The soul in the middle. 🇬🇧

People reveal themselves slowly.
They discover themselves when they, at a certain point, allow us to do so, taking off their angular clothes and wax masks.
People show up when the sun goes down, leaving it to the night to cover their cracks.
And we, mortal souls like others, can't help but wait and ... marvel.
Allow ourselves speechless when someone bares his soul before our eyes and makes us think again, re-evaluate and upset everything we have always believed.
We, like other mortal souls, must preserve and protect these secrets of souls who suffer and we must clean our eyes to look better.
Look beyond, between body and soul, exactly in the centre.
Because it is the darkest and purest part of ourselves that hides.
In the middle.

A little one-shot about Draco and Hermione, a "What if?" overwhelming and melancholy, from an alternate ending.

This is my first English translation of one of my original works.
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