DISCLAIMER: I don't own hp or any of the characters. OR THE SONG!
I Miss You
Curled up in bed with the covers draped over us and your body close to mine I can't help but be content. You're in my arms and that's all that matters to me. Your heart beating slowly, steadily, as you peacefully sleep the night away. Your beautiful body I hold onto seems fragile yet strong. Your eyelids shielding your oozing caramel eyes from me. I want so badly for them to open so I can see their spark but I can't dare wake you from your dreams.
My own stale gray eyes wander your face. They rest upon your pale pink lips, which are slightly parted, delicious enough to nibble on. I want to so greatly but I refrain from doing so. I move one of my hands to graze against your bottom lip, slowly. When you don't awake from that, I lean forward and nuzzle my nose into your neck, enjoying the warm heat radiating off your skin there.
By now the sun has risen and its light charges its way through the windowpane behind me. The brightness shines onto your face, bringing out more of the innocence that you possess. You squeeze your eyes shut to block the sun out but that fails; you're awake now. Cracking your right eye open for a peak of the outside world, you spot me staring at you. You quickly shut that eye and I see the pinkness that grows over your cheeks. I smile and chuckle at your shyness.
I hold you to me so I can feel your now uneven breath on my chest. It feels good to know I'm not alone and I feel the luckiest man in the world when I wake up next to you.
To see you when I wake up,Is a gift I didn't think could be real.
How we became a couple is an interesting story. One morning awhile ago I was getting out of the shower when the door opened. Hermione and I had to share a bathroom and a common room. At the time I wasn't too thrilled but I had to tolerate it.
Standing there in just a fluffy yellow towel that was conveniently hers, I was frozen to the floor. Apparently she was as well, that or she died of shock. That I highly doubted only because her chest was heaving up and down from breathing so shallowly beneath her…uh, towel.
A large amount of skin was showing compared to how much normally showed, not that I noticed how much was usually shown. Her skin was creamy white, besides the tops of her arms and legs. They were a golden brown from being in the sun. The expression on her face displayed complete and utter shock. My eyes traveled to her lovely full lips to the slide of her graceful neck. The junction of her neck and shoulders appeared so inviting I unglued myself from the tiled floor and took slow and deliberate steps towards her.
Soon I was close enough to see more than just the swell of her breasts. Hey! I'm a guy what did you expect me to notice? My breath turned traitorous against me. It speed up to the point I could hear my heart beating so loudly in my ears I could only pray to the gods she couldn't hear it too.
As if breaking from a trance she mumbled a 'sorry' and spun around to hurriedly leave the room. Before she could, I reached out to grab her wrist. She stopped and her eyes came into view. They were wide, very wide; she looked very frightened. She tried to pull against me to break through the resistance I had on her. I merely grasped her other hand and she stopped squirming. She hung her head in what seemingly appeared to be shame. Her gentle curly hair shaded her face from my eyes.
I couldn't take anymore. I tilted her head up with my fingers and held her gaze. I looked at her with what I hoped to be a soft expression. Her eyes clearly showed confusion and still that alarmed sense. I had to wipe that fear away; I could take anymore of her stabbing fearful caramel eyes.
I lightly brushed with my thumb across her cheek slowly. She shivered in her fluffy yellow towel, from my touch or the cold I don't know. I leaned forward closer to her mouth, stopping a hair's graze from them. She licked her now chapped lips, which in turn skimmed mine. I held back a moan that had formed in my throat.
A red blush flushed her cheeks. My hands that were situated on her curvy hips pulled her closer to me so that our pelvises fit together. Her breath hitched and because of that her chest rose. Her towel clad breasts brushed against my chest and I couldn't take it anymore. I took her mouth in mine and gave everything I felt right then and there into it, love, lust, fear, hope and gentleness.
Our kiss broke and out of breathy exhilaration she whispered against my lips, "I love you."
As soon as those words exited her mouth I knew she regretted saying them. She tried to back away and leave to weep and wallow in her stupidity but I didn't let her go. I felt something more than lust towards this girl, I knew it. I couldn't help but have to say something equally stupid so that she didn't feel bad.
"I love you too." I whispered back and gave her a small peck on the lips before releasing her from my grip.
To know that you feel the same as I do,
Is a three-fold, utopian dream.
In every class for the next week or so with her I couldn't concentrate. I stole a ridiculous amount of glances at her. Though I wasn't the only one. I caught her staring at me a couple of times making me smirk and her to blush and turn her attention back to the teacher.
In the Great Hall I sat looking at the Gryffindor table just so I could watch her squirm under my gaze. I knew she could sense my eyes on her as she piled mashed potatoes onto her plate one night. She quickly gobbled up her dinner and I slowly ate mine.
I had climbed the stairs happily; something I never did, which was the cause of the stares thrown my way. When I had arrived at the dormitory of the Head Girl and Boy I spoke the password not bothered by the odd look the portrait had given me. I crawled through the door and swept my gaze across the room. Lifeless; no one was here. Hermione wasn't sitting in the chair in the corner reading one of her unusually large books with the lamp above her shining brightly down upon her. She wasn't sitting at the window looking out at the fuzzy white snow falling to the ground. I had half a mind to go see if she was up in her room, but something stopped me. A neat looking envelope was perched on the coffee table next to the couch with my name written elegantly in her handwriting. I opened the letter
Dear Draco Malfoy,
You won't find me in my room or at Hogwarts for the next couple of weeks. I have gone home for the holidays so don't worry about me. Please, if only for me, get some sleep while I'm gone. Gods above know you need it. You can dream of me.
Here I could hear her laugh; her sonorous laugh that made my day bright.
Just get some sleep. Hopefully you'll have a great Christmas and don't get into trouble. I'll miss you.
Happy Christmas,
Hermione Granger
I chuckled slightly. Her note -not letter- was short and to the point, kinda like all her other little 'notes' to me.
The next few days were like torture to me. Without her presence I was very bored. I took a stroll around the lake to kill time reminiscing about Hermione. My ears felt deaf with going so long without hearing her voice or her laugh. I would zone out sometimes thinking about what she was doing and wondering if she was ok. I would shake my head to clear it and continue walking.
You do something to me that I can't explain.
So would I be out of line if I said,
I stumbled into bed that night, for once tired, and wishing for Hermione. It was simple. I missed her. Like her letter told me to I got some sleep that night, not a lot for I was dreaming of seeing her again.
I miss you?
I awoke to the blinding sun. I went to wake Hermione up for Christmas morning but when I rolled over I was met by air. My cheeriness dropped from my face and depression set in. I didn't move for what felt like centuries but in fact was merely minutes.
I could smell her. I could detect her orange/citrus shampoo and her vanilla lotion on the pillow beside mine. I buried my head in her acclaimed pillow. I never want to forget her scent.
I received some small presents including one from Hermione, which was some muggle candy that she had shared with me and I liked as well as some Quidditch supplies for my broom. Days later after Christmas morning I got lazy and hardly ever left the Head common room. Some of the time I had the house elves bring my dinner up to me (don't tell Hermione!) and some of the time I either went without food or I drifted down to the Kitchens to catch the leftovers of that night's dinner.
After the shower one evening I took a look in the mirror and was completely blown away at what I saw. I had pretty much let myself go. My skin was paler, if that was humanly possible, and had lost a lot of weight. I ripped my eyes from my depressed double and wouldn't look at it for the remainder of the week.
I see your picture, I smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine.
You have only been gone ten days, but already I'm wasting away.
As I laid in bed staring up at the ceiling feeling very alone I remind myself over and over again that her absence was only temporary. She was going to return very soon. If she didn't I don't know what I'd do. Go insane? Go on a crazy human hunt for her? There was really no telling what I would do.
I know I'll see you again,
Whether far or soon.
I jumped out of bed and rushed over to the desk and madly scribbled something on a piece of blank parchment. Hurrying I grabbed my cloak to keep me warm and my wand in case of an emergency. Slinking through the abandoned passageways of Hogwarts I dashed up the stone steps that led to the Owlery. I shut the Owlery door behind me and whistled for my bird.
A black falcon spiraled down from the roof and landed on the stone was standing next to me. I hastily tied the note to his leg.
"Take it to Hermione Granger." I told him and he took off. I watched him fly off into the early morn, wishing I could go with him to see Hermione.
My note was short and simple; I suppose I got that from her, but that's beside the point. It told her that I was hoping she was ok as well as that I cared for her and for her to return very soon. I signed the short letter with the words, 'I miss you' and 'I love you'. It sounded kinda sappy to me now that I think about it but I can't help but feel the way I do and nothing will change my beliefs or me. Nothing.
But I need you to know that I care,
And I miss you.
A/N: Hey, the tenses are supposed to be the way they are in the sections that they are so don't worry about that. It's taken me a while to write this and I was really picky with where I wanted to go with it. I hope you like as much as I enjoyed writing it. The song is "I Miss You" by Incubus. Tell me what you think, was it good or was it bad? Please review.