The Shercats sing me to sleep at night. It's sweet that they wish to cheer me. But, as you remember, the Shercats can read our emotions, so they sing of the longing I feel for you until it wraps around my heart and I can barely breathe.
As their song sends me to my memories I try to imagine you are lying next to me, your hands in my hair and your thigh pressed between mine, never minding that I wake you as I move against it.
Have I told you how much I love your hands? My friends tell me that herbology gives you strong muscles and a tan. I know what they don't. Your time in the garden has given you strong hands with scars and calluses that can hold me gently or send me soaring. I want them to meld with me until we become one, a joined creature that will one day turn up in some magical journal. Or the Quibbler maybe.
I know you're doing Great Things over there in the Amazon. Finding new plants that will change the way we create potions, but I miss you.
That image of Draco asleep with his hands in Harry's hair is just...unf. So sweet. You told so much about their lives in so few words, and with such lovely longing. *happy sigh*
*headdesk* Can you tell I spend 99% of my time in H/D-land? Sorry. I forget there's anything else sometimes. And my headcanon of Draco is that he does become a brilliant potions innovator, so that fit right into my assumptions.
As their song sends me to my memories I try to imagine you are lying next to me, your hands in my hair and your thigh pressed between mine, never minding that I wake you as I move against it.
Have I told you how much I love your hands? My friends tell me that herbology gives you strong muscles and a tan. I know what they don't. Your time in the garden has given you strong hands with scars and calluses that can hold me gently or send me soaring. I want them to meld with me until we become one, a joined creature that will one day turn up in some magical journal. Or the Quibbler maybe.
I know you're doing Great Things over there in the Amazon. Finding new plants that will change the way we create potions, but I miss you.
Come home to me soon.
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