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[nadiapolyakova]

Dust to Dust -The Civil Wars

It's not your eyes It's not what you say It's not your laughter that gives you away You're just lonely You've been lonely, too long

All your actin' Your thin disguise All your perfectly delivered lies They don't fool me You've been lonely, too long

Let me in the wall, you've built around And we can light a match and burn it down Let me hold your hand and dance 'round and 'round the flame In front of us Dust to

You've held your head up You've fought the fight You bear the scars You've done your time Listen to me - You've been lonely, too long

Let me in the wall, you've built around And we can light a match and burn them down And let me hold your hand and dance 'round and 'round the flames In front of us Dust to Dust

You're like a mirror, reflecting me Takes one to know one, so take it from me You've been lonely You've been lonely, too long We've been lonely We've been lonely, too long

[leprokonus]

[skywailer]

[skywailer]

[skywailer]

It's funny how things happen.  My mind had strayed once again without me knowing it, and in a second I was configuring the curves of her body and the spring in her brown, ludicrous curls instead of studying the herbs I needed to collect for my latest product.  Instead of paper beneath my fingertips, I felt the smooth silk of her skin.  Of course, it was stupid to imagine her, because it only brought up memories that stung.  I knew, without a doubt, that soon my mind's eye would turn to her broken smile as she left my side to defend hogwarts.  To her disappearance during the battle.  Everyone thought her dead, but she was alive in my thoughts.  Still, it hurt.

I shook my head, trying to focus again on my work, only to catch something out of the corner of my eye.  There she was, dolled up in clothes Hermione would have cringed at the very thought of wearing, though I wouldn't have minded a bit if not for the setting.  Everything was wrong about her, from the clothes to her expression.  She looked lost, and I was frozen in shock as she turned to look at me.

Hazel and a bit confused, those eyes pierced through me but did not recognize me.  Still, those were her eyes.  The doubts that swiveled about in my head about her being a figment of my imagination dissipated.  She was too real.  I was sure my imagination was too ridiculously bad to actually make her up like this.  And so, I did the only natural thing- I stayed stock still like I'd been struck by that stupid petrificus spell.  That was, until she got up and started to leave.

Like that, I was up and running like a mad man towards her.  My Hermione was alive.  Granted, she looked like she didn't know who the hell I was but she was alive, and on the move.  This time, I wasn't going to let her get away.  Once I caught her, I wasn't ever letting her go.

[skywailer]

"Years ago, I met a boy who made all the wrong choices.

[skywailer]

Lover, please do not fall to your knees.

It's not like I believe in everlasting love.

"What are you trying to say, Granger?"  The shaking blonde forced through gritted teeth, unsure whether his arms were quivering from rage or something else.  He couldn't afford to think about it, not when a bushy haired, know it all was once again trying to tell him how things were supposed to be; when they both knew she was wrong.  She, for once, was wrong this time.

"I'm saying," she breathed, biting her lip against an unwanted break in her will.  "I'm saying that we can't keep doing this.  We can't keep muddling the line and expecting to have a happy ending.  What we have- had together isn't the kind to end that way, Draco.  We weren't meant to last."

And she was driven to kill whatever they had before it was ever able to flourish.

[skywailer]

"We wouldn't make it five miles.