Just A Kiss (Dementor x Reader)

The Other Side of The Window

The dementor and I stare at eachother through the icey window. I knew that they were thinking of me, that it wasnt just in my head. Their hood is so dark, i cant quite see their face, but i can feel them looking at me. And i look back. The dementor places their boney hand against the glass. I mirror them, pressing my palm against my side of the window. The frosted glass is cold to the touch and numbs my hand. We sit there in silence until the warmth of my hand leaves a mark in the frost.
I trust my instincts and unlatch the lock on the window. As i slide the window open the cold night air fills the room and chills my lungs. I continue to slide the window open until the dementor and i are face to face. I can hardly breathe. I debate if i should speak, im not sure if dementors can talk.

After staring back at eachother for a while i finally decide to say something because the silence was beginning to get awkward. plus, there was so much that I wanted to say to them and i didnt know how much time we had. Or if they would come back after tonight. I hoped they would, but I couldn't risk wasting my chance.

"do you have a name?" i ask the dementor softly, so as to not wake up any of my dormmates who luckily all went to sleep.

The dementor hesitates a moment before attempting to answer me, but when they finally do speak i can't understand them. Their words some out in a hushed hissing sound, and in a language i don't know. My face falls and i sigh, obviously very upset that my soulmate can't communicate to me. 

"I'm (Y/N)," i say, "i don't understand your language, but I think i'm in love with you and we are soulmates. i always thought that my soulmate would be one of my professors or some rich muggle, but i guess i was wrong."

the dementor continues to not say anything, which makes sense because i think they knew i couldn't understand them. instead, they reach their boney, skeletal hand out toward me, and resting it on the side of my cheek. Their hand was freezing, yet comforting. My heart is racing as they begin to lean closer to me. My chest tightens and I can hardly breatghe. They are so close to me now that I can almost see their face. I probabluy would be able to if it weren't so dark. 

I jump as I hear my bedroom door slam behind me. I snap around to see one of my dormmates standing in shock.

"Holy shit"

I then realize how warm my face feels, I turn to find that the dementor is gone.