m i d n i g h t
Midnight. The witching hour, a book she had once read as a child called it. She had shivered in her bed, putting down the book for a moment to let all the delightfully chilling possibilities of such an hour wander in her mind. The witching hour. She could not explain its appeal to herself, but it was there, sending goose bumps down her back when she thought of it.
"Kind of late to be wandering aimlessly outdoors, no?"
"Remus," she smiled, turning to face him, "You scared me."
"You haven't answered my question," he teased, smiling back as she began walking again, him beside her. "It's nearly midnight. You know, as a Prefect, it's my duty to give you detention."
"As well as mine, to give you detention."
"Fine there, we're even. But seriously, what are you doing out here?"
"I like taking nighttime strolls. Outdoors if possible. My guilty pleasure, if you will. But what are you doing here?"
"I came after you. I- we need to talk, Lily."
She stopped in her tracks. This, this was what she had been afraid of. This is what she had known must be prevented at all costs. But here he was, wanting to talk. Couldn't he see this would ruin everything?
"I don't want to talk." Her voice was cold. She would not make the same mistakes again.
"Fine." That surprised her. He gave in, as easy as that? But it was for the better.
But no. He was taking a step toward her, leaning in. She was frozen in place, her mind not taking in what was happening. She could just stand there, breathing in his scent, knowing what was about to happen and not being to do anything about it. She didn't want to do anything about it.
Their lips met, for only a fraction of a second. She wanted it to last longer, she needed it to last longer. But she mustn't. She ran, as the clock chimed midnight.
Midnight truly was a magical moment. Too bad she had ruined it for herself.
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