Hermione sighed noisily. Everywhere they went, people stared. She knew what they were thinking. The know-it-all and her enemy, together? She knew that people were shocked, and she didn’t care.
Maybe I am just a fool for you
Maybe you're no angel too
But all that talk is cheap
When I´m alone with you
It was true; he’d been so nasty to her in school. She’d hated him, but at the same time, she’d always secretly felt sorry for him. He’d grown up abused and controlled, and he’d always had to do what his father told him to, no matter what he felt or thought. Was she drawn to him because he was considered a “bad boy?” No . . . he’d changed . . . and so had she.
If love is blind
I'll find my way with you
Cause I can´t see myself
Not in love with you
If love is blind
I'll find my way with you
She felt her heart give a great lurch in her chest when she thought of him. That white-blonde hair that fell in waves around his handsome face. Those slate eyes that pierced her soul. No, she didn’t care what anyone thought, as long as he cared for her. She already knew she would do anything for him – she was falling in love with him.
All the world is crazy anyway
What's it matter what they say?
If I'm the one that's wrong
Then let it be my mistake
They might be complete opposites as far as everyone else was concerned, but as she saw it, they were perfect for each other. Two outcasts who had found each other in the haze, and finally belonged. No one else was fit to judge her; they didn’t know him, and they really didn’t know her, either.
If love is blind
I'll find my way with you
Cause I can´t see myself
Not in love with you
If love is blind
I'll find my way with you
He was so beautiful that she ached just looking at him. She wanted to take all the pain he’d ever felt and absorb it into herself. She wanted nothing more than to hold him, touch him; she wanted to kiss it all away. She wanted the world to melt away, until only the two of them remained.
You wouldn't be here with me tonight
If I didn't feel I was right
What will it matter anyhow
A hundred years from now?
Why did anyone else care if they saw each other, anyway? It was their business, and their business alone. She stood from her dressing table, and went into the other room to meet him.