His answer is wishing for her silence to remain forever within his silence. His answer is fisting his right hand inside his pocket until it hurts, so his fingers don’t come to life and reach out for hand. A new bad habit he can't shake off, any more than he can shake off the shadow of her back, so soft beneath his trembling hands, walking away from him, leaving him behind, standing alone at the edge of a precipice, wanting (even for just one second, he lies he lies he lies) the only thing in the world he is forbidden to want.
Oh my word. Love it. LOVE IT. And I feel so very angry at JKR right now.
Re: I am outside; harry/hermione, pg
Oh my word. Love it. LOVE IT. And I feel so very angry at JKR right now.
Thank you for this ficlet. ♥