DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Harry Potter or any of its characters. I also do not make any money from this.
WARNINGS: Yaoi (male x male), Yuri (female x female) adult topics, swearing, sexual scenes and violence.
This has not been Beta'd.
PAIRINGS: Ron x Hermione, Blaise x Cho
A/N: For everybody who wanted a little bit of love :p
'text' is thought
"text" is talking
Hidden Element
Chapter 18: Love
Elementals:
Ice and Void – Draco Malfoy
Fire – Pansy Parkinson
Earth – Blaise Zabini
Nature – Cho Chang
Light – [Name]
The Forgotten:
Electricity – Saito Blackstar (OC)
[Element] – Carsly Hendricks (OC)
[Element] – [Name]
Water - Yasmin DiAngelo
Wind - Miya Hendricks (OC)
When you're in love you never really know whether your elation comes from the qualities of the one you love, or if it attributes them to her; whether the light which surrounds her like a halo comes from you, from her, or from the meeting of your sparks.
~Natalie Clifford Barney
Love is the emotion of strong affection and personal attachment. It is a complex thing with an abstract nature that exists in many forms. This fact does not necessarily mean ones love is better than another, only that its foundation differs in the way it was formed and held.
There is not one person the same, nor, in the same concept, is any relationship. People receive and transmit this particular feeling in various ways. Love, after all, is a mysterious thing and works in many different ways.
For Ginny and Neville, of course, love was purely logical.
They had noticed one another in high school and had even become friends despite their lack of communication, Harry having been her main point of concentration.
When Harry had finally left her, she had no reason not to talk to her brothers other friends any more. She had liked his friends, far more than those of her own year. Not that she found herself too mature or above them, it was the mere simple fact that, being friends with Harry Potter had led them to grow close due to constant confrontations of a volatile manner.
Their relationship had started when all the glances and lingering touches had made sense. They had both known, and there had been no reason to forestall the inevitable with foreplay of shyness.
At the end of the day, even more so than with Harry, she had a lot common with Neville. He always supposed that was why their dawning relationship had seemed such a logical one. It was the kind of love that was based on shared interests and common backgrounds.
Although Neville didn't have an abundance of siblings, Ginny understood the concept of only child through being the only girl. Their homes were both small and shabby compared to normal standards, Ginny's family not having the finances due to their amount of children, and Neville's grandma not being able to produce as much due to old age. Not that either of them cared.
They were also of the same wizarding class, and both families had been included in the war.
Theirs was a love which had been influenced by a system of principles and the application of reason. Their love had been based on their own common experiences that described and defined their views on relationships, in terms of implications and their contradictions. Simply put, they were unified through common goals. It is, however, an expectant love that is accustomed to it's own doctrine and theory.
Both Neville and Ginny had thought rationally and realistically about their expectations in a future partner and had selected them through a check list.
Having had her first love gone awry, Ginny had made her ideal man available on paper. Sweet, kind, a natural gentleman, would place her first at all costs, someone she could appreciate, that would want to win her trust and define her goals. They had both wanted to find a precise value in their partners, and ultimately work to reach a common ambition and had actively begun to search for partners with these certain characteristics.
The checklist had fit, and all though it hadn't always been a love of attraction, it had been created through their need for practicality and realism.
No knight on a white horse would save her, so she would save herself, by finding a man that could provide for her, and that she could encourage and offer her thoughts and feelings to.
A mind selection on both sides had led to stray blushes and slight touches. In turn, this had led to timid kisses and whispered words of reassurance that one day, when they both believed it to the fullest, an 'I love you' would fill in the gap.
Both were content with the knowledge that their future was set.
After finally deciding to give a go at dating, they had accepted the fact that their idealistic partner stood before them, and that in reality, it would lead to a comfortable and happy life.
For now, those small kisses were hidden in the dark. There had been no need to tell anyone. They had been confident in the fact that instead of pure fantasy, what lay before them, was reality. It had rocked Neville to the core.
Unlike Ginny's perfectly healthy family, his parents remained in St. Mungos. With a flick of a crucio'd wrist or a ligilimens their newly created world would come crashing down. They had decided not to tell the others of their relationship for the fact that what you didn't know, could never be taken from you, especially in war situations.
He needed Ginny safe, even if it meant loving her in the dark.
Neville had never wanted to keep a secret this desperately before.
An astral opposite to a logical form of love comes a smothering one. Possessive, dependent and jealous. This was one of the trademarks of Blaise and Cho's fatal attraction.
Mentally excited, excessive and persistent, their relationship had become one of a whirlpool of emotions. Almost like an obsession or craving, they had needed one another from the very start. Had they not been so insistent on evolving their worlds solely around each other, their situations might have almost made their love evolve into one of a more logical calibre.
Ever since they had met to talk their anger at each other away, they had come to realise the synchronization of their thoughts. They had needed each other, desperately then, and desperately now.
Having landed in situations no-one could ever sympathise with and the low self-esteem it created, they placed much importance on their relationship.
No one else could understand the constant ebb and flow of their personalities. No one else would understand the guilt and hatred they felt at not being able to keep themselves the way they had wanted to previously be.
Not just anyone could stand beside you and make you feel whole and right in the world. Not everyone was Blaise, and not everyone was Cho.
They were each others anchor: physically, mentally, and in a power perspective. Blaise and Cho had latched onto one another for there would never be another person who would so completely accept them, love them and understand them as they did one another.
It had been no love at first sight. Both had been blinded by the prejudices forced down their throats upon arrival at Hogwarts. It had been a curious need to find out if she could trust the Slytherin with her life that had led her to convene with Blaise before they parted ways.
They met again for a need to apologise, meeting afterwards for a need to see someone they could share their mutual secret with. It had escalated to a need to understand, and then again to fully acknowledge the spark that had been formed.
It is often said, that possessive lovers often meet by haphazard means.
Two years after the final war, they finally married. They had lived in Canada at first, a town just off the outskirts of Quebec. It had lasted one year. Blaise had caused a landslide when a man had flirted with his wife and buried the place to the ground. They had needed to end up somewhere where the population was less than average.
After all, their relationship was based on possessiveness and the feel they 'need' their partners, this often lead to exaggerated feelings and excessiveness.
To him, love was a means of rescue, a reinforcement of values.
They had only come across the Easter Islands when Blaise had started looking for work involving archaeology. Their life from then on had merely sunk into place.
These lovers were often anxious or insecure, and could both be extremely jealous. Unlike logical love, there was no thought of tomorrow, only the severe intensity of today. They did not think of futures, they thought of now.
Friendship Love involved respect and concern for another person's interest. This love contains more companionship than excitement. It's root is in the love between exceptional friends, and the desire for them to care compassionately for one another.
This is the love Ron and Hermione had skidded across.
Out of her two friends, Hermione had been more attracted to Harry than she had Ron. It had taken her years to see what others had so easily perceived. They sometimes struggled to pinpoint the moment that friendship had turned to love.
She prided herself on the fact that theirs was a love based on a friendship that could endure even beyond the breakup of their relationship, which was no time soon mind you. In this case, they had both wanted their significant other to also be one of their closest friends. There had been no closer girl friend to Ron than Hermione and she had been closer to Ron than Harry, whom had seemed to backtrack on their friendship when he thought they were going to get into trouble.
She knew that if she had dated Harry, she would have been constantly kept in the dark. Not something that had happened being a mere friend. It wasn't that he trusted them any less, it was that when Harry gave his heart, he gave it all. He would have personally locked her up in a closet had she tried to join the war.
Ron placed much importance on their commitment, and tried to preserve the trust between them. He knew how much his fiancé appreciated the trust in their bond; no white lie or excuses. That was her motto. He chided himself with being a good fiancé, he took the full brunt of the storm when his 'truth' was something Hermione didn't want to hear.
When they had both gotten jobs and their steady income increased, the time had seemed right. They had been in love for years, friends for even longer. There wasn't something he didn't know about her anymore, and the other way round. He proposed, and she had accepted.
They were open about their relationship, no reason to hide. Ron knew Hermione could fend for herself, it was his own life he was worried about. It seemed weird to think of her as his white knight, but after countless times of being rescued by the brunette, he had come to accept his role is '...' in distress.
Ron and Hermione had been friends for twelve years, in love for seven, and engaged for two. There love was showing no signs of stopping, nor was their close bond of friendship.
Once in a blue moon, compassionate, or rather, divine love, takes place.
A self-sacrificing love, unselfish and experienced by people willing to do things for another person with no expectations. Precious, beloved, and esteemed.
No matter the risk, no matter the situation, they will always place the other first.
An all-encompassing love, where partners are viewed as blessing. It is a generous love, partners often waiting patiently for the other after a break-up.
GhostLawsOfDoom: Thank you! Mwahaha, all well now be revealed! This chapter is dedicated to you!
XxHushHushxX: The next chapter will be a longer than this one :p There will also be some more romance introduced to the story! Glad to hear you had a great birthday.