Chapter 10

Hermione ran out of the great hall as quick as possible, leaving Draco behind, and not even noticing all the eyes turned on her, not aware of people listening to their conversation like they were watching a drama soap on tv.

Instead of running up to her, Hermione stood further from Livia, who was curled down, sobbing, and stared at her, scared of what would happen next. She felt the need to go up to her and comfort her, but didn't dare too. She didn't understand her best friend's pain, but she could hear her own heartbeats accelerate at the thought of what had just happened.

After some unbearable seconds, Hermione put herself down at Livia's level and moved her straight brown hair shining from the ray's lights out of her eyes, slowly putting it behind her ears. She felt one of Livia's tear fall on the back of her hand and looked down, staring at the drop of water which slowly slided down on her palm, and quickly turned her attention back to the pretty brunette.

"I..."

She wanted to appoligize, although she had no idea why, since Livia was the one who had broken off their friendship. Still, deep inside, she knew she was the reason of Livia's tears and sadness, and she felt guilty, without knowing what she had done wrong.

"Livia, tell me what's wrong."

Livia heard the despair in her voice, not knowing if she hated or loved Hermione's skin brushing slowly hers. How could she explain to the pretty girl who seemed to care so much about her, that the reason she couldn't bare being away from her, or too close to her, was that the impossible love inside her was killing her?

She looked up and dared diving her look into Hermione's watering eyes. Livia licked her lips, fighting the urge to take her in her arms and admit her feelings to her.

"No matter what it is, Livia, I want to know."

Hermione seemed sincere and Livia closed her eyes, making more tears run down her cheeks. Her lips opened lightly but she quickly sealed them together again, moving her head frenetically from left to right. She didn't have the strenght to be pushed away from Hermione. Not now, not ever.

"You need to tell me. You have to. And no matter what it is, you'll feel so much better afterwards."

Livia took a big breath, her eyes still closed, and images from the time they spent together came back to her mind like an old movie. She hoped for an happy ending, that's all she seemed to care about.

"I love you..." escaped quickly from her lips, barely audible.

She knew that Hermione had heard well, knowing she was so close to her she felt her breath on her neck, and closed her eyes tighter, expecting to hear mean words, or the sound of footsteps, telling she'd be leaving. She waited for what seemed like an hour, until she felt lips brushing hers awkwardly. Barely believing it, she kept her eyes closed to feel the moment.

There was probably something going wrong, because she was living exactly what she had dreamt of, and although she knew the perfectness of this kiss would be broken somehow, she didn't want to think about it.

It was a simple kiss, nothing passionated, or naughty, but Livia couldn't think of any better moment in her lifeé She remained motionless, fearing she'd scare Hermione away by touching her, or simply moving.

Their lips seperated slowly, leaving Livia the feeling of being filled and complete, like Life was a gift, and Hermione's kiss a miracle.

When she opened her eyes, she noticed Hermione had placed herself on her knees and she looked up to see her facial expression.

Hermione seemed lost, like she had let her will win over her head, her lips opened. It seemed like she was going to tell her something, and Livia waited impatiently to hear what her best friend had to say.

"I shouldn't have." she said in a low tone.

Livia moved her head again, and quickly took both Hermione's hands in hers.

"No, I'm glad you did." Livia admited, squeezing her hands.

Sweetly, Hermione took her hands back, her lips still slightly opened, and got up, trying to find a way to escape this uncomfortable situation.

"No. I shouldn't have. I don't know why I did that. I just..." she stopped and licked her lips. "I wanted to comfort you, and..."

Livia got up at her turn, staring at the beautiful girl in front of her, more in love than ever. She got closer to her but Hermione stepped back, not controlling her emotions anymore.

"I'm sorry Livia."

A tear that was stuck in Hermione's eyelash finally fell on her cheek as she moved her head in deny, before to turn around and runaway as fast as she could, leaving Livia standing alone, pain invading her body was more.

There was no such things as fairy tales. No matter how hard she tried, she had scared the only girl she's ever fell in love with, despite herself.