“It’s weird how something so simple represents so much.”
A child’s voice, however honest and true, is meaningless to those who have forgotten how to listen.
SLYTHERIN APPRECIATION WEEK - day one: favorite female slytherin
She was a witch, as Harry knew, with prodigious skill and no conscience.
She watches him in the blue of morning, motionless under their blanket, twilight tinting his skin. She wants to run the tip of her finger down the weak lines of past stress on his forehead, the straight and narrow line of his nose to the point, and feel his breath on her palm. She wants him to wake up and say something he’s never said before, and to surprise her with some unknown look or gesture. She wants him to be warm, and for his feet to be cold when she slides hers between them. She wants to stand with him on the balcony and feel the dew of morning on his skin, and the laziness of his mouth on hers that tastes like coffee and bananas. She wants to argue books, and fight with him over leaving the toothpaste uncapped, or have him yell at her for what she’s done until that vein appears at his temple. She wants him to be exactly who he was meant to be, and feel something, anything at all.
He peels his eye open, unblinking as he looks at her, and she closes her own in response. “Draco,” she whispers, her tone even with hours of wakefulness.
“Hermione,” he replies, amused, and she squeezes her eyes tighter.
In her mind, they were one in the same. Cold and wet and constantly placed in a category that, perhaps, suited both, though could not attest to their individual beauty. Just as snow was one of those things that happened in winter, he was one of the reasons why people warded their homes and cringed whenever they heard the floorboards creak at night. These were dark times for the world, and he was simply one of those who made them darker.
There’s a line, black and white, good and evil.
Funny thing about black and white. You mix it together and you get grey. And it doesn’t matter how much white you try to put back in, you’re never going to get anything but grey.