“Why are you crying?” she whispered.
“Because you love me,” he choked. “And I— I never thought I could be worthy of love again. Worthy of someone like you.”
Fin. ✨
Finally wrote something that I found "worthy" of posting ☺️
“Why are you crying?” she whispered.
“Because you love me,” he choked. “And I— I never thought I could be worthy of love again. Worthy of someone like you.”
Fin. ✨
Finally wrote something that I found "worthy" of posting ☺️
She leaned in and kissed him softly.
She leaned in and kissed him softly.
“— I never believed that shit, Granger.”
“— I never believed that shit, Granger.”
But the earth wasn’t on his side today.
When Hermione cupped his jaw, he leaned into her touch instinctively.
But the earth wasn’t on his side today.
When Hermione cupped his jaw, he leaned into her touch instinctively.
He lifted his hands in surrender. “Of me. How are you not ashamed of me?”
“Why would I be— oh.” Her voice softened. “/Oh/, Draco.”
He lifted his hands in surrender. “Of me. How are you not ashamed of me?”
“Why would I be— oh.” Her voice softened. “/Oh/, Draco.”
/She wanted to tell the world?/
“You’re not ashamed?” he asked in a small, fragile voice.
She stared at him, wide-eyed.
/She wanted to tell the world?/
“You’re not ashamed?” he asked in a small, fragile voice.
She stared at him, wide-eyed.
Draco prided himself on never being left speechless.
Draco prided himself on never being left speechless.
What he hadn’t realised was that he was the one holding her back.
What he hadn’t realised was that he was the one holding her back.