Solare

The stars are beautiful, but oh so far away.
My star, so far from me.

""So tell me" Harry's voice said, knocking me out of my mind. I turned my head towards him, goosebumps on my skin whether from the cold or his stare, I couldn't really tell. "What do you mean?" I smile, his eyes grazing over my skin as he shook off his jacket.

Before I could say anything he put it over my shoulders, blood rushing to my cheeks. "Thanks" I murmur, feeling better and warm. The smell of him sneaked into my nostrils, and I found myself liking it.

"I mean tell me about you, your story."

I laughed slightly and shook my head, looking down at my feet. "My story, huh?" He nodded, waiting for me to talk. "What makes you think I have an interesting story to tell, Harry?"

My eyes moved from my feet to the ground, to his shoes and up his legs, meeting his own dark green eyes. They shined beautifully under the moons light, seeming dark and mysterious, yet I found myself falling into them. They had a slight glint in them that I couldn't quite differentiate, but it stood out.

"I'm not sure, although I have a feeling you have a very interesting one.""