You Make Me Complete. You Make Me Completely Miserable.

jokers to left of me sinners to the right here i am

Pyra moved her hand from his face his skin was soft and freckled. She took a step back though the gravity fought against it.
Cal furrowed his brows. Pyra let herself be engulfed in flames, scales covered her body, the glow of her eyes grew brighter. The transformation was always painful but not has as painful as what draco went through.
Cal didn't do anything he just stood there nodding. He flipped the hood down on his gray jumper, and ran a hand down her wing. She shrunk back down an looked at him expectantly.
"Your turn?"
"Well I'm not a dragon for starts." He spoke quiet and vulnarably.
" Bellatrix took me when I was real young. When I was just a kitten. She made me into....this. then taught me everything I know, she manipulated me into a bruiding bodyguard. She was all I ever knew so I never questioned it, with all the mind games and abuse I never saw through it."
All pyra wanted to do in that moment was kiss him. His eyes were so blue and clear, and his lips looked so soft and his hoodie so warm. She shook it from her brain.
" So you were a cat?"
He nodded.
"That explains the hair." Pyra said running her finger through his patches.
"And my build." He mumbled. She smiled she loved how tall and thin he was. Pyra then went on to explain her childhood and how she was what she was. Not once did he seem judgemental or even board he just listened. She couldn't help but feel subconscious now, she had really fallen for this boy. She wanted to look cuter than a oversized sized army jacket and hiking boots. Her red curls everywhere Cal tugged and lightly played with them as they talked. She thought she could see the universe in his eyes. This was the fastest she had ever trusted anyone it was like her soul saw him and said oh that's what I was missing. Eventually they started talking about there lives and what they had been through good and bad. Some how they had both ended up on what was his 'sister's' bed her hicking boots left down stairs. Soft wood lay below her feet as she walked up the stairs, she watched her step careful not to fall through any missing floor boards, the bed was just a mattress with a crap ton of blankets. They talked and talked as they watched the stars through the missing slats above them, the night air cool but there blankets warm. They some how ended up snuggled together he curled up and held her close. While she let him drift to sleep she studied his face, she wanted to know every freckle every pore she studied the curve of his nose and the dip of his lips. She had never felt this way for Seamus or even Draco she had noticed theese things but never felt this way about it. She brushed his hair back and kissed his cheek Wich left a small burn. His snore sounded like a purr, as she stared up into the heavens through those missing slats, wondering about their stories, next to a boy she really did love.

Hermione was curled up with a book in her lap. The boy she loved could come home with her when the time came but for now she could just finish out her year without having to worry about him. Looking forward to long summer nights and kissing under the stars and showing him muggle things and teaching him to cook. All the good teenage things a girl could want. Though lately she had been feeling more down than usual, and no matter what she did she was having a hard time being happy she was starting to see Draco less and less beacause getting out to the clubhouse was getting harder and harder. Snow fell lightly outside of her window she lay he head down on Harry's shoulder.
" Miss him that bad do ya." Harry said as he thumbed through a magazine.
" Well yeah, that's probably what it is. It's been almost a month since we saw pyra, and I think he misses his best friend and Seamus is an absolute reck. And I think I just miss hanging out with everybody and everyone being happy." Hermione said her honesty shocking herself. Harry was always good to talk to. He pushed his glasses up his nose and paused.
" Well none of them were ever really happy, there just less happy now. I think Draco is happy with you. I'm sure it drags on him that he can't see you and prolly thinks your snogging Ron. " Harry said dead seriously. Hermione shrugged she wasn't sure what her feelings we're or what they meant it was like this itch she couldn't quite scratch.
" Let's go." Harry stood up and cracked a window, picking up his new broom.
"Where?"
"You are the smartest witch of our time, you know where."