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Title: Lies a la carte. Cap. 1
Gender : Romance
Rating : the moment, K +
Notes and warnings : refrain from entering all consider that the relationship is perverse AlumnoxProfesor and pedophiles.
CHT Summaryedge base even before you speak. It is impossible not to notice a presence so ... disturbing, yet comforting. At least for you. not you turn around. Let him who is approaching, as you always do. Expect these brief encounters throughout the day, but when the time comes, you are not able to react, your body does not respond and you always stay paralyzed. As a fragile porcelain doll. You just wait respiracióny contain that he, as an adult that is, who moves the first tab.
Because I feel so young beside her, and yet so women. Because Ron never Desperr. It's those little things that make you know that you appreciate, though not much given to prove it.
is when you decide to turn around and face it. You do it slowly, measuring every step as if it were your last. And as always. Your legs turn to jelly when you feel scrutinized under the cold gaze, so devoid of any emotion.
you finished he would never accept that you may want as you wish. She lost that ability long ago. But I'll let you settle for closer, that open the doors of his self-imposed wall and let you sneak inno longer bother him anymore. But as abruptly, and without giving you time to react, he kisses you. Forcefully, almost angrily, yet with surprising sweetness, imparting his lips against yours, and making you feel the luckiest woman on earth.
You miss her lips and for the first time in your life, your brain stops, and leaves you floating in a semiconscious state where you are alone you Ely. His lips against yours, you open your mouth shyly. Invading it with his tongue, enzarzándoos the two in a sort of struggle where the only goal is to cease to exist, fundgo to each other.
Slowly, and without any roughness, the intensity of the kiss goes downhill and rozándote once again with his lips he withdraws from you, and you notice something strange with an expression to, but equally imperturbable. As if that kiss had ever been produced.
You on the other hand, bet your own wand at your face at that moment is the height of ridiculous notes you stiff in his hands, still squeeze your arms forcefully prevented ; NDOT fall backwards because your legs for some time now ceased to hold you. Imagine that your eyes open in an expression & OverhaulI n mixing the fright and confusion, can cause an erroneous impression about your reaction, and you hurry to blink hard, trying to reconstruct your face. You soon realize that this has been much more ridiculous. And even you seem to see some fun in her eyes twinkle. And if you knew him so well, I dare to swear that he is suppressing a sort of smile. Suppose something sarcastic, but smile at the end of the day.
You have not recovered from what just happened, when he does something even more surprising. He leans over you, and slowly deposits a soft kiss on your forehead. You closeds eyes, determined to make the most of this unusual start tenderness. Although the ever annoying little voice in your mind tells you that something is any good.
stays there for a while, and you beg for it and stop time so you can stay stuck for eternity. You no longer care about others, or what they may say, you're ready to face anyone, to tell the truth once and for all. To be honest with everyone and especially to sincerarte yourself.
- Hermione ... - you can not avoid startle. He never had called you by name. And unless that voice tfor a few seconds to transfer their stony eyes and reach the truth.
"Goodbye
I look away in silence, not understanding why this has come so goodbye goodbye. Or because the tears invade your eyes and begin to chase down your cheeks freely. Finally, when it disappears from your field of vision, you allow desplomarte on the wet grass. You still have your coat but has long since stopped raining. You wrap it all you can and squeeze his hand hard against your chest, feeling like a kind of anxiety pervades your whole body.
not understand anything. But you know that never again & aacute; sa view.
That night a great man is killed by a Death Eater traitor. The blood, the screams and tears flooded the castle, and Mourning stains the hearts of all students. But you do not know what to feel. You can not talk to anyone. For the first time in your life, your mind does not give you the answers you need.
During the funeral of Albus Dumbledore, Harry's hand squeeze hard, and you cry, you cry because you feel like a hypocrite and a bad person, you cry because you can not help miss him, because you can not think because you ask yourself over and over again trying to tell those dark eyes. Because
auNo dream every night with that kiss, and with that strange statement moves.
cry because you love him, and because you hate him at the same time.
cry because you have promised yourself, do not rest until they died.
And you cry because you know that when he dies, a part of you dies with him ...
