When a heart breaks, it don't break even.

Breakeven. By The Script

It had been six years since I had seen, heard, or even thought of Cissa. Since that day, I had wiped her from my mind. But not from my heart. As much as I hated to admit it, she still owned a part of my soul and there was no way to be rid of her. I was meant to be with her, we were meant to be with each other.

I remember telling my son about love one day; about how love is tricky. About how you can't just love the good things about people. That's not love. If you truly love someone, you love them for all of who they are. For the things you find loveable and the things you don't find loveable. That's what love is.

It just took Cissa and me a little while to figure that out.

"I think I'm going to do it. Today's the day, Severus. I can feel it." I paced about the room, willing myself to believe that today was, indeed, "The Day".

Piper and I were still going strong, much to Severus' dismay. And I, for quite some time, had been attempting to propose.

This had been going on for a year.

Severus sighed, "Honestly, throw your life away already. I grow weary of attempting to convince you otherwise."

I ignored his comment and looked out my office window. "Here she comes! Here she comes! I'm going to do it!"

Severus hid behind his Daily Prophet. "Oh, bother."

"Lucius, darling!" Piper strutted into my office, kissing me on both cheeks.

"Piper, my dear." I swept her into my arms, ignoring the lurch in my stomach.

Suddenly, Piper was scowling. "What is this trash doing here? Honestly, Lucius, he's ruining the furnishings."

Severus stood. "And you a ruining my friend's pocket book."

Piper turned to me. "Speaking of your pocket book. Where is that gift you were speaking of?"

"Well, I was planning to take you on a romantic night out. Maybe see the stars, take a walk in the park?"

Piper's nose wrinkled. "Would that require going outside?"

Severus scoffed. "Honestly, Lucius. Of all people. Of all people…" Rolling his eyes, he exited the room.

Piper scowled and shouted after him. "I don't know why Lucius pities you so!"

"The same could be said for you, my dear." He shouted back.

I couldn't resist a chuckle.

Much to Piper's dismay, going on a romantic walk in the park did require venturing outside.

I thought was never going to hear the end of it. However, she was quite beautiful in the moonlight and I had no trouble blocking out her voice. So, I marched on with full intentions to make this day "The Day".

The stars were bright that night, smiling down upon us.

"Beautiful." I whispered.

Piper smiled. "Oh, I know! I bought it just last week down at Flourish and Blots."

"What?"

"My dress that I have been talking to you about for the past ten minutes! Did you not just say it was beautiful?"

"Oh, yes…I did. But the stars are quite beautiful as well." I smiled and turned to her.

"What so great about stars?" She said as she checked her makeup in her mirror.

"They are the only natural light the world gives us at night. A pure light in a world so dark. Don't you think that is fascinating?"

"Why on Earth would that be fascinating? We get light from lamps and fire." She laughed. "You're so silly sometimes. Where on Earth did you come up with that idea anyway?"

I felt my heart grow heavy. "Cissa…" I whispered her name for the first time in six years.

"What was that?"

I cleared my throat. "I can't recall, darling."

Piper rolled her eyes. "Honestly, Lucius. You're acting very odd." She sighed. "And where is that gift you spoke of?"

I felt my stomach clench. "I…I wanted to ask you a question first."

"What now?"

"Do you love me?"

She rolled her eyes again. "What a silly question, Lucius. Honestly, what is wrong with you?"

I looked away from her. "Nothing. I'm afraid I misplaced your gift. You will receive it at a later date."

Suddenly, Piper stood. "Forget it! I don't want it! Call me when you are acting normal!"

I sat and watched her storm away, too conflicted to care.

I looked up at the stars again. And I realized how dark my life had been those past six years and how much I lost.

I once told Cissa that she was the brightest light in my life. And as I sat there on that bench I began to wonder if she was shining her light on someone else.

As I sat on that bench, I heard voices. A familiar voice.

How I wish, dear reader; that I had not looked back. Oh, how I wish I had just kept my eyes on the stars. But I didn't.

I looked back and found my question answered.

My light had been stolen.

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