cloud walker • druna

Twenty Eight

[Can we just stay?]

When you love someone, you are willing to wait and hurt for that someone. Just like coffee mixed with sugar, blended, You need to understand each ones difference, their oddity, eccentricity, their beauty and their beast. Because if you truly love someone you will dare to defy the Laws of Physics, the Conspiracy of History and the Principles of Math. If you love someone you are willing to be strong when their weak, the reason of their smile when their depressed, the day to their night. For love isn't a virtue for the light-hearted, it is a rule only strong and wise people understand and protect.

And these people who loved, are aware about the circumstances on knowing the only word confused by many.

There was a thin cord tying you and love, and that cord is what I call: patience.

And yes, patience is truly a virtue.

Not does it makes you normal to wait, but it tests you, and make you more mature and brave. You are not afraid to wait when you are patient. You are not afraid to risk it all and taunt time for you know you have a reason, and that reason is worth waiting.
Patience, I tell you, is Love's best friend and these two come in a not cheap matching set. You have to work hard for it, and make yourself ready for everything.

Anyway, you might be wondering why I'm telling you all of these literary romance trash advices. But hey, I warned you guys, and now that's another story, so let's get back on our own.

So it has happened, Luna went to America to finish her business, while Draco stayed at London to mend. Both were apart, miles away, trying to keep themselves busy with their jobs, trying to occupy their thoughts with things they thought would consume their time.
Draco was now a well-known Wizard in his medical field and Luna was excelling in Magizoology. Both were now very successful in their field. Both were happy and satisfied by themselves, but also, both were hesitant to come back to each other.

They sent messages, a lot if letters, more like tons, every day, Draco would write to Luna and everyday Luna would write to Draco. It was mutual, both felt mutual feelings for each other, and it wasn't one sided or confusing. The only problem was that that there was hesitation.

But, Time wasn't Love's closest friend, and eventually, what Luna and Draco shared was hidden beneath the things they've been through apart.

Minutes became day, and days became weeks and weeks became months, Draco thought of Luna every day, thinking how was she and was she happy, was she with someone else? Did she moved on? was she in good place?

He wanted to be with her and she wanted to be with him, both trying to decipher one's feelings for one's self, hesitating if one felt the same way they felt.

He loved her and she loved him, all was well to think of, until both minds considered the word; anxiety and hesitation. Both were shy and scared to admit their feelings, and even if the whole world saw the spark they share every time their eyes meet, they still try to deny the fact that the other would feel the same way as he/she would feel.

So, okay it's a little bit confusing.

But hey, It's cute.

Luna then went back to London when the day came. After a few months in America, she was anxious to see Draco and a couple of her friends, specifically Ron, Harry, Neville, Hermione and Ginny.

Luna ran her fingers through her hair twirling her index finger around a couple of strands, as she sat on the side of her compartment on the train.

She clutched her bag tightly, looking at the window and the landscape running like a tape.

Luna smiled as she recalled her days in Hogwarts. The innocence she always had. The smartness Hermione never hid. The pure heart Neville never failed to flaunt. The bravery Ginny always had. The authenticity Ron will always feature. The humility Harry kept, and the mystery Draco always shows.

They were all individuals, and every one of them had a role. They were characters of the life, and the simple thought of it made Luna smile.

Now she was coming back.

Back to her home.

Back to her friends.

Back to her family.

Back to her life.

Back to love.