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• forty four

"low, a part of me now, a palm
to my mouth. i said it
almost."

As the snow settled on the hard surface of the castle, visible stars shimmered and danced around each-other. Astronomy was the piece of freedom Ophelia held onto, stargazing was a sense of comfort and often an escape from reality for the young girl.  The astronomy tower made her feel safe, it made her feel like she had a chance to live again.

Beautiful winter nights like this is what makes Ophelia feel free. Silence, silence beyond the world, not even a simple noise could be heard as Ophelia Black closed her eyes and thought about everything. If only everything could be this simple forever? Ophelia black wanted to be in that world.

Footsteps broke the silence, footsteps that Ophelia had memorised since third year. "Harry." Ophelia spoke up softly, diverting her eyes towards the boy with a slight nod. "Lia." Harry replied, patting away the snow beside the girl so he could sit down.

"It's late, why're you up?" Harry asked the girl, concern filling his eyes. Ophelia shrugged with a simple smile, a smile she only used around him. "To escape reality." Ophelia chuckled, brushing a small strand of her now dark hair from her face.

Harry grinned softly at the girl, "It suits you." He said, running his fingers through her hair softly. "Beautiful." He mumbled, loud enough for Ophelia to hear, "Just like you." He finished.

Ophelia couldn't help the small smile tugging at her lips, to Harry, Ophelia was artwork he could admire forever. Ophelia Black was a closed book only many people dared to read, Harry James Potter was one of them. Just like feeling withdrawn from a book, you become to feel withdrawn from that particular person. And Harry's particular person was Ophelia Black.

Friends don't look at each-other the way the pair do. Ophelia thought she had felt love with Cedric, she was incredibly wrong. What she felt with Harry was how love was explained in the poems. A soulmate isn't a person who completes you. A soulmate is someone who inspires you to complete yourself, who loves you with so much conviction and so much heart, that is nearly impossible to doubt just how capable you are of becoming exactly who you've always wanted to be.

"Take my jacket." Harry spoke up, shrugging off his jacket and placing it softly over Ophelia's shoulders. "Will you be okay?" Ophelia asked Harry, adjusting the jacket on her shoulders. "I'll be perfect." Harry smiled, gently taking Ophelia's hand as he intertwined them.

Harry nervously scratched at his neck, expecting the girl to pull away, but when she didn't, he couldn't stop the rush of excitement that rushed through his veins. Ophelia smiled up at the boy, her heart beating rapidly at the contact.

She wanted all of Harry James Potter, she was touch starved. The urge to kiss him was strong, almost difficult to resist as his perfectly delicate face stood out in the moonlight, he was absolutely perfect. "Kiss me." Ophelia whispered, catching Harry completely off guard.

"Kiss you, are you sure?" He asked, stunned by the two words he had been wanting to hear for years. "Yes you idiot." Ophelia replied, failing to contain the huge smile taking over her features.

Harry smiled as he leaned in, cupping her face as he kissed her passionately. Their lips dancing as though they have been doing this forever. After what felt like forever the pair pulled away. "You're so gorgeous." Harry whispered, leaning in to kiss her forehead. They fell in love with each-others souls, before they could even touch skin.

"How long?" Ophelia asked, smiling up at Harry like a complete dork. Harry laughed and shook his head, "Since you punched me in the face." Harry replied, causing Ophelia to snort. "Since you pulled me out of my darkest days." Ophelia said.

Harry squeezed her hand gently, lifting it up to kiss it softly. "Stay with me." Harry started, looking in her eyes with genuine affection, "Stay with me, forever." He finished. Ophelia nodded, leaning into him, "It was always you Harry." Ophelia admitted, meeting his gaze, "I was just to blind to see it."

  "you" and just like that,
the greatest poem was written.

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