Sleep Well My Angel

Part of a two-shot about Hermione and Sirius

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Watching you sleep for so long,

Knowing that I can't turn the rain into sun any more

I've given you all that I have,

Now I stand here, too scared to hold your hand.

 

I watched him turn over, the blanket falling lower revealing more of his tattooed chest. I stretched my hand out to take his hand in mine before pulling back.

Afraid you might wake to see

The monster that had to leave

I didn’t want to risk waking him. Having to answer questions like why I wasn’t next to him in bed anymore. Why I wasn’t laying with my head on his chest. I had to go, I would only cause him pain. I looked down seeing the thin white lines along my wrist. Pain I was causing. I was a monster and he didn’t deserve anymore pain in his already hard life. He would never say it. He saw something in me that even I didn’t understand. He saw in me a shelter from things he didn’t want to deal with. Something I didn’t understand.

'Cause you see the shelter as the storm

Holding wind to keep you on,

You are everything to me, this is why I have to leave,

So sleep well my angel.

 

He was my everything he didn’t even realize how much he meant to me how much it was hurting me to leave like the coward I was in the middle of the night while he slept. I stood up and took a step towards the bed. “Sleep well my angel.” I whispered before walking out the bedroom door and out of the house.

Under the ash and the lies,

Something beautiful once here now dies,

And the tears burn my eyes,

As you sit there, all alone.

I just want to come home,

 

Three weeks it had been three long weeks since I had crept out in the middle of the night. I stood outside the house a disillusion charm on myself. He sat in the library a glass of fire whiskey in his hand. His eyes gazing into the fireplace where a fire was blazing. Tears stung the corners of my eyes before sliding down my cheeks. He was all alone in the house. I wanted to come home.

But you see the shelter as the storm,

Holding wind to keep you on,

YOu are everything to me, this is why I have to leave,

So sleep well my angel.

Sleep well, my angel.

I'm sorry

I'm sorry

I'm sorry

I'm sorry

 

Tell him how sorry I was for causing him this pain. Hear him tell me what a monster I was. Tell him how much I loved and needed him. But I couldn’t I couldn’t do that to him. He needed to have a life without pain and sorrow which is all I would bring. I would ruin his life it was all my fault and I had no one but myself to blame.

You see the shelter as the storm,

Holding wind to keep you on,

You are everything to me, this is why

You see the shelter as the storm,

Holding wind to keep you on,

YOu are everything to me, this is why I have to leave

So sleep well, my angel.

Sleep well, my angel.

I wrote down my words on paper all of it becoming a song no one would ever sing. I slid it under the door and walked away going back to the window where he was now asleep the glass hanging limply in his hand. “Sleep well my angel.” I whispered.

“Hermione.” My name came out as a whimper. I turned and saw Sirius staring out the window looking right at me. My blood froze. He couldn’t see me. He laid his head against the cool window pane his face filled with more sorrow than I could bare to see. Stifling a sob I turned and walked away. Praying that one day maybe we would meet again and that things would work out differently.