Face to Face
And heart to heart
We're so close yet so far apart
I close my eyes
I look away
That's just because
I'm not okay
Harry looked across the dining hall; grey eyes were staring back at him. The look in their eyes was longing.
They both were aware of their feeling towards each other, but in this atmosphere, at this delicate time after the war…it wasn't appropriate for them to act on those feelings.
No matter how much they wanted to.
But I hold on
I stay strong
Wondering if we still belong…
They meet in the Room of Requirement to exchange lazy kisses under soft sheets, damp skin entangling with damp skin.
"Are you sure this is right?"
"In what universe could this be wrong, Draco, when it feels this good?"
"Because we're the only ones who see it that way…"
Will we ever say the words we're feeling,
Reach down underneath it,
Tear down all the walls?
Draco looked into the deep, soulful green eyes. "I…" Love you…
"Yes, Draco?"
"Nevermind,"
Will we ever have our happy ending,
Or will we forever
Only be Pretending?
Will we always, always, always be…
They gave each other one last look before departing from Kings' Cross.
Pretending…?