Dear Diary - HG/SB Drabble
Title: Dear Diary.
Rating: G.
Summary: An extract from Hermione Granger’s diary. Drabble.
Word count: 305.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter or anything related to it.
I fell in love when I was fourteen years old. I scrawled his name across my diary and scraps of paper, encasing the letters in crooked hearts. The ring of our two names connected together, twined by a shared surname could fill me with such a delectable buzz. However, even at such a young age I kept my feelings to myself, uncomfortably aware of the taboo attached to such a union. A man who filled my every waking thought, the love of my life. It seemed so unfair.
He peppered the subsequent years of my life, his visits grew shorter, the gaps between longer and I grew older. A more mature version of the child I once looked back with distain on the feelings of the girl, in an almost deep-seated need to rationalise my naivety. I belittled the feelings I once felt so strongly, reducing them to little more than an infatuation built upon a foundation of respect and curiosity of a man so much my senior. No-one was more surprised than me when my feelings appeared to be reciprocated. We shared, for the most part, a wonderful year together.
Unfortunately, as is so often the case, the relationship fell apart and in a spectacular fashion. A fight where too much was said, too many accusations on both parts left hanging in the air. There could be no way back from that, and I’m sure there must have been a similar look of resignation on my face to match his. And so, when he walked out that door, departing for what I believed to be the final time, I did what any other twenty-five year old would do. I convinced myself it was true and I was better of without him. I continued living my life, never knowing if I would see Sirius again.