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21. Power
Her eyes enthralled him, her stare so attentive and knowledgable that he had no need to look away. It was true what they say; the eyes are the window to the soul. She was seeing him and he was seeing her. They knew each other as only few people can; totally and completely.
"I don't understand it." she said finally, breaking his gaze to look back at the book in her lap. Her brow was furrowed in frustration and unthinkingly he reacted up and cupped her face in his hand, running his thumb across her forehead. She was so small compared to him.
"You don't understand what?" he finally asked, still looking at her. She looked up, meeting his eyes again and he was once more taken in by the sincerity and depth her eyes held.
"Us. This. Whatever it may be." she said, leaning into his touch and placing her hand over his, holding him in place. He couldn't even dream of moving.
"I hate you. Or at least, I should." he said simply, feeling obsurd. Her face crumpled a little at his words and she looked down, tears filling her eyes. He sighed, lifting her chin so she had to look at him. "But I can't stay away from you, Ginny." he told her.
She sighed hugely. "What is this power you have over me?" she asked, using words he had once used before when speaking to her.
"Love?" he asked quietly, wishing more than anything that it was true. He didn't deserve someone as wonderful and kind as her, but he wanted her anyway. And he wanted her bad.
She nodded, kissing him gently. And it was the best first kiss she had ever had.
So, maybe more than one now? ;)