SHATTERED GLASS
by o
supported by sPECTARE, cUPERE, cAPERE, part of aGAINST aLL rEASONS
part six: acceptance.
'turn around and smell what you don't see ... close your eyes, it is so clear ... don't think twice before you listen to your heart ... what you need and everything you'll feel ... is just a question of the deal ... in the eye of storm you'll see a lonely dove ... the experience of survival is the key ... to the gravity of love ... to the gravity of love.' ~ taken from GRAVITY OF LOVE by enigma
hermione woke up early, once more finding draco on the floor. she sighed. "i screwed up," she thought glumly. "i really did mean something by it. i meant every single part of it."
she knew it was ridiculous. enemies just don't suddenly fall for each other in less than two days.
but she couldn't help it. she had seen what draco could be like in just a few seconds, and, though she didn't want to, she liked it. a whole lot.
sighing, hermione smiled slightly. she had figured something out. and so she put her head back on her pillow, surprised at how exhausted she was. she let sleep consume her.
^ ^ ^
draco woke at six, to find hermione still sleeping, her hand stretched out, seemingly reaching to him. he touched her palm with his finger lightly, surprising himself. he couldn't blame what he had just done on being drunk; he felt completely normal now. or rather, he felt emotion like he hadn't felt in a very long time.
and in that instant he knew. he couldn't fight the feeling flowing through his very veins. he was ...
in love with her.
it didn't make any sense. there was no logic to the thought that had just flown through his head.
but it was true.
he loved her.
the one person he had always hated because he thought he was better than her. the one person ... the one person he had always believed he hated.
her eyes fluttered open. she was so beautiful. 'draco? are you - are you ok?'
draco smiled. she hadn't called him malfoy. 'i'm fine, hermione,' he whispered, letting her name slide off his tongue easily. he looked down at his hands, clenched tightly. 'just - just thinking.'
hermione sat up. 'look, if it's about last night, i'm sorry,' she said. 'i didn't mean -'
'but i did,' draco said, looking into her eyes, praying for a sign this was a nightmare and reality at the same time. 'i meant something every time i touched you last night. i meant every single bloody thing. my senses might have been dulled from being so wasted, but i meant it.' he looked down. 'if it's not the same for you, i'll be all right with that. i just thought you should know the truth.'
it was only then he realised he was crying.
hermione wasn't exactly sure why a tear was falling down her cheek. she wasn't exactly sure why one was falling down his, either. but she wanted to fix it. she lifted her hand to his face, wiping away the salty tears with her thumb. he looked up at her and smiled slightly. she smiled back, and they leaned forward, pressing their lips together.
he stood up and moved to the bed, pressing her body against his desperately as she pushed her tongue forcefully into his mouth. he broke away, letting his lips slide down her neck ... across her shoulder blade ...
'draco,' she whispered. 'draco.' she put her hands on both sides of his face, pulling his head back up. she smiled, and he kissed her smile. she closed her eyes, putting her hands on his arms and rubbing them, sending shivers through both of them ...
after a long time, hermione broke away, gasping for air. she gazed up at draco, stroking his cheek lightly.
'shit,' she said softly. 'what time is it?'
draco rolled off of her and glanced at the clock. 'time for us to leave,' he said, rolling back so that he was facing her.
she groaned, and he kissed her lips once, twice, three times. 'i - don't - want - to - go,' she mumbled between kisses.
'we - have - to,' he told her. 'i - doubt - it - will - be - that - long.'
'fine,' she sighed, kissing him before hopping off of the bed. draco watched her hair fly up and down as she bounced to the closet.
incredible.
by o
supported by sPECTARE, cUPERE, cAPERE, part of aGAINST aLL rEASONS
part six: acceptance.
'turn around and smell what you don't see ... close your eyes, it is so clear ... don't think twice before you listen to your heart ... what you need and everything you'll feel ... is just a question of the deal ... in the eye of storm you'll see a lonely dove ... the experience of survival is the key ... to the gravity of love ... to the gravity of love.' ~ taken from GRAVITY OF LOVE by enigma
hermione woke up early, once more finding draco on the floor. she sighed. "i screwed up," she thought glumly. "i really did mean something by it. i meant every single part of it."
she knew it was ridiculous. enemies just don't suddenly fall for each other in less than two days.
but she couldn't help it. she had seen what draco could be like in just a few seconds, and, though she didn't want to, she liked it. a whole lot.
sighing, hermione smiled slightly. she had figured something out. and so she put her head back on her pillow, surprised at how exhausted she was. she let sleep consume her.
^ ^ ^
draco woke at six, to find hermione still sleeping, her hand stretched out, seemingly reaching to him. he touched her palm with his finger lightly, surprising himself. he couldn't blame what he had just done on being drunk; he felt completely normal now. or rather, he felt emotion like he hadn't felt in a very long time.
and in that instant he knew. he couldn't fight the feeling flowing through his very veins. he was ...
in love with her.
it didn't make any sense. there was no logic to the thought that had just flown through his head.
but it was true.
he loved her.
the one person he had always hated because he thought he was better than her. the one person ... the one person he had always believed he hated.
her eyes fluttered open. she was so beautiful. 'draco? are you - are you ok?'
draco smiled. she hadn't called him malfoy. 'i'm fine, hermione,' he whispered, letting her name slide off his tongue easily. he looked down at his hands, clenched tightly. 'just - just thinking.'
hermione sat up. 'look, if it's about last night, i'm sorry,' she said. 'i didn't mean -'
'but i did,' draco said, looking into her eyes, praying for a sign this was a nightmare and reality at the same time. 'i meant something every time i touched you last night. i meant every single bloody thing. my senses might have been dulled from being so wasted, but i meant it.' he looked down. 'if it's not the same for you, i'll be all right with that. i just thought you should know the truth.'
it was only then he realised he was crying.
hermione wasn't exactly sure why a tear was falling down her cheek. she wasn't exactly sure why one was falling down his, either. but she wanted to fix it. she lifted her hand to his face, wiping away the salty tears with her thumb. he looked up at her and smiled slightly. she smiled back, and they leaned forward, pressing their lips together.
he stood up and moved to the bed, pressing her body against his desperately as she pushed her tongue forcefully into his mouth. he broke away, letting his lips slide down her neck ... across her shoulder blade ...
'draco,' she whispered. 'draco.' she put her hands on both sides of his face, pulling his head back up. she smiled, and he kissed her smile. she closed her eyes, putting her hands on his arms and rubbing them, sending shivers through both of them ...
after a long time, hermione broke away, gasping for air. she gazed up at draco, stroking his cheek lightly.
'shit,' she said softly. 'what time is it?'
draco rolled off of her and glanced at the clock. 'time for us to leave,' he said, rolling back so that he was facing her.
she groaned, and he kissed her lips once, twice, three times. 'i - don't - want - to - go,' she mumbled between kisses.
'we - have - to,' he told her. 'i - doubt - it - will - be - that - long.'
'fine,' she sighed, kissing him before hopping off of the bed. draco watched her hair fly up and down as she bounced to the closet.
incredible.