Silver Eyes (Restless Sleep)
By tearsofher
Disclaimer: don't own hermione, harry or draco, and the quote from this chapter is from Dashboard Confessional.
Chapter Sixteen: Midnight
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This damp air
is fighting my defroster.
My sighs they ring victorious
& fog this tinted glass.
It's clouded
& so is my head.
The hint of these new tears are sharp.
I try to choke them back.
But it's useless.
I am useless against them.
They are beating me with ease.
-'sharp hint of new tears'
It was cold and chilly as Hermione walked out to the Hogwarts grounds. She smiled widely, in awe of the beauty of the midnight sky, sprinkled with diamonds that stretched on for miles. A soft breeze flew by, and she felt as if an invisible hand was combing through her tresses, as a few strands went across her face. She walked into the middle of the quidditch field, arms wrapped across her chest, admiring the scene. She had always liked being outside during midnight. It gave her a feeling that washed away all her worries, and after she came back inside, cheeks flushed from the chilly breeze, she felt renewed. The lonely night never scared her; it always seemed to welcome her, wrapping its endless arms around her, its chilly but lovely embrace trapping her in the hours of darkness. It blocked away all those negative thoughts her mind threw at her during the day, and all she could think about was.. Well, her dreams and what she wished to happen to her. Like love. Hermione smiled, as another breeze came by. She remembered during the summer, coming out on the balcony to stare up at the black sky, she had thought so deeply about the sublject the it made her feel all faint and dazed.
She remembered yearning for her prince charming, and longed to be Cinderella for at least a moment. But she also asked herself, even asked the stars, when he was going to come. He seemed to be trapped in a prison dungeon of the evil queen, or stuck battling a wicked serpent. But it seemed he was taking an awfully terrible long time to get to her. She wondered if he was even going to come, and the thought saddened her, seeing herself old and alone. She didn't want to be alone, although she had been told before that her smarts and need to be around books was often pushing boys away. The thought frustrated her. She wanted a boy to like her for her, which meant her intellect, her terrible sense of humor, and.. Just her. Everything she was, everything she had to offer. But her spirits dampened, as she knew all the boys had gotten annoyed with her one time or another. She thought it was literally impossible to find a boy who liked her for everything she was, maybe even loved her. But then she smiled again as she remembered Draco's silver, smiling eyes. He was the one she had been waiting for, to save her. He listened to her and held her, like the world would never come to an end when he held her. His eyes told her everything that he couldn't manage to form into words if he tried to. But he didn't need to tell her, she knew. By the way he smiled and his eyes lit up when he saw her, the way she could feel his heartbeats getting faster and his breath become heavy when he held her close. Or the way he spoke to her, soft and loving, not harsh and hard like before. The way he kissed her; passionately, intensely. Just thinking about it made a blush creep through her cold cheeks. Draco had made her feel everything she had ever wanted to feel. Draco, he had made her fall in love with him. By his wit, or sarcasm, or his eyes, it didn't matter. He still managed to, even if he didn't know it. He didn't know how he made her feel, how warm she got when he kissed her or held her so close they could feel their hearts pounding fast.
She smiled at the stars, who seemed to smile back. " Thank you," she whispered, as if they had heard her plead to them during that summer. She looked around her again, the darkness and glittering lights endless. Just then she felt a warm breath tickling her neck. She smiled, as she felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist. She felt his silky hair brush against her face, as he leaned to kiss her on the neck. She felt her a tingling sensation when his soft lips brushed against her bare neck, and as he trailed it up to her earlobe.
" Finally," he whispered to her, his voice soft and seductive. Hermione felt a smile spread across her face, as she turned herself around in Draco's arms. She felt her heart stop when she saw his face; he looked like an angel, his skin almost a white radiance. But he smiled down at her, his silver eyes glittering like the stars above, and she knew that all that mattered was this. This moment, them. He held her tightly to him, his heart beating faster and faster, but it that pounding faded as he rose up his hand and stroked her smooth cheek, amazed at her beauty. She looked striking, her face pale, glowing as if, from the moonlight, and her cheeks pink from the chilly wind but with vivacity. Her hair seemed darker, her dark hair framing her face, some curls but mostly waves here and there. Hermione closed her eyes, as Draco's palm seemed to fit perfectly on her cheek, his hand warm, sending hot waves through her body. He just continued looking at the girl, her face seeming content and happy. This was a moment to remember, to the both of them. Draco leaned in, and brushed his lips against hers. He kissed her slowly, but meaningfully, full of longing and passion. Hermione rose up her hand and entwined them in his sleek hair; her touch seemed to ignite a spark inside him, making his insides feel warmer and warmer, as if she had started a fire. He pulled her closer and tightly to him, so that it seemed every part of their body was pressed against each other's. His body warmth spread through her skin, sending shocks to her nerves, and she tried to pull him closer, responding to his seductive warmth. They kissed, their tongues dancing, passion lingering and never tiring, the moon shining down gracefully on them.
Draco gave her one more passionate lasting kiss, before he parted his lips from hers. Hermione exhaled the fresh midnight air, as she leaned against Draco's chest, he hands moving down to his spine. She felt as if all of a sudden, time had finally started again. But she couldn't let that thought last, as she heard Draco's heart beating. Just then, Draco pulled back, and rested his hand on her cheek. His eyes bore into hers, spreading warmth rushing throughout her body. Hermione stared at him, intently, memorizing the curves of his face, the feel of his arms around her, his soft breaths that she felt on her cheek. She wanted to memorize this entire moment, even the stars above them. It was perfect. He was perfect.
" I love you," he whispered to her, and she felt like melting into a dazed puddle on the grass. Everything seemed to be blurry, and her world spun, but not Draco. He was still there, holding her. His eyes told her that he had meant it, and she felt as if her heart was going to explode. She felt her eyes water, as all these emotions and feelings erupted inside her, screaming. He had told her he loved her. He loved her. She brought her hand up to his face and caressed his cheek, a tear sliding down her cheek.
" I love you too," she whispered back to him. He smiled, faintly but he was just so mesmerized by the girl in front of him, in his arms. The girl he loved. He leaned in and gave her another kiss. She fell into it, again into that trance that never seemed to let her free, and when it did, she was in despair, missing its warm arms around her and its presence. The world seemed to fade, as did the stars and the full moon, leaving them in their own world. Nothing mattered right now. Nothing at all. Tomorrow didn't matter, next year didn't matter. All that mattered was this. Right here, right now.
All that mattered was that Draco was here, kissing the girl he loved more than anything, and his words being truthfully directed right back at him. If only he had seen this before, maybe less than a year ago. He wouldn't have believed his eyes. But as it seemed impossible before, loving, even liking the girl, all he could do now was love her.
Every breath he took, every second the world let pass, it grew stronger, dominating his once cold and cruel heart. He wouldn't have let this happen, before, but all he could do now was beg for it, plead for it, welcome it.
And soon, the stars faded into the invisible oblivion, and the birds chirped lively, and the sky was as blue as the sea. The trees swayed, and the wind sang, singing the hidden language of the tale of two lovers, once parted by blood and beliefs.
Now adjoined by their love that could break through all
bonds.
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let me know that you hear me
let me know your touch
let me know that you love me
let that be enough.
switchfoot ' let that be enough'
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nice chapter.. I'm honestly pleased by this chap. its so sweet, but do not worry, chaos and questions will come into play soon. review please! I want to thank my cousin, Christian Bryan, for being so understanding of my writing, and encouraging me. Thanks, Cb. And all the reviewers, thanks so much!! You keep me going!
-tearsofher
By tearsofher
Disclaimer: don't own hermione, harry or draco, and the quote from this chapter is from Dashboard Confessional.
Chapter Sixteen: Midnight
888888888888888888888888888888888888
This damp air
is fighting my defroster.
My sighs they ring victorious
& fog this tinted glass.
It's clouded
& so is my head.
The hint of these new tears are sharp.
I try to choke them back.
But it's useless.
I am useless against them.
They are beating me with ease.
-'sharp hint of new tears'
It was cold and chilly as Hermione walked out to the Hogwarts grounds. She smiled widely, in awe of the beauty of the midnight sky, sprinkled with diamonds that stretched on for miles. A soft breeze flew by, and she felt as if an invisible hand was combing through her tresses, as a few strands went across her face. She walked into the middle of the quidditch field, arms wrapped across her chest, admiring the scene. She had always liked being outside during midnight. It gave her a feeling that washed away all her worries, and after she came back inside, cheeks flushed from the chilly breeze, she felt renewed. The lonely night never scared her; it always seemed to welcome her, wrapping its endless arms around her, its chilly but lovely embrace trapping her in the hours of darkness. It blocked away all those negative thoughts her mind threw at her during the day, and all she could think about was.. Well, her dreams and what she wished to happen to her. Like love. Hermione smiled, as another breeze came by. She remembered during the summer, coming out on the balcony to stare up at the black sky, she had thought so deeply about the sublject the it made her feel all faint and dazed.
She remembered yearning for her prince charming, and longed to be Cinderella for at least a moment. But she also asked herself, even asked the stars, when he was going to come. He seemed to be trapped in a prison dungeon of the evil queen, or stuck battling a wicked serpent. But it seemed he was taking an awfully terrible long time to get to her. She wondered if he was even going to come, and the thought saddened her, seeing herself old and alone. She didn't want to be alone, although she had been told before that her smarts and need to be around books was often pushing boys away. The thought frustrated her. She wanted a boy to like her for her, which meant her intellect, her terrible sense of humor, and.. Just her. Everything she was, everything she had to offer. But her spirits dampened, as she knew all the boys had gotten annoyed with her one time or another. She thought it was literally impossible to find a boy who liked her for everything she was, maybe even loved her. But then she smiled again as she remembered Draco's silver, smiling eyes. He was the one she had been waiting for, to save her. He listened to her and held her, like the world would never come to an end when he held her. His eyes told her everything that he couldn't manage to form into words if he tried to. But he didn't need to tell her, she knew. By the way he smiled and his eyes lit up when he saw her, the way she could feel his heartbeats getting faster and his breath become heavy when he held her close. Or the way he spoke to her, soft and loving, not harsh and hard like before. The way he kissed her; passionately, intensely. Just thinking about it made a blush creep through her cold cheeks. Draco had made her feel everything she had ever wanted to feel. Draco, he had made her fall in love with him. By his wit, or sarcasm, or his eyes, it didn't matter. He still managed to, even if he didn't know it. He didn't know how he made her feel, how warm she got when he kissed her or held her so close they could feel their hearts pounding fast.
She smiled at the stars, who seemed to smile back. " Thank you," she whispered, as if they had heard her plead to them during that summer. She looked around her again, the darkness and glittering lights endless. Just then she felt a warm breath tickling her neck. She smiled, as she felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist. She felt his silky hair brush against her face, as he leaned to kiss her on the neck. She felt her a tingling sensation when his soft lips brushed against her bare neck, and as he trailed it up to her earlobe.
" Finally," he whispered to her, his voice soft and seductive. Hermione felt a smile spread across her face, as she turned herself around in Draco's arms. She felt her heart stop when she saw his face; he looked like an angel, his skin almost a white radiance. But he smiled down at her, his silver eyes glittering like the stars above, and she knew that all that mattered was this. This moment, them. He held her tightly to him, his heart beating faster and faster, but it that pounding faded as he rose up his hand and stroked her smooth cheek, amazed at her beauty. She looked striking, her face pale, glowing as if, from the moonlight, and her cheeks pink from the chilly wind but with vivacity. Her hair seemed darker, her dark hair framing her face, some curls but mostly waves here and there. Hermione closed her eyes, as Draco's palm seemed to fit perfectly on her cheek, his hand warm, sending hot waves through her body. He just continued looking at the girl, her face seeming content and happy. This was a moment to remember, to the both of them. Draco leaned in, and brushed his lips against hers. He kissed her slowly, but meaningfully, full of longing and passion. Hermione rose up her hand and entwined them in his sleek hair; her touch seemed to ignite a spark inside him, making his insides feel warmer and warmer, as if she had started a fire. He pulled her closer and tightly to him, so that it seemed every part of their body was pressed against each other's. His body warmth spread through her skin, sending shocks to her nerves, and she tried to pull him closer, responding to his seductive warmth. They kissed, their tongues dancing, passion lingering and never tiring, the moon shining down gracefully on them.
Draco gave her one more passionate lasting kiss, before he parted his lips from hers. Hermione exhaled the fresh midnight air, as she leaned against Draco's chest, he hands moving down to his spine. She felt as if all of a sudden, time had finally started again. But she couldn't let that thought last, as she heard Draco's heart beating. Just then, Draco pulled back, and rested his hand on her cheek. His eyes bore into hers, spreading warmth rushing throughout her body. Hermione stared at him, intently, memorizing the curves of his face, the feel of his arms around her, his soft breaths that she felt on her cheek. She wanted to memorize this entire moment, even the stars above them. It was perfect. He was perfect.
" I love you," he whispered to her, and she felt like melting into a dazed puddle on the grass. Everything seemed to be blurry, and her world spun, but not Draco. He was still there, holding her. His eyes told her that he had meant it, and she felt as if her heart was going to explode. She felt her eyes water, as all these emotions and feelings erupted inside her, screaming. He had told her he loved her. He loved her. She brought her hand up to his face and caressed his cheek, a tear sliding down her cheek.
" I love you too," she whispered back to him. He smiled, faintly but he was just so mesmerized by the girl in front of him, in his arms. The girl he loved. He leaned in and gave her another kiss. She fell into it, again into that trance that never seemed to let her free, and when it did, she was in despair, missing its warm arms around her and its presence. The world seemed to fade, as did the stars and the full moon, leaving them in their own world. Nothing mattered right now. Nothing at all. Tomorrow didn't matter, next year didn't matter. All that mattered was this. Right here, right now.
All that mattered was that Draco was here, kissing the girl he loved more than anything, and his words being truthfully directed right back at him. If only he had seen this before, maybe less than a year ago. He wouldn't have believed his eyes. But as it seemed impossible before, loving, even liking the girl, all he could do now was love her.
Every breath he took, every second the world let pass, it grew stronger, dominating his once cold and cruel heart. He wouldn't have let this happen, before, but all he could do now was beg for it, plead for it, welcome it.
And soon, the stars faded into the invisible oblivion, and the birds chirped lively, and the sky was as blue as the sea. The trees swayed, and the wind sang, singing the hidden language of the tale of two lovers, once parted by blood and beliefs.
Now adjoined by their love that could break through all
bonds.
-----------------------------------------
let me know that you hear me
let me know your touch
let me know that you love me
let that be enough.
switchfoot ' let that be enough'
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
nice chapter.. I'm honestly pleased by this chap. its so sweet, but do not worry, chaos and questions will come into play soon. review please! I want to thank my cousin, Christian Bryan, for being so understanding of my writing, and encouraging me. Thanks, Cb. And all the reviewers, thanks so much!! You keep me going!
-tearsofher
