Looking at Your Heart
Chapter 10
A Peek inside yourself
The next morning Kara woke up and saw that Hermione had already left her bed. She hoped that she was going to find Draco, to talk to him. She stretched and yawned as she contemplated getting up, and decided to snooze a little more. That's what Saturday's are for anyway.
Her dozing was interrupted by Jenny Weasley bounding into the dormitory, and informing her that there was someone in the common room who really wanted to see her. Feeling too tired to play any games; she sat up enjoying the disappointed look on Jenny's face when she said without batting an eye, "Tell Harry I'll be right down." Then she thought to her self as she watched Jenny leave with much less enthusiasm than she entered with, "Thank Goodness for good old Telepathy." And she finished getting dressed.
When she came down to the common room, it looked deserted, she stopped and looked around, then she could hear him in her head, "I'm over here you silly." And she quickly turned around to see him sitting behind the stairway in a tall chair facing the window. She joined him in a similar chair next to him, and gazed out the window. It was a gorgeous day. Bright and cheery, certain to be one of the last of the season as winter would soon be upon them. She looked over at Harry and asked him if he wanted to join her for a walk around the lake.
He agreed, and they left the common room and made their way down to the entrance hall. Walking through the entrance hall Kara spotted Hermione and Draco leaving the great hall together, not looking pleasant, but not looking upset either, which she decided was a good sign. Harry just happened to glance over to see what caught her attention, and almost choked on his own breath at the site.
"What is she doing with him?" he asked sternly, glaring over his shoulder as Kara grabbed his arm and lead him faster out to the grounds.
He looked at her, and she tried to look as unconcerned as she could, but she had spent to much time with Harry the last couple of weeks. He was helping her with her Defense against the dark arts homework, and in that time they had become close, and gotten to know each other pretty well. He knew she was hiding something.
Harry cornered her under a tree by the lake, and asked her, "What is going on, you know something, I can tell." He demanded.
She nodded that she did, but remained tight lipped. Harry started to become a little agitated, which Kara didn't like, and she decided she would let him in on some of the goings on.
She told Harry some of the things she and Hermione had talked about, and about talking to Draco, and the feelings she got from him. That he really wanted to change, but fear of vengeance from his father had stopped him till now.
Somehow even after all she had told him, he just seemed to get more and more agitated. She didn't understand, she thought he would want Hermione to be happy, and she knew this would do it. He didn't seem to think so though. He told her that he thought that Malfoy was playing a dirty trick on both of them. Of course he didn't know about the vision Malfoy had shared with her. She knew, and rightly so that he wouldn't want Harry Potter to know anything that secret and deep.
When Harry didn't seem to be giving an inch, he just sat there red faced, and shut her out, she knew she needed to do something drastic. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, she was comfortable with Harry as a friend, but when it came to revealing even a little of what she felt about him, it terrified her. But she did it anyway. She put her hand out and softly touched his hand, in an effort to get his attention. He must have been very upset because it took a minute for him to realize she was touching him.
When he finally did, and he looked her in the eye, she said, "Harry, I need you to trust me." He looked down at her hand she had placed it on top of his hand that he had been leaning on to support himself. He turned his hand over and grasped hers gently, which made her heart leap. Then she continued, "I need you to hear me. I need you to understand. Ok?" she said in a soft voice.
He nodded, and looked at their hands that were now intertwined and her fingers caressed his softly as she spoke. It seemed to put him in a trance so he only heard her voice. And he listened to her tell about the night Hermione and she went to the kitchen for a snack. When she finally got to the part where Trelawney entered, and spoke her prophecy to them, he looked at her in surprise. She described her experience, and it was exactly what he had seen in Dumbledore's Pensive not a year before. He listened to her describe the tone in her voice, and the void look in her eyes. Other than the words it was all just as he had seen, and he knew she had seen a real prophecy. She finished telling him, and he looked at her inquisitively. He then asked her to repeat the words, and she did. She then took it upon herself to tell him what they thought it meant. He wanted more from her, but he said he would trust her, and even though he was worried about Hermione still, something in the way she touched his hand made him feel it would all work out.
They sat for a second, still holding hands and staring off over the lake. She decided that she wanted to get closer to him. She felt it was time, and she hoped that Hermione wouldn't come running up and ruin it this time. She leaned her head on his shoulder and released his hand. She began to trace her fingers up and down his back, with soothing soft caresses.
She heard him take a deep breath, and tried to read his mind, but she was too clouded with her own nervousness, she couldn't focus on his mind. Not knowing how he was feeling was strange for Kara. She was use to having access to people's thoughts if she just concentrated enough. The problem was that her head was swimming with anticipation, and she could not concentrate no matter how hard she tried.
She decided to let go and just feel the moment, and not worry about trying to see how Harry felt. She closed her eyes, and drifted in a soft mental haze when she heard his voice close to her ear. "Kara?" he cooed softly.
"Hmmm?" she answered tenderly opening her eyes and looking up to gaze into his. She saw the deep green of his eyes penetrate hers, and for a second focused on the reflection of her own golden eyes as they stared back at her from his glasses. She felt him softly caress her cheek with his fingers, then as she focused on the reflection in his glasses again, she felt a shock and was unexpectedly drifting in a haze, she saw Harry in front of her, a girl in his arms, and her heart began to beat faster as she watched in anticipation, the way he moved closer to the girl. The excitement coming from the two people she watched was deep in her heart, and she felt over heated seeing this scene. She wondered what memory Harry had chosen to share with her, and why. She intensely watched as his lips slowly and softly came to rest on the girls lips. Then just as suddenly as it had started, with a shock of electric heat running through her body the haze was gone, and she was back. It was then that she realized that the girl in Harry's arms was her. She had been reading her own thoughts through the reflection in his glasses, and it was the soft touch of his lips on hers that brought her back out of her own mind. Still with her eyes closed, she heard him breathing, she felt his soft gentle kisses on her lips, and she lost herself in his tenderness.
Chapter 10
A Peek inside yourself
The next morning Kara woke up and saw that Hermione had already left her bed. She hoped that she was going to find Draco, to talk to him. She stretched and yawned as she contemplated getting up, and decided to snooze a little more. That's what Saturday's are for anyway.
Her dozing was interrupted by Jenny Weasley bounding into the dormitory, and informing her that there was someone in the common room who really wanted to see her. Feeling too tired to play any games; she sat up enjoying the disappointed look on Jenny's face when she said without batting an eye, "Tell Harry I'll be right down." Then she thought to her self as she watched Jenny leave with much less enthusiasm than she entered with, "Thank Goodness for good old Telepathy." And she finished getting dressed.
When she came down to the common room, it looked deserted, she stopped and looked around, then she could hear him in her head, "I'm over here you silly." And she quickly turned around to see him sitting behind the stairway in a tall chair facing the window. She joined him in a similar chair next to him, and gazed out the window. It was a gorgeous day. Bright and cheery, certain to be one of the last of the season as winter would soon be upon them. She looked over at Harry and asked him if he wanted to join her for a walk around the lake.
He agreed, and they left the common room and made their way down to the entrance hall. Walking through the entrance hall Kara spotted Hermione and Draco leaving the great hall together, not looking pleasant, but not looking upset either, which she decided was a good sign. Harry just happened to glance over to see what caught her attention, and almost choked on his own breath at the site.
"What is she doing with him?" he asked sternly, glaring over his shoulder as Kara grabbed his arm and lead him faster out to the grounds.
He looked at her, and she tried to look as unconcerned as she could, but she had spent to much time with Harry the last couple of weeks. He was helping her with her Defense against the dark arts homework, and in that time they had become close, and gotten to know each other pretty well. He knew she was hiding something.
Harry cornered her under a tree by the lake, and asked her, "What is going on, you know something, I can tell." He demanded.
She nodded that she did, but remained tight lipped. Harry started to become a little agitated, which Kara didn't like, and she decided she would let him in on some of the goings on.
She told Harry some of the things she and Hermione had talked about, and about talking to Draco, and the feelings she got from him. That he really wanted to change, but fear of vengeance from his father had stopped him till now.
Somehow even after all she had told him, he just seemed to get more and more agitated. She didn't understand, she thought he would want Hermione to be happy, and she knew this would do it. He didn't seem to think so though. He told her that he thought that Malfoy was playing a dirty trick on both of them. Of course he didn't know about the vision Malfoy had shared with her. She knew, and rightly so that he wouldn't want Harry Potter to know anything that secret and deep.
When Harry didn't seem to be giving an inch, he just sat there red faced, and shut her out, she knew she needed to do something drastic. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, she was comfortable with Harry as a friend, but when it came to revealing even a little of what she felt about him, it terrified her. But she did it anyway. She put her hand out and softly touched his hand, in an effort to get his attention. He must have been very upset because it took a minute for him to realize she was touching him.
When he finally did, and he looked her in the eye, she said, "Harry, I need you to trust me." He looked down at her hand she had placed it on top of his hand that he had been leaning on to support himself. He turned his hand over and grasped hers gently, which made her heart leap. Then she continued, "I need you to hear me. I need you to understand. Ok?" she said in a soft voice.
He nodded, and looked at their hands that were now intertwined and her fingers caressed his softly as she spoke. It seemed to put him in a trance so he only heard her voice. And he listened to her tell about the night Hermione and she went to the kitchen for a snack. When she finally got to the part where Trelawney entered, and spoke her prophecy to them, he looked at her in surprise. She described her experience, and it was exactly what he had seen in Dumbledore's Pensive not a year before. He listened to her describe the tone in her voice, and the void look in her eyes. Other than the words it was all just as he had seen, and he knew she had seen a real prophecy. She finished telling him, and he looked at her inquisitively. He then asked her to repeat the words, and she did. She then took it upon herself to tell him what they thought it meant. He wanted more from her, but he said he would trust her, and even though he was worried about Hermione still, something in the way she touched his hand made him feel it would all work out.
They sat for a second, still holding hands and staring off over the lake. She decided that she wanted to get closer to him. She felt it was time, and she hoped that Hermione wouldn't come running up and ruin it this time. She leaned her head on his shoulder and released his hand. She began to trace her fingers up and down his back, with soothing soft caresses.
She heard him take a deep breath, and tried to read his mind, but she was too clouded with her own nervousness, she couldn't focus on his mind. Not knowing how he was feeling was strange for Kara. She was use to having access to people's thoughts if she just concentrated enough. The problem was that her head was swimming with anticipation, and she could not concentrate no matter how hard she tried.
She decided to let go and just feel the moment, and not worry about trying to see how Harry felt. She closed her eyes, and drifted in a soft mental haze when she heard his voice close to her ear. "Kara?" he cooed softly.
"Hmmm?" she answered tenderly opening her eyes and looking up to gaze into his. She saw the deep green of his eyes penetrate hers, and for a second focused on the reflection of her own golden eyes as they stared back at her from his glasses. She felt him softly caress her cheek with his fingers, then as she focused on the reflection in his glasses again, she felt a shock and was unexpectedly drifting in a haze, she saw Harry in front of her, a girl in his arms, and her heart began to beat faster as she watched in anticipation, the way he moved closer to the girl. The excitement coming from the two people she watched was deep in her heart, and she felt over heated seeing this scene. She wondered what memory Harry had chosen to share with her, and why. She intensely watched as his lips slowly and softly came to rest on the girls lips. Then just as suddenly as it had started, with a shock of electric heat running through her body the haze was gone, and she was back. It was then that she realized that the girl in Harry's arms was her. She had been reading her own thoughts through the reflection in his glasses, and it was the soft touch of his lips on hers that brought her back out of her own mind. Still with her eyes closed, she heard him breathing, she felt his soft gentle kisses on her lips, and she lost herself in his tenderness.