Dracoism
By: ShinigamiForever
[teatime and pansies]
If I, and I wouldn't, but if, reached out and touched her hand, she would flinch, then smile, and lay her hand over mine.
If I, and I wouldn't, but if, got up and left, she would sit for a little while, then blink and finish her tea.
If I, and I wouldn't, but if, told the truth and said I didn't love her, she would close her eyes, then open them again and smile sadly.
If I, and I wouldn't, but if, took myself out to the Quidditch pitch, she would follow, then wait at the edges for me to come back.
If I, and I wouldn't, but if, escaped, she would look for me, then drag me back and never let me leave again.
So instead, I sit back and sip my tea, the echo of his voice still in my mind.
By: ShinigamiForever
[teatime and pansies]
If I, and I wouldn't, but if, reached out and touched her hand, she would flinch, then smile, and lay her hand over mine.
If I, and I wouldn't, but if, got up and left, she would sit for a little while, then blink and finish her tea.
If I, and I wouldn't, but if, told the truth and said I didn't love her, she would close her eyes, then open them again and smile sadly.
If I, and I wouldn't, but if, took myself out to the Quidditch pitch, she would follow, then wait at the edges for me to come back.
If I, and I wouldn't, but if, escaped, she would look for me, then drag me back and never let me leave again.
So instead, I sit back and sip my tea, the echo of his voice still in my mind.
