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DETNIATWONS

I'm waiting for you again...

Why! What is this?

It's a fantasy, a dream.

It feels more real than anything else.

Only at night. Only now.

I need it.

You're lonely too...

This doesn't exist outside of now.

It could be wondrous.

We all think that sometimes.

Does that make it any less true?

No, but less practical...

Denial keeps the need away.

Not always.

It's enough...

It has to be.

I wait for you!

We're all lonely at night. - Questioning a fractured dream (HP fanfic, Georgiebunk29)

DETNIATWONS

Chapter 2

he watched her. She could feel his gaze pulling at her from across the room. It had been that which had lured her all those years ago, that seductive aura of power which had called her to him, twisting her with him, and he had awoken that thing inside her-that lust and darkness which craved him and everything he represented. It was then that she had realized she could never go back, . The darkness was too alive, to great. She would never escape it. Had never escaped it.

"that was quite a display you gave today, my dear." his amused hiss interrupted her thoughts. Startled she glanced up, her eyes locking intimidatingly with the blood red orbs. "I'm not sure what you mean, my lord." she replied quietly, mentally trying to gather herself-really what had gotten in to her today? His smirk grew and he rose to join her by the bed, his long cold fingerers playing down her neck, making her shiver in spite of herself. " come now my dear, do not try to fool me. You were unnerved to see dear Mr Potter today. What is it about Harry, that touches you so?" Hermione sighed, knowing it would do no good to lie, Tom would see through that. Still he lead her across dangerous territory, she must bee careful

"He confuses me" She answered slowly "I do not like to be confused."

"No young raven, you do not. But did you really expect someone like Mister Potter to slip into one of your boxes? You are hardly naive my dear." his voice was a soft patronising purr. He was digging, she did not need to feel the soft brush of legimencey to know that, he was uncertain of her, uncertain of her loyalties. " I am devoted to you my lord" she replide answering the unspoken question. Her voice was soft, not allowing for a hint of question to pass her tong or thoughts for fear of him knowing. So it had always been. For after all, his magic, that power which drew her so, was terrifying, for that same power could destroy her

DETNIATWONS

She did not know how she found herself outside his door. Certainly she did not mean to come here. Returning from her her lords room, she never slept there, to do so would mean there was attachment and there is not. She had let her mind wander and some how had found herself in a corridor that was not her own. She smiled softly in memory of the many times she had sought him out in the night those long years ago, before her mind catches up with her and she forced herself away from such thoughts. Those days were gone now. She was tired. Already the light of the coming dawn was filtering its way into the corridor, for her lord had kept her long this night.

She turned to go but stopped and in an impulsive rush turned back and entered the room. The light was closed off from here and the darkness was like a safety blanket and so she walked over to the bed.

His face was bared in sleep, his shields suddenly melted. Like he was a different person in his dreams She had only seen him like this once while awake.

FB

He lay beside her, his breathing soft and regular and so she thought him to be asleep. Smiling she ran a finger down his cheek, not really knowing why. Simply enjoying the feeling of his smooth skin beneath her tip.

"Having Fun, Mione?"

she jumped and scowled at him and he grinned up at her in earnest. She wasn't embarrassed, not really she just didn't like getting caught doing something so intamit.

"I didn't realise you were awake" she replied sitting up and making to move across the bed but his hand caught her

"Don't" he whispered.

Her eyes sort his in the darkness, and when she found them they were deep and dark and haunted .

"Don't." he whispered again "the nightmares aren't as bad when your here."

She didn't know how to reply, Harry was never this open, he kept his heart locked deep inside himself as she did. It was one of the reasons she found it so difficult to do what she did.

It was late and she was in the boys dosimetry, the curtains drawn and and a silencing charm in place so no one knew she was there. Not that they were doing anything like that. She had a feeling Harry felt he was simply to screwed up to even consider it.

She knew she should leave, it was forbidden at Hogwarts to stay after curfew in a another sex dorm, the curfew that had somehow ticked by without them realising. She should leave but she knew she wouldn't.

"Alright." she said softly "I'll stay."

He smiled again and she felt her heart warm. -this is dangerous- thought a small part of her but she pushed it back. One night couldn't hurt right? She lay back down and he rolled onto his side so they were facing one another. His hand reached over brushing a small piece of hair out of her eyes and silence followed for a long time. She almost thought him asleep again until his voice rang out in the darkness.

"I never meant for it to happen you know."

she was silent so he continued, his voice soft, staring at the canopy above their head.

"I never meant to get close to anyone here. I used to think , don't let yourself Harry, it'll only mean heartache."

she frowned at him confused "what are you talking about Harry" she asked softly.

He smiled bitterly

"About Hogwarts when I came here. I'd never had any friends, you see, Dudley had made sure of that, so I thought if I just, I just didn't let myself have any here I wouldn't get hurt again."

she stared at him terrified because he spoke of what was in her own soul and she hadn't even known he had felt like that. She didn't know there was anyone else who had felt the way she did.

"But then I got talking to Ron on the train, and then we made friends with you and I realised, realised why it was so important and I knew. Even if I do get hurt, it doesn't matter because I couldn't survive without you guys to talk to. That you can let yourself get so close, you can let yourself get too close sometimes."

Don't tell me that- she thought desperately -don't tell me that because I can't, I can't get too close. I can't like you because if I do I'll never survive. I won't survive losing you! She felt a chill spread down her arm I won't survive losing you to him!

Harry peered at her thought the night "Are you alright Mione?" he whispered.

She forced herself to smile "yes she said a little shakily "I'm just not used to you being so open."

"we all have secrets Mione." he said softly and she spun to face him.

He smiled again "you don't think I know you keep stuff from us? I'm not Ron, and I know its big whatever it is. But we all have secrets."

she stared at him " do you trust me?" she whispered, was she found out?

He laughed "No, I don't trust anyone. You? certainly not, but I still care about you."

"why?" she said, confused again "If you don't trust me, then why do you care? Why do you tell me your secrets?"

his eyes were unreadable "We're all lonely at night." was all he said.

There was silence again but now it was thick and damp and questioning.

"I don't care though, whatever it is, I don't care."

Don't make promises you can't keep. She thought but stayed dumb and slowly they faded into sleep.

FB

She stared down at him in the dark and her face contorted into a bitter mask -you hypecrit- she thought enraged. How dare he, how dare he say such things! How dare he see her mind, see her soul and then break her into all those pieces!

And how dare he, how dare he be exactly the same as she was!

glared at his slumbering face "Your exactly the same as he is you know?" she whispered heatedly not even caring that he couldn't hear her. "

And don't you ever tell me your not! Don't you ever because I know, I know what it is to be lonely in the night! And you don't, you don't!"

and she turned and speed from the room as the sun weft it's way past the curtains and begain to light the darkness that covered her in the night.

A/N; some unexpected thoughts from harry- the plot thickens (DuDuDU!) promise not to go all fluffy on you- just showing you how they used to be, but they won't be lovydovy in this fic. Their too far past that as harry says "we're way too fucked up."

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