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:One Song, One Story:
You have the time the song plays for to write your drabble (even though i hate that word, it implies humour, i'm being serious), no editing allowed.

Katie

Details in the Fabric (live) ~ Jason Mraz & James Morrison

(Mother Nature's Sewing Machine)

"Take my hand, we'll go together."

She looked at me, her eyes wide and honest, no eyeliner or makeup on her face. Her lips were pressed together in a tight line, and I think she was trying not to cry, though I wouldn't put any galleons on that. Her fingers were still hanging in midair, waiting for my hand to take hers.

I froze.

"I..." She waited, patient and silent, the lack of noise unnerving me and making my hand shake as I swallowed loud and let out half a whimper. "Please?" Her lips curved into half a smile and she nodded at me.

She stepped back and took my hand in hers, waiting for a long minute to start to move toward the door.

"It's alright, you know." She looked up at me, and the tears splashed down onto the dress she was wearing. "To still smile, and make jokes, and..."

"That dress looks stupid on you." I managed a smirk that I hoped wasn't a grimace, but her fingers dropped mine and took up the hem of the skirt, her face falling. "No-no, not what I-" I pulled back and slammed my hand into my forehead as I fell back against the bed. "Fucksake."

There was a really long, slow silence, then, as she breathed out, she giggled. Loudly.

"What?" Her breath was coming in short gasps and she had her hands on her knees, trying to keep herself on her feet. "... Is that all you've got, Weasley?"

She straightened up and laughed, her fingers finding her hair and winding into it.

"Yeah." I said, and her hand wrapped around mine. "That really is everything."

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A/N: I've been away. I'm back now.

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