Easy Mistakes

Author: bondagechic

Chapter 1: Sight

Part 1/5

Summary: Harry explores Draco through the five senses.

Sight

I can taste you on my lips

And smell you in my clothes.

Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies.

You never know just how you look

Through other people's eyes.

--Butthole Surfers

HARRY'S POV

It's one of those nights where a person could honestly believe there never was and never would be a night as beautiful as this one. A shaft of full-moonlight falls coldly through the leaded-glass window and casts dark lines like bars, disrupting the easy illumination. The light is broken anyhow, tripping over the bedside table, falling onto the floor and finally jumping to the end of the bed. The sheets and bedspread are disarrayed, only partially covering our two bodies. Your foot glows an oddly soft, fuzzy white where the winter moon shines on it. That's how your skin is—soft, fuzzy in some places. Your stomach and face, legs and arms. I study you for a long minute, or maybe it is more. I concentrate on the curve of your cheeks, the sharp tip of your nose, delicate arch of light eyebrows, the dark fringe your eyelashes cast on your cheekbones, the thin lips that pout even in sleep. Some might say you look like an angel in this light; your silver, fine hair falling about your face in a shattered halo—I know better.

It's an easy mistake to make until your eyes open. Hostility, coldness and arrogance all in one cobalt gaze. A flash of fury every once in a while, then quickly chased into shining, onyx pupils; hidden away. Your limbs that right now are languidly sprawling, covering as much space as possible, blurred in fast and hard motion as slap and punch land in places tender and vulnerable. Your mouth, now in a slight smile, becomes hard and spits insults and stinging comebacks. If they saw you as I see you, they would not make this mistake.

Nights like these, I stay awake, observing and absorbing the calm after the storm. It's so still and this is how I love you.

Next chapter: Touch