Your Voice...The Song In The Wind
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HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
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1
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1,135
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2
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I do NOT own Harry Potter or any other character but my OCs' everything else belongs to JK Rowling, I do NOT make money out of this, it's just for fun
Your Voice...The Song In The Wind
AN: Hello, to those of you who might be asking,I haven't abandoned my other stories its just my muse is laughing at me and parting on her own...and well this plot hit me like a brick yesterday morning before I went to sleep, and well here it is...enjoy
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Again
It made him sick to his stomach, she was crying for that imbecile again while he was fucking her brains out, it made him sick!
Getting off her, he fell on his back besides her, who with vacant stare was looking at the ceiling, the bloody ceiling, dozens of women would kill for him on their beds and she was looking at the damn ceiling, crying and thinking about him no bleeding doubt!
“What is with you this time?” he asked clearly irritated
She didn’t even bother on looking his way, this unnerved him even more, taking her by the chin roughly, he asked again.
“Quit it” she said softly
“What in Merlin’s name do you want me to do?”
“Just leave me alone”
“So you might try it again? Is that what you want?” he was almost yelling now “It’s been almost two years, TWO, get over it!”
That seem to get a reaction out of her, she looked sharply his way...
“I said leave me alone, does any of you know the meaning? Don’t you get it, everybody is moving on, I don’t want to, I can’t, just let me have my peace, just let me go”
“Is that what you really want? You will die”
The pouring tears from her bloodshot eyes told him ‘yes’
“Fine, go” he turned his back on her and draped the bed cover over him “I won’t be there this time”
She smiled sadly and more tears poured down and when she was about to touch his turned shoulder he stopped her, shrugging her not yet touching hand.
“Don’t touch me”
She nodded smiling still but her face hovered near his, her lips near his ear she whispered...
“Thank you, thank you so much Blaise”
A few tears crashed against his skin but he didn’t even flinched, she slipped out of bed and made her way to the door, his voice stopped her movements once more.
“Don’t ever come back”
She turned her head and once again the sad smile graced her features, convinced she replied “I won’t”
With those last parting words, she got out of his room, the house and into the night.
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She didn’t even bother on more appropriate clothing, she apparted from Blaise’s house into the main street that would take her where she wanted to go.
There in front of the gates, her fingers slid across the metal bars as she walked by, grabbing a hold of them with both hands, she looked straight forward and said the three words that have condemn her in the first place “I Love You”
Yes she had damned herself with those words, that was the because of her downfall, three well meant words, I love you. And she had meant it alright, when she had said it the first time she knew she was done for, it was not becoming on her part, she hasn’t being raised believing in those words, like they were from a foreign and tabooed language.
Oh she had made it, here...it was perfect, and yes Blaise, even if you want to, you won’t be able to...nobody would, she thought.
She breathed deeply, this place, gods it has felt like it’s been centuries, since she last stepped upon this ground, crisp green grass, wild flowers, trees that concealed the little paradise from those eyes that had never and will never lay upon that piece of earth.
She sat there on the crisp green grass in the warm summer night, with her back against an old oak tree, her bare feet making ripples on the water of the little lake.
So this was it she thought, no more pain, no more tears, no more... she was looking for her freedom now and there was no one able to stop her now. She flicked her wand over a little pile of grass she had pulled out, smiling at what she had came across, she settled.
Just slide across and let them pour...
So she did, blood gushed out her writs, smiled, yes, everything was going to be over soon...she closed her eyes...his smile flashed through her eyes and his voice felt so near, his touch scorched her skin, it felt so real, yes, the end was so near, his smell attacked her nostrils and she inhaled as much as her lungs allowed her to...Heaven, if indeed there was one, then it would smell like this, like him; lilies and musk.
Yeah, no self respected man should smell like some ninny flower, but he did and to her it was just perfect, she was feeling tired now, her eyelids felt heavy but she felt weightless.
‘I’m damned anyways, it won’t matter much now to repeat it over one more time’ her pale and cooling lips said it even her brain registered “I love you, I do, I love you”
As darkness enclosed around her, her sad smile graced her features on last time “Good bye my love, see you soon”
Then her eyes closed for the last time and she was okay with that...if heaven existed she was on her way.
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Death
Was peaceful, it didn’t hurt one bit and she was surrounded by light, so there was a bloody heaven after all.
She opened her eyes to see her new surroundings, just to narrow them as she took them in, she was in a soft fluffy bed with white sheets, and the wooden ceiling above her had two big window panes at each side, filtering the sun light into the room to her right was night table, with empty vials, farther ahead the wooden walls and another window...she knew what that meant.
She wasn’t dead after all.
“Shit” she groaned, her voice was hoarse, how long has she been ‘dead’?
“Glad you can still spit profanities” was the scowl to her left, WHAT? Wasn’t she alive?
She turned her head to her left, there sitting in an uncomfortable looking chair was the most dreaded person in...her personal hell.
“What are you doing here?” she asked as if she didn’t know the answer already.
“Why?” he replied with another question instead.
“Why do you care, Potter?” if wasn’t answering, neither was she.
The spite in her question, threw him back a little “Why did you do it?”
“And again, why do you care?”
“Because I do”
“I’m not your pet project, I don’t need your saving, and I don’t want your saving” she choked back what she really wanted to say and added “You are their saviour I don’t seem to recall requesting one”
He moved to her side and grabbed her wrist, forcefully and pulled her up, shaking her as he spoke
“Then, why did you do this? Why are you doing this? To get attention?” holding the wrist to her line of view
She laughed bitterly and yanked her wrists from his hold “Don’t be stupid, if I wanted attention I would have left a note, look here Potter, I want this, I was so near and then along come you and your saviour complex to spoil, what is clearly my choice, my way” then her resolve broke as she stared at his eyes “Wasn’t enough with what you did? Should I live through it too? What I ever did to you?”
Harry’s face fell at this; surely she wasn’t recounting that...
“Harry!” she shouted beaming at him, going towards him
“Let’s go Harry” said the ginger head; known as Ronald Weasley “Ginny is waiting for us”
“Harry?” she was confused, why didn’t he acknowledged her presence
“Beat it snake” barked poisonously Ron
“What is going on?” he wasn’t meeting her eyes and had not even said a word
“Don’t you get it? the war is over, He-who-must-not-be-named is dead and you are no longer needed, Harry is going back to my sister as it should be and you should go slither somewhere else” Ron explained to her in a crudely and humiliating manner
She felt as her world crumbled under her, her knees were threatening to buckle and make her fall; her voice broke as she planted herself in front of him and searched his eyes begging him that it wasn’t true
“Harry?” she asked again
What he did surely did the trick; he looked at her with narrowed eyes, angry narrowed eyes.
“Go to your betrothed, Renessa”
“Why are you doing this?”
“I have a life to live and you don’t fit in it” he simply stated
Her eyes were stinging for the lack of blinking and the tears that threaten to fall, but she stood her ground.
“Then why you did this?”
“It was war, the end justify the means”
“That’s all that I was a mean, to this end?”
“Let’s go Harry, you do not own her anything” Ron said
One last question needed to be answered
“Did you even mean it?”
“You should know better...”
With another tug from the red head, he left her there, with unblinking eyes full of unshed tears.
“I should have, you know, known better” she laughed bitterly again “I should have known to never trust the house of the lion”
“You were to marry your betrothed” he whispered “you were to moved on with him”
“I was moving on alright, just not with Blaise” smiling sadly at his parting words “He wouldn’t let me do it the way I wanted to, always there to stop it”
His eyes went wide was she implying what he thought she was...
“You can’t be seriously saying...”
“What? that this is not the first time, you know what fuck you!” She stood from bed, swaying a little for the swiftness of her movements “I do not have to tell you anything, I don’t owe you anything and I don’t want your bloody pity, I don’t want anything from you except you leave me the fuck alone, you did enough, you took enough, you hurt enough, now go to your fiancée and leave me alone so I can kill myself in peace!” she was in hysterics now and by the crashing auras she could tell he was getting angrier by the second
“Is that what you truly want? To die?” he asked through gritted teeth “Then fine”
He turned to the door and slammed it closed, now that he was gone, she could break.
She made her way to the bed, curling into a ball she let the sobs rack her body without mercy, remembering hurt so much, but having him leave again make the hurt so much worse... he was going back to her, to Ginerva Molly Weasley, the woman she would never be... the next Mrs. Potter, the mother of his future children, the one with who he will share his bed until they grow grey, old and wrinkly, the one that will forever call him, hers.
She didn’t even notice until it was too late, she was pinned to the bed by another body, she fought to be let go but there was no avail, she heard ragged breathing, the hands were urgent to strip her off, the only article of clothing she had on, which she had notice wasn’t her silky robe but one of his plain white tees, that smelled just like the person above her; musk and lilies.
He had came back and was looking for her lips while frantically ripping the shirt from her body, her lips found his, in an urgent, bruising and passionate kiss, tugging at his clothes, wrapping her legs around him pulling him to her, while his hands were all over her, his ragged breathing tickling her ear shell sending volts of fire through her body.
She kissed and licked his neck, his shoulder, chest, chin, jaw and again his bruised lips, her hands were on his jet black hair, while she rocked her hips making him grunt, his erection nestled between her thighs, while they moved in an animalistic manner.
He shed his clothes, even before she could get hold of her wits; he was on her once more, this time the feel of skin on skin set her on fire.
Without prelude, he set the head of his hard cock on her entrance, in one swift thrust he was completely inside and they both sighed softly at this.
“Merlin!” was all he said as she met him thrust for thrust, rocking together, he hissed into her mouth when she racked her nails from his shoulders to his lower back, and then digging them into the flesh of his buttocks.
He hug her to him, still inside her and turned them so he was the one beneath her, he felt her hot tears crashing on his skin and stayed there, still, for just a moment, he knew what he had done, the expected and in the process he had destroyed her, she who had trusted him so much...
“Fine, I’ll tell you!” he had exasperated her with his questioning
He tapped his foot waiting...she looked, daresay, embarrassed?
“So, Nessa, what do you mean?”
“I mean, Harry that the day I lose my, ugh, virginity I want to be to someone, like you!”
He had been shell-shocked into silence but found the blush in her cheeks to be the sweetest thing.
“You know, blushing suits you well”
“Oh sod off!” she walked fast past him, but he took her wrist and turned her around, she collided with his chest and he knocked the wind out of her, their faces were at mere inches from one another.
“Why?”
“Because I trust you” she whispered, enough said, he kissed her right there and then
She moved up and down with a slow pace and it was just fine for him, who was cradling her face in his hands and have moved up a little so he could kissed her, just as slow as she was moving, his tongue tasting the inside of her mouth, that sweet taste of apple he loved so much, he missed so much, so many night wishing for the taste only her lips could provide.
She clawed at his chest, making him hiss in pain, those were going to leave some nasty marks, but he didn’t stopped her nor was he going to...
He kissed her still, releasing her lips, he kissed her tear streaked cheeks, then her jaw, chin and down to her neck, nibbling at her pulse point just how she like it, making her walls clench and the most erotic sound leave her throat, a moan.
His hands had leave her face and were roaming her body too, from her shoulders to her arms, down to the valley of her breasts where his tongue had been, down her sides, stopping on her hips, one hand stayed there while the other joined, his mouth in the tribute to her breast.
While he suckled on the right one, he pinched the nipple of the left one with his hand, another moan left her lips and he felt closer to heaven with each one, she was picking up the pace now, she was close, up and down, she moved, moaning and grunting with each slap of skin on skin, the perspiration made her look like a work of art, her slightly tanned skin with her dark blond locks and her piercing violet eyes, looking straight at him, with all that passion.
His hand left the breast and made way down road, between her legs, she will come before him that he knew, circling and pinching her clit, her movements became frantic, his mouth once again went to her neck, but before latching at it he whispered the four words that will be her undoing.
“Cum for me, Nessa”
Before latching at her neck, making her spasm in his arms, the wail of pleasure of her orgasm triggering his own, he got a hold of her hips and impaled her while he came with his own primal hymn echoing through the walls, they shuddered together, since his orgasm triggered her second one.
Soon she let go and fell in a bundle on his slick chest.
Catching their breath seem like forever, not a word was said, but they lay there, she atop of him, still joined as one.
She moved off him and let her back hit the fluffy mattress, she looked for his eyes and immediately regretted it, she turned her back on him, and covered herself with the white covers.
“Nessa...”
“Go away” she whispered, he moved to touched her and she shrugged him off “I don’t want your guilt tainting this”
“Nessa...”
“I get it, alright Harry, I get it” she shuddered at the thought of emptiness that was settling in her again “go back to your life, your soon-to-be wife must be waiting for you, I won’t try to kill myself again, if that helps your conscience, just don’t taint this, US, with guilt, please”
Harry left soon after that, she had fallen asleep to the sound of his silence and did not even steer when he slipped away.
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Life
She didn’t recall what day was she living in, or if she was living at all, since that day she woke up to find a note, on the besides table that read:
‘Stay as long as you want, anything you need it will provide’
She had stay, after she didn’t have where to go, nor she wanted to go anywhere, here was fine for her, she had eaten, and dress herself in something other than the bed sheets or his ripped shirt and have found her piece of heaven her in his little cottage, no longer she felt the need to know if it existed or her ethereal body would have been wandering over the little paradise...
‘Little paradise’ she thought suddenly grabbing her wand she went out the little house and apparted near their little paradise. She walked the path that took her where she wanted to be...
She protected herself from the midday sun, under the shade of the oak tree that have been her deathbed once, looking at the little lake, that really was just a huge pond, she saw the lily pads in different colours, pink, white, lilac...soothing colours, just like his scent...
Sighing softly she looked upwards and let the rays that filtered shower her with light, she was going to be ok, she knew it...
“I Love You” she spoke softly and let the soft blowing wind sway her way, lulling her into sleep.
“I love you too” came the reply like out of nowhere, she jumped at the words, only two people knew about this place, her being one of them and the other well... maybe it was just the wind and her imagination.
She stood up deciding it was enough for the day, her hand rested on the old oak tree bark, where they once carved what it looks now like a foolish thing, when she retired her hand, her eyes went wide; it has been freshly carved!
“So the snake and the lion become one” she recited to be echoed by another voice, his voice.
She turned gasping as she came face to face with his green eyes and his smile...
“What...How?” she settled for asking after she realize she was going to babbled
He imprisoned her against the tree and his face was at mere inches of hers “I told you once your love is the music in the wind”
“That’s you found me?” she asked looking at his eyes, he only nodded, he leaned forward to kiss her but she stopped him “What are you doing here Harry?”
“Why? Didn’t you heard what I had said”
“So you mean it?” she was rephrasing her unanswered question from long ago
“With all my heart” he whispered the words ghosting across her lips.
“And your life?”
He laughed “They can have it”
“Why?” she asked truly curious, in this turn of events
“Because you didn’t fit in it, and I don’t want a life where my reason to live is not there”
“Harry James Potter, do clarify yourself”
“Renessa Angelique Malfoy, what I’m saying is that, my life has been planned out for me and I was okay with that until my path crossed yours, and the day I had to pretend that you were just another strategy in the war, I felt like vilest man alive when I saw your face, when I thought you had move one with Zabini I felt destroyed and decided to marry Ginny, but that night when I heard you in the wind, I couldn’t hold it any longer so I went after you, even when your brother made it pretty clear ‘get near her and I will destroy you’...”
She interrupted him just a second “When did Draco...?”
“The same day he punched me for being an arsehole and having destroyed his twin sister’s heart...and shush don’t interrupt me... where was I?”
“You came after me....”
“Oh yeah, yeah...I what was my surprise to find you bleeding to death and then when you opened those violet eyes my world came crashing down, my perfect life seem so little when you looked at me, so angry so hurt, it made me angry with myself, when you told me to leave I realized I was about to walk out on you, again and I couldn’t let that happen, so I made you mine once again, Merlin did I missed you, and I didn’t felt guilty for cheating on Ginny, Heavens no! I felt guilty for all the pain I put you through, all the nights I didn’t hold you, for all the tears you shed...and well for being a stupid poppet of society, like Hermione called me and well I love you Nessa and I’m sorry for having hurting you so much...and I know...” she silenced him with a breath taking kiss, because: one she needed to shut him up and two she needed to show him how much he had to work up to forgiveness
When they parted they were out of air “First Potter you are not forgiven, not completely at least, second I love you too and third remember... that only gonna need each other, we’ll bleed together, our hands will not be taught to hold another, our lips to need another...’cause we are the special two...”
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One
“By the power bestow upon me, I pronounce you man and wife, you may kiss the bride” and kiss they did “I now present to you Mr and Mrs. Harry Potter”
Around them, the whole room erupted in applauses, they smiled to one another and Harry kissed his wife again before been swept away in the human wave of hugs and congratulations, his wife radiated happiness as did he....
“Harry!” a very familiar voice echoed in between the guests, a voice he had missed so much
“Hermione?” suddenly a petite figure collided with his
“Congratulations Harry” she beamed him a smile
“I guess we are in speaking terms again?” he asked cautiously
“Of course, I was only mad at you because of the idiocy you were committing but I see you found your way”
He laughed but nodded surely he has “Who did you came with?”
Since he knew she was in no speaking terms with Ron, who also wasn’t in speaking terms with him, nor was Percy and his ex fiancée Ginny...
“Well hello Potter” was a drawl from behind Hermione, who turned her head and smiled at the new comer.
“Seriously you and my Brother-in-law?” he put the emphasis on the brother-in-law part, Draco sneered at him, but relaxed as his sister came into view, who went to his arms into a warm hug
“Glad you could make it” she said “Oh Hermione you too”
“Congratulations” Draco said at both of them, taking Hermione’s hand in his, Renessa quirked an eyebrow at her twin and he shrugged it off
“Enjoy the party” she said as they parted and turned to her now husband “How do you feel husband o’ mine?”
“Complete, wife” they leaned in for a kiss and the music cut through “May I have this dance, milady?”
“You may sir” they glided across the room in each other’s arms, until the song changed they exchanged partners, until she came resting in hands belonging to a person she hasn’t seen in a while, looking up to come face to face with her ex fiancé Blaise Zabini “I told you I wouldn’t return”
He smirked at her “So I see”
She nodded “How have you been?”
“Worried, relieved but lately quite good”
“Elaborate” she simply said
“Worried because your dead body wont turned up, relieved for the same reason and well now I know you are alive and well, I can truly move on” he explained with a smirk on his face
She nodded “Very well, Blaise” he met her eyes, when she called him “Do you love me?”
He looked afar and smirked before giving her his undivided attention “Yes, but just as my dear friend, for who I care deeply” he leaned in and his forehead rested on hers “here comes your husband, one quick, are you happy?”
“May I cut in?” Harry’s voice carried the jealousy hint to it, Blaise move in a step so Harry could lead without missing a beat
He saw the answer in her eyes when she looked at her new husband; it screamed ‘YES’ for the universe to hear, that set him at peace...
“Because in the life that my reason to live don’t fit I don’t wish to live” she said to him, quoting him, when he had said it all those months ago
“Your voice is the song in the wind” he reminded her
“And you are the breaking dawn to my eclipsed life in this endless new moon night, that took me after the twilight of love” the recited together the start of their own vows
And as the special two danced together the night was filled with stars illuminating their new path as one.
“I love you”
The End
AN: I know it a very long fic, but I fell in love with the plot bunny and he didn’t seem to let me go, I haven’t slept much and I will love to know your opinions in this one – shot....
Inspired by:
Missy Higgins – The Special Two
Backstreet Boys – Just want you to know
Well until next time,
All my Love
Lola
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Again
It made him sick to his stomach, she was crying for that imbecile again while he was fucking her brains out, it made him sick!
Getting off her, he fell on his back besides her, who with vacant stare was looking at the ceiling, the bloody ceiling, dozens of women would kill for him on their beds and she was looking at the damn ceiling, crying and thinking about him no bleeding doubt!
“What is with you this time?” he asked clearly irritated
She didn’t even bother on looking his way, this unnerved him even more, taking her by the chin roughly, he asked again.
“Quit it” she said softly
“What in Merlin’s name do you want me to do?”
“Just leave me alone”
“So you might try it again? Is that what you want?” he was almost yelling now “It’s been almost two years, TWO, get over it!”
That seem to get a reaction out of her, she looked sharply his way...
“I said leave me alone, does any of you know the meaning? Don’t you get it, everybody is moving on, I don’t want to, I can’t, just let me have my peace, just let me go”
“Is that what you really want? You will die”
The pouring tears from her bloodshot eyes told him ‘yes’
“Fine, go” he turned his back on her and draped the bed cover over him “I won’t be there this time”
She smiled sadly and more tears poured down and when she was about to touch his turned shoulder he stopped her, shrugging her not yet touching hand.
“Don’t touch me”
She nodded smiling still but her face hovered near his, her lips near his ear she whispered...
“Thank you, thank you so much Blaise”
A few tears crashed against his skin but he didn’t even flinched, she slipped out of bed and made her way to the door, his voice stopped her movements once more.
“Don’t ever come back”
She turned her head and once again the sad smile graced her features, convinced she replied “I won’t”
With those last parting words, she got out of his room, the house and into the night.
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She didn’t even bother on more appropriate clothing, she apparted from Blaise’s house into the main street that would take her where she wanted to go.
There in front of the gates, her fingers slid across the metal bars as she walked by, grabbing a hold of them with both hands, she looked straight forward and said the three words that have condemn her in the first place “I Love You”
Yes she had damned herself with those words, that was the because of her downfall, three well meant words, I love you. And she had meant it alright, when she had said it the first time she knew she was done for, it was not becoming on her part, she hasn’t being raised believing in those words, like they were from a foreign and tabooed language.
Oh she had made it, here...it was perfect, and yes Blaise, even if you want to, you won’t be able to...nobody would, she thought.
She breathed deeply, this place, gods it has felt like it’s been centuries, since she last stepped upon this ground, crisp green grass, wild flowers, trees that concealed the little paradise from those eyes that had never and will never lay upon that piece of earth.
She sat there on the crisp green grass in the warm summer night, with her back against an old oak tree, her bare feet making ripples on the water of the little lake.
So this was it she thought, no more pain, no more tears, no more... she was looking for her freedom now and there was no one able to stop her now. She flicked her wand over a little pile of grass she had pulled out, smiling at what she had came across, she settled.
Just slide across and let them pour...
So she did, blood gushed out her writs, smiled, yes, everything was going to be over soon...she closed her eyes...his smile flashed through her eyes and his voice felt so near, his touch scorched her skin, it felt so real, yes, the end was so near, his smell attacked her nostrils and she inhaled as much as her lungs allowed her to...Heaven, if indeed there was one, then it would smell like this, like him; lilies and musk.
Yeah, no self respected man should smell like some ninny flower, but he did and to her it was just perfect, she was feeling tired now, her eyelids felt heavy but she felt weightless.
‘I’m damned anyways, it won’t matter much now to repeat it over one more time’ her pale and cooling lips said it even her brain registered “I love you, I do, I love you”
As darkness enclosed around her, her sad smile graced her features on last time “Good bye my love, see you soon”
Then her eyes closed for the last time and she was okay with that...if heaven existed she was on her way.
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Death
Was peaceful, it didn’t hurt one bit and she was surrounded by light, so there was a bloody heaven after all.
She opened her eyes to see her new surroundings, just to narrow them as she took them in, she was in a soft fluffy bed with white sheets, and the wooden ceiling above her had two big window panes at each side, filtering the sun light into the room to her right was night table, with empty vials, farther ahead the wooden walls and another window...she knew what that meant.
She wasn’t dead after all.
“Shit” she groaned, her voice was hoarse, how long has she been ‘dead’?
“Glad you can still spit profanities” was the scowl to her left, WHAT? Wasn’t she alive?
She turned her head to her left, there sitting in an uncomfortable looking chair was the most dreaded person in...her personal hell.
“What are you doing here?” she asked as if she didn’t know the answer already.
“Why?” he replied with another question instead.
“Why do you care, Potter?” if wasn’t answering, neither was she.
The spite in her question, threw him back a little “Why did you do it?”
“And again, why do you care?”
“Because I do”
“I’m not your pet project, I don’t need your saving, and I don’t want your saving” she choked back what she really wanted to say and added “You are their saviour I don’t seem to recall requesting one”
He moved to her side and grabbed her wrist, forcefully and pulled her up, shaking her as he spoke
“Then, why did you do this? Why are you doing this? To get attention?” holding the wrist to her line of view
She laughed bitterly and yanked her wrists from his hold “Don’t be stupid, if I wanted attention I would have left a note, look here Potter, I want this, I was so near and then along come you and your saviour complex to spoil, what is clearly my choice, my way” then her resolve broke as she stared at his eyes “Wasn’t enough with what you did? Should I live through it too? What I ever did to you?”
Harry’s face fell at this; surely she wasn’t recounting that...
“Harry!” she shouted beaming at him, going towards him
“Let’s go Harry” said the ginger head; known as Ronald Weasley “Ginny is waiting for us”
“Harry?” she was confused, why didn’t he acknowledged her presence
“Beat it snake” barked poisonously Ron
“What is going on?” he wasn’t meeting her eyes and had not even said a word
“Don’t you get it? the war is over, He-who-must-not-be-named is dead and you are no longer needed, Harry is going back to my sister as it should be and you should go slither somewhere else” Ron explained to her in a crudely and humiliating manner
She felt as her world crumbled under her, her knees were threatening to buckle and make her fall; her voice broke as she planted herself in front of him and searched his eyes begging him that it wasn’t true
“Harry?” she asked again
What he did surely did the trick; he looked at her with narrowed eyes, angry narrowed eyes.
“Go to your betrothed, Renessa”
“Why are you doing this?”
“I have a life to live and you don’t fit in it” he simply stated
Her eyes were stinging for the lack of blinking and the tears that threaten to fall, but she stood her ground.
“Then why you did this?”
“It was war, the end justify the means”
“That’s all that I was a mean, to this end?”
“Let’s go Harry, you do not own her anything” Ron said
One last question needed to be answered
“Did you even mean it?”
“You should know better...”
With another tug from the red head, he left her there, with unblinking eyes full of unshed tears.
“I should have, you know, known better” she laughed bitterly again “I should have known to never trust the house of the lion”
“You were to marry your betrothed” he whispered “you were to moved on with him”
“I was moving on alright, just not with Blaise” smiling sadly at his parting words “He wouldn’t let me do it the way I wanted to, always there to stop it”
His eyes went wide was she implying what he thought she was...
“You can’t be seriously saying...”
“What? that this is not the first time, you know what fuck you!” She stood from bed, swaying a little for the swiftness of her movements “I do not have to tell you anything, I don’t owe you anything and I don’t want your bloody pity, I don’t want anything from you except you leave me the fuck alone, you did enough, you took enough, you hurt enough, now go to your fiancée and leave me alone so I can kill myself in peace!” she was in hysterics now and by the crashing auras she could tell he was getting angrier by the second
“Is that what you truly want? To die?” he asked through gritted teeth “Then fine”
He turned to the door and slammed it closed, now that he was gone, she could break.
She made her way to the bed, curling into a ball she let the sobs rack her body without mercy, remembering hurt so much, but having him leave again make the hurt so much worse... he was going back to her, to Ginerva Molly Weasley, the woman she would never be... the next Mrs. Potter, the mother of his future children, the one with who he will share his bed until they grow grey, old and wrinkly, the one that will forever call him, hers.
She didn’t even notice until it was too late, she was pinned to the bed by another body, she fought to be let go but there was no avail, she heard ragged breathing, the hands were urgent to strip her off, the only article of clothing she had on, which she had notice wasn’t her silky robe but one of his plain white tees, that smelled just like the person above her; musk and lilies.
He had came back and was looking for her lips while frantically ripping the shirt from her body, her lips found his, in an urgent, bruising and passionate kiss, tugging at his clothes, wrapping her legs around him pulling him to her, while his hands were all over her, his ragged breathing tickling her ear shell sending volts of fire through her body.
She kissed and licked his neck, his shoulder, chest, chin, jaw and again his bruised lips, her hands were on his jet black hair, while she rocked her hips making him grunt, his erection nestled between her thighs, while they moved in an animalistic manner.
He shed his clothes, even before she could get hold of her wits; he was on her once more, this time the feel of skin on skin set her on fire.
Without prelude, he set the head of his hard cock on her entrance, in one swift thrust he was completely inside and they both sighed softly at this.
“Merlin!” was all he said as she met him thrust for thrust, rocking together, he hissed into her mouth when she racked her nails from his shoulders to his lower back, and then digging them into the flesh of his buttocks.
He hug her to him, still inside her and turned them so he was the one beneath her, he felt her hot tears crashing on his skin and stayed there, still, for just a moment, he knew what he had done, the expected and in the process he had destroyed her, she who had trusted him so much...
“Fine, I’ll tell you!” he had exasperated her with his questioning
He tapped his foot waiting...she looked, daresay, embarrassed?
“So, Nessa, what do you mean?”
“I mean, Harry that the day I lose my, ugh, virginity I want to be to someone, like you!”
He had been shell-shocked into silence but found the blush in her cheeks to be the sweetest thing.
“You know, blushing suits you well”
“Oh sod off!” she walked fast past him, but he took her wrist and turned her around, she collided with his chest and he knocked the wind out of her, their faces were at mere inches from one another.
“Why?”
“Because I trust you” she whispered, enough said, he kissed her right there and then
She moved up and down with a slow pace and it was just fine for him, who was cradling her face in his hands and have moved up a little so he could kissed her, just as slow as she was moving, his tongue tasting the inside of her mouth, that sweet taste of apple he loved so much, he missed so much, so many night wishing for the taste only her lips could provide.
She clawed at his chest, making him hiss in pain, those were going to leave some nasty marks, but he didn’t stopped her nor was he going to...
He kissed her still, releasing her lips, he kissed her tear streaked cheeks, then her jaw, chin and down to her neck, nibbling at her pulse point just how she like it, making her walls clench and the most erotic sound leave her throat, a moan.
His hands had leave her face and were roaming her body too, from her shoulders to her arms, down to the valley of her breasts where his tongue had been, down her sides, stopping on her hips, one hand stayed there while the other joined, his mouth in the tribute to her breast.
While he suckled on the right one, he pinched the nipple of the left one with his hand, another moan left her lips and he felt closer to heaven with each one, she was picking up the pace now, she was close, up and down, she moved, moaning and grunting with each slap of skin on skin, the perspiration made her look like a work of art, her slightly tanned skin with her dark blond locks and her piercing violet eyes, looking straight at him, with all that passion.
His hand left the breast and made way down road, between her legs, she will come before him that he knew, circling and pinching her clit, her movements became frantic, his mouth once again went to her neck, but before latching at it he whispered the four words that will be her undoing.
“Cum for me, Nessa”
Before latching at her neck, making her spasm in his arms, the wail of pleasure of her orgasm triggering his own, he got a hold of her hips and impaled her while he came with his own primal hymn echoing through the walls, they shuddered together, since his orgasm triggered her second one.
Soon she let go and fell in a bundle on his slick chest.
Catching their breath seem like forever, not a word was said, but they lay there, she atop of him, still joined as one.
She moved off him and let her back hit the fluffy mattress, she looked for his eyes and immediately regretted it, she turned her back on him, and covered herself with the white covers.
“Nessa...”
“Go away” she whispered, he moved to touched her and she shrugged him off “I don’t want your guilt tainting this”
“Nessa...”
“I get it, alright Harry, I get it” she shuddered at the thought of emptiness that was settling in her again “go back to your life, your soon-to-be wife must be waiting for you, I won’t try to kill myself again, if that helps your conscience, just don’t taint this, US, with guilt, please”
Harry left soon after that, she had fallen asleep to the sound of his silence and did not even steer when he slipped away.
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Life
She didn’t recall what day was she living in, or if she was living at all, since that day she woke up to find a note, on the besides table that read:
‘Stay as long as you want, anything you need it will provide’
She had stay, after she didn’t have where to go, nor she wanted to go anywhere, here was fine for her, she had eaten, and dress herself in something other than the bed sheets or his ripped shirt and have found her piece of heaven her in his little cottage, no longer she felt the need to know if it existed or her ethereal body would have been wandering over the little paradise...
‘Little paradise’ she thought suddenly grabbing her wand she went out the little house and apparted near their little paradise. She walked the path that took her where she wanted to be...
She protected herself from the midday sun, under the shade of the oak tree that have been her deathbed once, looking at the little lake, that really was just a huge pond, she saw the lily pads in different colours, pink, white, lilac...soothing colours, just like his scent...
Sighing softly she looked upwards and let the rays that filtered shower her with light, she was going to be ok, she knew it...
“I Love You” she spoke softly and let the soft blowing wind sway her way, lulling her into sleep.
“I love you too” came the reply like out of nowhere, she jumped at the words, only two people knew about this place, her being one of them and the other well... maybe it was just the wind and her imagination.
She stood up deciding it was enough for the day, her hand rested on the old oak tree bark, where they once carved what it looks now like a foolish thing, when she retired her hand, her eyes went wide; it has been freshly carved!
“So the snake and the lion become one” she recited to be echoed by another voice, his voice.
She turned gasping as she came face to face with his green eyes and his smile...
“What...How?” she settled for asking after she realize she was going to babbled
He imprisoned her against the tree and his face was at mere inches of hers “I told you once your love is the music in the wind”
“That’s you found me?” she asked looking at his eyes, he only nodded, he leaned forward to kiss her but she stopped him “What are you doing here Harry?”
“Why? Didn’t you heard what I had said”
“So you mean it?” she was rephrasing her unanswered question from long ago
“With all my heart” he whispered the words ghosting across her lips.
“And your life?”
He laughed “They can have it”
“Why?” she asked truly curious, in this turn of events
“Because you didn’t fit in it, and I don’t want a life where my reason to live is not there”
“Harry James Potter, do clarify yourself”
“Renessa Angelique Malfoy, what I’m saying is that, my life has been planned out for me and I was okay with that until my path crossed yours, and the day I had to pretend that you were just another strategy in the war, I felt like vilest man alive when I saw your face, when I thought you had move one with Zabini I felt destroyed and decided to marry Ginny, but that night when I heard you in the wind, I couldn’t hold it any longer so I went after you, even when your brother made it pretty clear ‘get near her and I will destroy you’...”
She interrupted him just a second “When did Draco...?”
“The same day he punched me for being an arsehole and having destroyed his twin sister’s heart...and shush don’t interrupt me... where was I?”
“You came after me....”
“Oh yeah, yeah...I what was my surprise to find you bleeding to death and then when you opened those violet eyes my world came crashing down, my perfect life seem so little when you looked at me, so angry so hurt, it made me angry with myself, when you told me to leave I realized I was about to walk out on you, again and I couldn’t let that happen, so I made you mine once again, Merlin did I missed you, and I didn’t felt guilty for cheating on Ginny, Heavens no! I felt guilty for all the pain I put you through, all the nights I didn’t hold you, for all the tears you shed...and well for being a stupid poppet of society, like Hermione called me and well I love you Nessa and I’m sorry for having hurting you so much...and I know...” she silenced him with a breath taking kiss, because: one she needed to shut him up and two she needed to show him how much he had to work up to forgiveness
When they parted they were out of air “First Potter you are not forgiven, not completely at least, second I love you too and third remember... that only gonna need each other, we’ll bleed together, our hands will not be taught to hold another, our lips to need another...’cause we are the special two...”
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One
“By the power bestow upon me, I pronounce you man and wife, you may kiss the bride” and kiss they did “I now present to you Mr and Mrs. Harry Potter”
Around them, the whole room erupted in applauses, they smiled to one another and Harry kissed his wife again before been swept away in the human wave of hugs and congratulations, his wife radiated happiness as did he....
“Harry!” a very familiar voice echoed in between the guests, a voice he had missed so much
“Hermione?” suddenly a petite figure collided with his
“Congratulations Harry” she beamed him a smile
“I guess we are in speaking terms again?” he asked cautiously
“Of course, I was only mad at you because of the idiocy you were committing but I see you found your way”
He laughed but nodded surely he has “Who did you came with?”
Since he knew she was in no speaking terms with Ron, who also wasn’t in speaking terms with him, nor was Percy and his ex fiancée Ginny...
“Well hello Potter” was a drawl from behind Hermione, who turned her head and smiled at the new comer.
“Seriously you and my Brother-in-law?” he put the emphasis on the brother-in-law part, Draco sneered at him, but relaxed as his sister came into view, who went to his arms into a warm hug
“Glad you could make it” she said “Oh Hermione you too”
“Congratulations” Draco said at both of them, taking Hermione’s hand in his, Renessa quirked an eyebrow at her twin and he shrugged it off
“Enjoy the party” she said as they parted and turned to her now husband “How do you feel husband o’ mine?”
“Complete, wife” they leaned in for a kiss and the music cut through “May I have this dance, milady?”
“You may sir” they glided across the room in each other’s arms, until the song changed they exchanged partners, until she came resting in hands belonging to a person she hasn’t seen in a while, looking up to come face to face with her ex fiancé Blaise Zabini “I told you I wouldn’t return”
He smirked at her “So I see”
She nodded “How have you been?”
“Worried, relieved but lately quite good”
“Elaborate” she simply said
“Worried because your dead body wont turned up, relieved for the same reason and well now I know you are alive and well, I can truly move on” he explained with a smirk on his face
She nodded “Very well, Blaise” he met her eyes, when she called him “Do you love me?”
He looked afar and smirked before giving her his undivided attention “Yes, but just as my dear friend, for who I care deeply” he leaned in and his forehead rested on hers “here comes your husband, one quick, are you happy?”
“May I cut in?” Harry’s voice carried the jealousy hint to it, Blaise move in a step so Harry could lead without missing a beat
He saw the answer in her eyes when she looked at her new husband; it screamed ‘YES’ for the universe to hear, that set him at peace...
“Because in the life that my reason to live don’t fit I don’t wish to live” she said to him, quoting him, when he had said it all those months ago
“Your voice is the song in the wind” he reminded her
“And you are the breaking dawn to my eclipsed life in this endless new moon night, that took me after the twilight of love” the recited together the start of their own vows
And as the special two danced together the night was filled with stars illuminating their new path as one.
“I love you”
The End
AN: I know it a very long fic, but I fell in love with the plot bunny and he didn’t seem to let me go, I haven’t slept much and I will love to know your opinions in this one – shot....
Inspired by:
Missy Higgins – The Special Two
Backstreet Boys – Just want you to know
Well until next time,
All my Love
Lola
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