Scared Of The Past

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He was there. Just there, close to me. I did not know what to do. What are we supposed to do in these situations? Merlin Hermione! Do something!

I did not have the time. Without realizing it, his body was already stuck to mine. I returned him his hug as hard as I could. "You're finally here ... I'm so happy!" He whispered.

His voice, his perfume, Merlin i missed it! I felt his hold relax slowly as if he was afraid that I would flee. He looked at me, with his eyes as if it was the first time he ever saw me. His stare was so intense that the atmosphere was suffocating. The desire that was being poured out of his eyes was indescribable.

We were there, standing in the doorway, in the eyes of everyone. At that moment, nothing mattered. Nobody could tear me away from this moment. Nobody could take it away. He was there and I was there. It was a huge risk that we were taking, but it was the least of my worries.

"We should go inside." That was the only thing he said. I nodded. It is true that it was risky.

Inside, the only light that lit up the room was the flames that danced in the foyer. There was a sofa in front of the fireplace with a huge blanket that partially covered it. There were honestly more blankets on the floor than on the sofa. Everything was beautifully perfect. Draco took my hand and headed towards the sofa.

We took place on the sofa and I hugged him as tight as I could. I did not want to talk. I knew there was so much to discuss. I was angry before. However, right now, I only wanted his arms and warmth. I did not want to lose it and I hoped that this night could last forever.

However, that was not the case, and I knew it.

We stayed like that, without speaking, without moving. I did not want it to end. I had no choice. Reluctantly, I pulled away from his arms to plunge my eyes into his. The only sound that came out of my mouth was subtle, and like a whisper. " Why? "

I quickly noticed the anxiety in his reaction. He got himself more comfortable on the sofa and start speaking.

"I did not have the choice. The war is near Mione. I had to plead allegiance to the Dark Lord. I had to follow Father and my family. I'm sorry Mione, I really did not have a choice ... " A lone tear ran down his cheek. I was sincerely angry. He draw a line on us by having that mark. What was I waiting for? It was predictable! A Mudblood with a Pureblood. But what were you expecting Hermione!

Only, deep within me, I understood. I knew he had no choice and it made me love him even harder. Yes, I loved a Slytherin and I was madly in love with him.

He kept apologizing. His tears became faster and he hid his face in his hands. I hurried to clear his handsome face and replaced his hands with mine. I plunged my eyes into his. His sadness attacked me in full whip. That's when I was damned. I will always love this man all my life.

I only murmured these two little words, so simple and so harmless, but which relieved him of an enormous burden: "I know."

I kissed him like it was the last time I could. He replied to my kiss as if it was a necessity, as if I were his reason to breathe. I let myself go. For the first time, I did not control anything and I did not want to control anything. I only wanted him. No one else could make me feel as free and complete as he was.

The heat of the room increases by one notch. Our kisses became wilder and deeper. Our breaths intermingled and our bodies were screaming for each other.

With an unexpected gesture, he stopped suddenly. He looked at me with a look full of desire.

"Do not stop," I said breathlessly.

" Are you sure? He answered.

"I have never been so sure of anything in my life. "

Without losing a moment, the dance of our two mouths resumed where they were as if they had never stopped.

That night, I gave everything to Draco, my heart, my soul and my innocence. Tonight may be, in fact strongly, our last. From the first light of day, this house will already be empty of our presence. The embers will be the last traces of our passage.  I'll be back with Harry, Ginny and Ron. Draco will already be far away with his father and Voldemort. My heart will be broken. I know it. However, for the moment, the only thing I want is him.