Hermione has been seeing Harry Black for several months now, but every time they seem to be moving forward, he pulls away. She’s at her wit’s end until he invites her on an evening date on Halloween and she realizes that patience is sometimes better than a plan.
Author’s Note: Heavily inspired by Demi Lovato’s Tell Me You Love Me and a comment on the video. I’d been listening to this song a lot while writing for the challenge, so it was about time I had a story for it. I think there’s a bit of “The Amber Gods” by Harriet Spofford feel […]
He wanted the woman in front of him to not be knowledgeable about her job, so he’d have a better excuse not to be here. He wanted to reverse time to not be here in that moment, but more than anything…
He swore on his grandfather’s ring around his thumb that the next time Gwen said “Honey” and stroked the back of his neck, he was closing his eyes and running out of the house, even if she was right.
Sometimes… enough is enough.
DBSK has some secrets. At least they have their handy non-disclosure agreements.
The last time they’d spoken… she was alive.
How could this have happened?