Stars

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Nothing was said as they sat beneath the stars. The lake so still, they could see the tiny minnows pinching the surface of the lake.

His long fingers laced with her ink stained fingers. They sat content basking in each other's silence.

They both watched the night grow darker, and soon found themselves huddled closer as the night grew, only a little colder.

They listened to the wilderness dance around them. The frogs cried out for lovers, and the crickets chirped their cheerful little tune. A loon made her call, it echoed through the mountain valleys, and rippled across the lake. It was a beautiful symphony to behold, especially on such a night like this.

Hermione admired the stars scattered upon the lake. Glittering, and twinkling without any restraint. As her familiar, Crookshanks laid with his rumbling body pressed against her back. His purrs reminded her more of a roaring engine than a fluffy, orange cat.

She continued listening to his rhythmic 'purrs'... until it took but a content sigh, and his purring was no more.

She smiled to herself as she imagined Crookshanks dreaming of mice, awaiting to play a game of chase in a big, endless field of golden sweet wheat and loud buzzing honey bees.

As if she sensed a pair of black eyes upon her, she looked over to see him looking at her with some sort of awestruck wonder on his face.

She was glad he thought the night to be beautiful too. The moment truly was perfect wasn't it? And to share it with him made the night even more perfect.

Hermione tilted her head to the side as she pondered why he kept staring at her. Offering him a quizzical smile, as she didn't dare to break the silence swaying between them.

His lips tugged into a fraction of a smile in return. The flicker of questions written on her face amused him, that she was sure.

"How is it..." Severus pondered out loud, in his usual drawling voice.

"That even on a night like this," he continued.



"You outshine each one of these stars?"

He was drawing circles on her thigh with his thumb, as he then claimed her lips with his. Only to seal the truth with a kiss, and to remind her that she was his, and he was hers.

Authors Notes:
This is for a friend ladyheliotrope the prompt was stars ❤️

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