and she had to do something because she couldn't run away this time. He took a step and she cringed trying not to look away but failing because she knew that she would get lost in those eyes. Glancing up at him from beneath heavy lashes coated in tears she saw him and the pain he himself had been going through. His face was streaked with tears.

"How did you know I was here?" He took another step and as she realized there was nowhere to go and without strength to apparate she just had to sag against the piano and hope he didn't try and touch her.

"I've spent two months of my life with you. I know you." A pale hand reached up as his lips trembled to say something but then the limb fell back to his side. Looking everywhere but his eyes she remembered the kisses the shared, the secrets that had been whispered into each others ears, and the blush that had at one time or the other coated both their cheeks.

You appear just like a dream to me Just like kaleidoscope colors that prove to me All I need, every breath I breathe…

Finally looking up into those gray eyes she took slowly in the realization of how much she loved him and more tears slipped from the corners of her eyes and got caught on strands of hair, slid down her neck, and even slipped onto her lips and tasted of salt. As she pursed her lips and gripped herself together with the last shred of love for him she had and she began to come to the realization that maybe he hadn't been lying and Blaise had just wanted to break them up. She took a deep breath and the clock slowly began ticking again. The one that had been broken was slowly being taped together and as she stood up she wobbled a bit before gripping him tightly around the waist and staying there.

"Even though you're crying, don't ya know, you're beautiful?"