She awoke confused. He was becoming more vivid. And yet… yet she couldn't tell who he was. But just knowing he was there, and that he needed her the way she needed him, it meant something too her. And the funny thing, she didn't care that he could be a figment of her imagination. If that's what it took to make her happy, well that's what it took.
Perfect. He awoke with a sly smile on his face. She was dreaming of him too. He knew it. She had to be. He looked at his hands they felt softer. Just from touching her fair skin. He smiled and stepped out of his bed. He went to his drawer and pulled out a turquoise ring from the bottom of it. Then walked slowly over to his spell book. He flipped through it until he reached the spell he was looking for. Actually see. Perfect. He charmed the ring and then sat at his desk. He pulled out his quill and smiled. And then began to write.
Valentines day. She dreaded the day. The worst day of the year. It was just made by a greeting card company to make money. But she had to get in to it. Pretend to love it. Pretend she wanted to see who was with whom, what was the cutest present, and who got asked out in the most original way. Not that is was original to ask out someone on Valentines day. No matter what they did. No one gets it though. Just her. She stood from her desk and sighed. One more year to feel the feeling of failure. And she just couldn't wait.
Valentines day. Draco couldn't wait. He put the ring softly in the velvet box, snapped it shut and magically tied a magnificent golden bow around it. He charmed the box to play a melody when she opened it. He was so excited. It was a new feeling for him. The butterflies in his stomach seemed like grasshoppers. And he just felt like spinning in circles until he couldn't stand. He quietly slipped it into his pocket, next to his wand. He couldn't wait to send it to her.
He walked to the Great hall; it was so loud buzzing with excitement. He stood outside the doors, the last one in. No one was around him. He pulled out the box, "invisibosa," he whispered, and with a flick of his wrist the box disappeared. He strode into the big room and stood in the corner. From his table he didn't have a good view of Hermione. Here, here he could see her perfectly. She was laughing with pothead, and weasel. But that didn't matter; all he could see was her. She was so beautiful, the way her hair rested gently on her shoulders, and her smile reached her eyes, it was perfect. She was perfect. He lifted the invisible box and whispered softly "momobiliaso." The invisible box lifted off his palm and flew slowly toward Hermione. A few seconds later he whispered, "fathamisha." The box reappeared and people stopped talking. As it floated through the air his excitement built. "Embolusoso" the box stopped right in front of Hermione, everyone at the table seemed to hold their breath, and "plumoso" The box lowered directly onto Hermione's plate. He could see her disbelief in her eyes. And it just pleasured him more.
She looked down at the box, unsure what to do. It in itself was the most romantic thing anyone had ever done for her. She timidly reached forward and opened it a little. It started playing music. She closed it quickly. She stood and walked out of the hall with the box in her hand. As soon as she shut the door, the buzz erupted.
She walked hurriedly down the corridor to the common room. Looking back occasionally to see if any one was following. Good, no one. No one yet. Who had the nerve to do this? Embarrass her in front of the whole school! But at the same time she smiled. He had some guts. "Wiggy winkers." The portrait hole opened slowly and she walked casually in. As soon as it swung shut she ran to her dormitory, and jumped onto her bed. With her legs crossed and the beautiful surprise in her hands, she gently lifted the lid again. She smiled when the song started playing. She loved that song.
Have I told you lately that I love you?
Could I tell you once again somehow?
Have I told with all my heart and soul how I adore you?
Well darling I'm telling you now
She looked down but there was nothing in the box. But the weird thing, that didn't bother her. She just listened to the song. Who was that singing? That wasn't the normal voice. Was it him? Could it be?
Have I told you lately when I'm sleeping
Every dream I dream is you somehow?
Have I told you why the nights are long
When you're not with me?
Well darling I'm telling you now
She looked into the box again. Something was shimmering. What was it?
My heart would break in two if I should lose you
I'm no good without you anyhow
And have I told you lately that I love you
Well darling I'm telling you now
It came more into focus. A ring. She drew in her breath. A ring. It was so beautiful. A turquoise stone set in silver. She reached toward it but there was like an invisible wall. She couldn't touch it.
Have I told you lately that I love you?
Have I told you there's no one else above you?
Fill my heart with gladness, take away all my sadness,
Ease my troubles, that's what you do.
The barrier seemed to dissolve with the music and she reached in slowly. When she touched the ring with her fingers a warmth spread through her body. She smiled, and placed it on her finger. It was like electricity. She felt so happy. She looked back in the box and folded there was a small piece of parchment. She looked at it curiously and then reached in to pick it up. It floated into the air and unfolded itself for her. She could almost hear his voice in her head as she read the poem. It was the voice from her dream…
I've hidden from this
For I don't know how long
I push people away instinctively
Even though I know its wrong.
I've stopped myself from loving
I've stayed in safe care
Never really wondered
How it felt if you were there
I've stayed in my shelter
I've hidden beneath this mask
I've strayed from the normal routine
And to myself I ask…
Did this make me happy?
Because I don't feel that way
All I do is carry around
This really heavy weight
And then I opened up
My eyes to the world around
Listening to the noise
When I heard a magical sound.
I didn't realize what it was
Until I say you standing there
Hear your voice of seduction
And, dear, this is rare
But here for you is this ring
To show how much I care
Because even though
You don't know it
I love you.
Even if I don't show it
With this charm on your finger
You can see me as me
Not for who
You usually see…
So put it on and
Repeat this phrase
To see the one who loves me
Open up my gaze
To see him as who he is
And not what he acts to be
Let me look upon him
And actually see.
When she finished reading it the parchment folded back up again and descended back to the bottom of the box. She looked at it smiling. She loved Valentines Day.
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