exile

twelve

october 10

my toes dig into the sand and i smile at the coolness that lies beneath, the part that the sun hasn't touched. my sunglasses are perched on my nose and i can feel the sun burning my cheeks and shoulders and i'm just too at peace to care. there's a charm for sunburn anyways.

the only noise i hear is the waves crashing, a seagull or two, and a child laughing in the distance. it makes me think of when i was younger, running up and down the coastline with my dad chasing after me. i look up from my book and stare at the water, trying to see them, because here, here is where i feel them the most. i spent my mums birthday curled up in their bed crying.

just letting myself grieve them.

it's monday now. and as the days pass i find it getting harder and harder to think about going back to school. because i feel as if this is the only true place i can live. i can be me, not worrying about whatever harry is working on, what rons gotten himself into, a troll or two, and draco. draco.

whatever that mess of a situation is i find myself grateful to be away from it for a while. but the missing of him lingers too. i told him i needed to think, and i do.

i lean my head back onto my chair and look up to the sky. the sun is so intense on my face it feels as if everything i'm feeling inside is so little, so small.

my stomach starts to growl so i start packing my stuff up in the beach bag and grab my chair. i walk barefoot back up to the house, letting the outside shower rinse the sand off my legs. i walk along the stairs and back into our deck into the house. i sit everything outside besides my book and sigh at the air conditioning hitting my face.

i walk towards the fridge and bend over to grab something out of it, i laugh grabbing the green apple out when i hear it, the floo being activated and i see the green smoke.

i turn quickly wondering, who the fuck?

and then i see it, the blonde hair as his eyes frantically look around and he catches me.

"josie" he says above a whisper and i drop the apple in my hand.

"d-draco? what.. what are you doing here?" i ask as he strides over to me and grabs my face bringing me into a kiss. it's soft but there's a need there too. he groans when my lips push back and reach up into his hair. with one hand on my face the other snakes around the back of me and grabbing at my ass. it makes me shutter when he flushes us up against eachother.

"couldn't do it any longer" he say and my hands push off his robes because i couldn't do it either. whether i wanted to admit it not i was missing his touch, missing him.

"couldn't sit there any longer knowing you were in pain and by yourself, seeing you hurting hurts me more than i could ever let on. if i could erase your pain i would." he says and his lips attach to my neck and then he stands back to see me just standing here in a bikini and a small beach skirt cover up.

"merlin's fuck josie" and his eyes linger on my chest.

a hand reaches up and his finger traces the swell of my breast before i ask, "draco what are you doing here?"  and the same hand comes up and pushes the messy beach waved hair out of my face.

"i spent the entire weeking begging the old goof if i could come be here with you..." he says and my heart flutters but my eyes widen, "told him that you needed someone that knew how to guide the emotions  you were dealing with" he shrugs.

"he granted me the rest of the week but i must return sunday whether or not you come back.. why would he say that?" he asks and i look away from him biting my lip.