Disclaimer: I'm sure you've noticed by now, but I don't own Harry Potter. I could write you a list containing on what I'd do if I did, but I'll save that for another day.
"I wish this moment could last forever," Dominique had mused wistfully, her fingers entwined with Teddy's.
"Me too," he had whispered softly into her ear, the corners of this mouth turning upward as she rested her head on his chest.
Infinity was what summer had felt like. Even after all the months spent alone afterwards, Dominique could still see the days spend together with Teddy, vivid in her memory. It was as if it was on a loop- replaying infinitely, only to play their fleeting time together.
It had felt as if summer would have lasted forever. With every kiss, and every gentle caress, Dominique felt like it would only last for a longer eternity. But they never did have an eternity; from the minute they had been, the sand from their hourglass had begun dropping rapidly. And soon enough, their short infinity was over.
But standing there, under the tree, it didn't feel like a fling or like something so easily broken. It had felt like so, so much more.
But perhaps eternity wasn't measurable; perhaps it was a matter of holding on to it. And if that was the case, Dominique was easily clinging on to summer, desperately, for as long as it took.
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