Caged 9
by: Isa
PG-13
Disclaimer: Anything you recognise either belongs to J.K. Rowling or to Dulce Pontes.
A.N.- Thank you so, so much to all my reviewers!
Special thanks to SnapeJuice for always helping me with this story.
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"Além do mar cruel
E o mar bramindo
Diz que eu fui roubar
A luz sem par
Do teu olhar tão lindo."
A Canção do Mar - Dulce Pontes
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My hands hang limply by my side.
Did I imagine it all?
No.
I can't.
I haven't.
I always understand my Dracos.
The real Draco is not to be understood.
And neither is he mine.
Tears still blur my vision.
Suddenly they swell, filling my eyes and then the whole room.
The ocean is back.
In all its blueness, all its vastness.
I can smell it too.
The stonewalls shimmer with imperceptible waves.
The air is fluid and cool.
Water flows in between my fingers.
And suddenly it shifts.
Stormy hues invade the cell.
Powerful currents throw me to the floor.
The cold stone floor is grainy like sand beneath my palms.
The ocean cries accusingly.
Says it's my entire fault.
That I corrupt him.
I destroy him.
That I steal the beauty in him.
White foam tells me I should be saving him.
Thunderous waves make me curl over myself, protectively.
And then, as sudden as it started, it calmed down.
Peaceful waves lapping the bars lazily.
Is the ocean right?
Am I destroying him?
And the worst of all is that I don't regret it any more.
I don't regret this passion.
This ache for him.
The hurt in his words.
I pause.
His words...
"You stupid girl, I swear I'll never understand."
What doesn't he understand?
The ocean recedes from the cell, slowly flowing through the bars.
The stone is dry again.
And I still can't guess his meaning.
It's hidden in his words.
I can understand it only if he'd let me.
If he hadn't pushed me away.
I could reveal it all with burning caresses.
The sweetness of tears.
Beneath the crumpled clothes.
The scent of warm skin.
And I would not.
I would not ask for forgiveness when I enjoyed the sin.
And lost myself in him again and again.
We could make it work.
We would let misfortune lie silently behind us.
In the past.
Abandon the sobbing memories.
Never revive the pain.
Enjoy sinning.
Leaving all the others in the past with the pain.
And I would smile, dance, dream and live with him.
Of him.
Saving him from all.
I grip the bars again.
They're still slick from the ocean.
I can only wait that he comes back.
Come and prove that the ocean is wrong.
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"Beyond the cruel sea
And the sea roars
Saying I would steal
The incomparable light
Of your beautiful eyes."
Song of the Sea - Dulce Pontes