What's a Dream?

Time whirling into motion, two young figures collided, moving along a train one with red the other with blonde hair, crashing into each other.

With a weary confrontation, they stare at each other for a few moments, finally seeming to come to a wordless understanding. A strange sort of acquaintance formed between the two, if not friendship.

Smiling slightly they spoke a few words, and turned from each other opening the compartment doors to the left and right of their confrontation.

And there ended there life altering conversation.

Scribbled notes, correspondence, forming relationships, it happened fast, and it took off from there

-

It's weird thinking, stuck in the same school for seven years, and we were nothing but petty enemies, and now I'm going back without you, and I cant help but thinking it'll never be the same. That school will lack something, yet I never knew you then. Isn't it weird?

I suppose in some sort of weird fashion you were trying to tell me you had always admired me and idolized me at school. Not to worry, you shall see me yet, don't you just love surprises?

Prat. What are you hiding from me?

Oh, my dear, wouldn't you like to know?

Oh, just tell me you evil secret keeping boy.

I will. Have a fun year.

-

School starts, and people hurry around. It's like you're stuck in slow motion and everyone's in fast forward. What's the world in such a hurry for?

She walked to her first class, Defense against the dark arts, why bother? going to the first lesson, it'll just be the usual safety and class regulations.

Standing in the middle of a hallway, its emptiness suggesting tardiness, a lone girl contemplated her next actions. Deciding for whatever reason not to skip her first Defense class, she walked in the classroom, hoping to go unnoticed in the back.

Slipping in carefully, padding slowly and quietly down the aisle, yet not guiltily, a guilty walk would give you away in a second. Sitting in a seat in the back, just as planned.

It's not so bad, she thought.

Nothing is better then bad, I suppose.

Finally chancing a look up, she widened her eyes startled, a pair of grey eyes were looking at her amused.

She grinned wide on the inside, but Good is even better.

And so the romance began. There were after hour defense lessons, special projects, tutoring, uncalled for detentions. Then it became teacher student relations.

Everybody knew, but nobody cared. True it was whispered about, gossiped about, but not frowned upon. They thought they were the biggest secret in the world though. They thought they were sneaky and clever. People let them think so though, because ever they were just what the other needed.

A dream come true.

-

Standing on Hogwarts' roof a girl waited, two lovers planed meet, a frequent rendezvous for them. Looking out at the school, she wondered what other lovers might have shared the spot in the centuries before, she grinned at her corny thoughts, but time did not skew the patterns of love. She wondered what became of the couples the stood where she did before her. She thought about what would happen to the ones after her, but not for long. Something brushed the back of her neck and brought her back from her thoughts.

'Don't move' it whispered.

'Don't speak' it said.

'I'm going to tell you I love you.' It told her 'Don't answer me if your going to say no, just leave. Don't say anything if you don't know, just kiss me. But if you love me, just stay with me.'

Shivering either from a chill, or from excitement she didn't know. But she pulled at the arm he had wrapped around her waist and turned. Releasing her he looked away, but she hadn't moved. She touched her forehead to his own, and caught his eyes for a second, before she closed her own, and let him wrap his arms around her again. Smiling like he never knew he could.

-

Two lovers lying next to each other, between the sheets and blankets; neither of them talking, neither smiling, both just holding on to one another, soaking up the passion, and living in their love. He'd saved her from blending into the scenery, shed been the redemption, he could only hope to grasp at and they were in love.

-

The happiest day of a life, but not theirs. It wasn't when he proposed, or when they met each other at the end of a long aisle, being united by law to love. No, marriage wasn't important, or the happiest they'd been; they didn't need marriage for love, But the world did, and they were ready to give the world a show they'd never seen before and weren't likely to soon forget.

Down the aisle she walked, and she never ceased to take his breath away.

Holding her hand, they let their love be open to the world to glimpse at, seeing. Redemption never looked so sweet as those lovers.

And then they were united, already in life, but in the eyes of everyone they were united by the most breakable bond, marriage. But they were truly held together by the most unbreakable: True love.

-

A house with primarily love, maybe anger sometimes, and sadness, but never bitter resentment, never hate. It had been purged of hate by lovers, and had been cured of every last bitter thought, by a beautiful child. A little boy.

Their little boy grew and loved, and they prospered after life and during. They achieved what they never knew they could have, happiness and they got what everyone was looking for a happily ever after.

Growing up and growing old, the parents watched as their small family, struggled and fought, but they loved, because that's what they had learned.

But they understood, everyone could love, but some people needed a hand up. Hopefully they would get it too.

Walking through a cemetery, a hand could reach down and brush some dust away before a particularly breathtaking tome. Even the names of the lovers weaved together never looked so right. There was nothing else that needed to be said. Even in their death, a stranger could feel the love.


One body struggling restlessly, the other stiffening in their bed. The two lovers, having taken a very different path watched as their dreams left them with one last message.

Fate had not quite given up on this pair.