March 12 th , 2004
He doesn't understand why he took it. He should have thrown it back in her face, or opened it right then and there, or tossed it away as soon as he found the nearest rubbish bin. Or, best yet, flung it to the floor and ground it beneath his boot heel before he even held it between his fingers. But he didn't. He took it, and that's all he can think about when he sees her in the Ministry lift almost eleven years later.
She's more attractive than she had been back in school, but still very close to plain. Her hair is untameable, stubborn; as unruly as she is well-mannered. Her nose is quite button-like. Her skin is that strange shade smack in the middle of deathly pale and golden-tanned. Her eyes are not as muddy-coloured as he thought. Light brown, with threads of yellow and gold (he notices this first). Lovely.
She glances at him and then looks away, but not in a mean way. Just a simple I'm done looking at you sort of way. But he's not done looking at her. He stares at her. Watches her as she readjusts the strap of her canvas bag. Watches as she rolls her shoulders and cracks her knuckles. Maybe she's nervous, being the only one in the lift with him. But it's not like he can jump her. And it's not like he wants to. Her eyes fall shut and her head bobs slightly, as if a melody popped into her head.
And then, her scent. A tidal wave of cinnamon and vanilla, crashing into his senses and making his head whorl and pound. He finds himself breathing it in, and he has to steady himself against the wall of the lift, the scent is so overwhelming. But not in a bad way, he's surprised to find. No, the scent is more appealing than he'd care to admit.
Before he knows it, the lift comes to a stop and she walks out, without having spoken to him at all.
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Fanfic[ COMPLETE] Granger corners him one last time, pulling that bloody envelope from her robes. He lets it fall into his open palm. "You know the rules, don't you?" "Only for when I'm at my lowest point," he says. "And after I open it, I go straight to...
