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Author's Note: This is a short chapter, but you'll like it, I promise. Not a ton happens though. It's set to Ingrid Michaelson's Keep Breathing, an awesome song that I reccomend to anyone. It can be found on youtube.
In case you're worried about what's going to become of the younger generation, it's going to grow up and start worrying about the younger generation. Roger Allen
Chapter 7: Keep Breathing...
Storm is coming but I don't mind...
Love, is as we all know, is the opposite of hate. Yet somehow the two coincide in any great love story. When you think of the greatest couples of all time, who do you think of? Romeo and Juliet, Tristan and Isolde, The entire Oedipus complex; to name a few. All loves that occured during times of tragedy, loss, and sorrow. What is it about hate that drives us to love?
Snow started to fall down towards the streets of Hogsmeade village. The dark night's sky was turned light by the sudden falling of winter. The crisp night air just added to the picturesque feel of this moment.
People are dying, I close my blinds...
Flashback to about 10 minutes before the snow started...
Annie broke the very passionate kiss she was sharing with Harry and looked straight up to the sky, and sniffed the air. Harry had to admit, she always surprised him. She would always be a bit of a mystery, and he liked that about her.
All that I know is I'm breathing...now
"Snow," Annie said dreamily looking at a bare night's sky, with no sight of the glorious fluffy white stuff.
"We weren't supposed to have snow for weeks..." Harry said conversationally. He had just kissed his estranged ex-girlfriend and that was what he chose to say?
"I can feel it..." Annie said walking in a circle looking at the sky.
"You can feel snow?" Harry asked skeptically pacing towards were Annie had stopped a few feet away from him. They both looked up at the still empty sky. She didn't answer his question...
I want to change the world instead, I sleep...
"So what was that Harry? Just now," Annie still not taking her eyes off the sky.
"I might just have to ask you the same thing... the Order meeting...?"
"They've been shady for a while Harry, it was just getting them to admit it. It's not what you think, they're not out to get you, but their certainly not out to help you either. It's a power struggle, nothing more. I just thought you would need to see it first hand... Believe it or not, there are still people you can trust there." She drifted off, still stairing at the sky. Harry wondered what was so fascinating, it wasn't even snowing...
I want, to believe in more, than you and me...
"I guess I have to answer your question now?" Annie nodded, for the first time looking at him. "I realized a while ago what a terrible mistake I made in not trusting you... I was, I am going to apologize I just couldn't find the guts to do it. I'm stubborn and I can be a real jerk sometimes because of it. Tonight just put things in to perspective. I thought you were a distraction, I was afraid I would become so in love with you that I would forget all about the things I'm supposed to do, all the things the world is counting on me to do. So for days I just wrote you off, but I couldn't ignore you, it was like you haunted me or something. I couldn't get my mind off you, and the realization that I made the biggest mistake of my life in letting you go. That was the real distraction, not having you in my life. Apparently you're a distraction I'm meant to have. I'm sorry Blue, I really am." She smiled, but in her mind she needed to make him work for it. She was just as stubborn as he afterall.
"So what am I supposed to do, fall into your arms, and cry hysterically. And you'll just tell me that everything will be alright? We're in the middle of a war that we both may very well die in, not to mention others... and you just want me to forget all that and be with you?"
All I can do is keep breathing...
"That's exactly what I want you to do. I love you Annie. Nothing's going to change that, not even war." Harry said this with a bit more confidence than he otherwise would've. Something inside him had changed him tonight. A tear strolled down the porcelain face of one Annie black. She pulled him close, and kissed him. It was that simple... and as she had said... the snow began to fall.
All we can do is keep breathing...
"How'd you," Harry said pointing to the sky... he was shocked to say the least, how could anyone predict snow like that.
"Snow and I have a special relationship..." She walked around the small square spinning in circles and sticking her tongue out to eat the falling flakes of winter. Her normally pale skin had rosy cheeks from the bitter cold and was wearing a smile that reached her eyes. Her passion, her drive, her smile, those eyes...
All I can do is keep breathing...
"Marry me..."
Annie was pulled out of her 'snow trance' as Harry liked to call it... "What?" Annie had heard him, she just wondered if Harry had gone insane.
"Marry me..."