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idea_of_sarcasm) wrote2007-05-08 09:15 pm
idea_of_sarcasm) wrote2007-05-08 09:15 pm
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Someday
Title: Someday
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Rating: G
Characters: Viktor (Hermione/Harry)
Forinell's first line meme. It got a bit long for comment post in a personal LJ
The owl arrives on a Thursday morning in late April. Viktor recognizes the bird as Hermione's, smiling when it flies through the open window, sitting on the desk of his office and waiting for him to untie the letter from where the parchment is fastened around it's leg. He could almost set his watch by her owls, as they arrive at nearly the same time every week, as apposed to his, which, while they occur with the same frequency, happen a lot more sporadically.
Sending the bird off with a treat, he raises his hand, wandlessly closing the door so he won't be disturbed. Her missives are always long, although never full of flowery prose to drag them out. She writes like she talks, blunt and factual, and that always amuses him when he reads. Occasionally, though he'll never admit it, he still has to grab his English dictionary to understand the meaning of her words. One would think after twelve years of exchanging letters with someone who edits books for a living he'd be more fluent, but sometimes she still surprises him with a word he's never seen before.
Normally her words make him smile, but this time it doesn't take him past the first paragraph to feel like he's just lost something. I'm getting married. The words aren't a surprise, he's known she and Harry have been seeing each other since the war. And, even with her constant mentions of how she doesn't believe that a ring on one's finger defines commitment any better than simply loving a person every day, he knew it would come. As much as she tries to defy convention, he knows Hermione is quite traditional. He's only amazed it took Harry this long to wear her down.
He shouldn't be anything but happy for his friend – and, Viktor is happy for her, but continuing to read the letter there's an ache that he can't deny is there. It's illogical still, but he can't stop it. They've only seen each other in person a handful of times over the years, even if the letters are a constant fixture in his life. He's always meant to visit more often, but his life is always busy, and it's hard to get time away, and his parents would be devastated if he never saw them. But yet, somehow, she's still one of his closest friends, and he loves her as much as he's ever loved any woman. Despite the fact they're both nearly thirty he's somehow kept harbouring the hope of someday.
Someday he'll give up his life as Captain of the Vratsa Vultures, and move to England. Someday she and Harry will have the fight to end all fights, and she'll been alone again. Someday they will take this to the next level, and he can again become the boy who took her to her first dance, and gave her first kiss – rather than simply her friend and pen-pal.
The situation hasn't really changed, and he's not heart-broken. Viktor knows he will attend the wedding, kiss her nowhere but the cheek, and offer Harry sincere congratulations – because as much as he wished for it, he knows deep down that someday was never going to come.
But that doesn't stop him from casting the charm, locking his office door so he won't be disturbed, and think about what might have been. If.
Author:
idea_of_sarcasmRating: G
Characters: Viktor (Hermione/Harry)
For
inell's first line meme. It got a bit long for comment post in a personal LJThe owl arrives on a Thursday morning in late April. Viktor recognizes the bird as Hermione's, smiling when it flies through the open window, sitting on the desk of his office and waiting for him to untie the letter from where the parchment is fastened around it's leg. He could almost set his watch by her owls, as they arrive at nearly the same time every week, as apposed to his, which, while they occur with the same frequency, happen a lot more sporadically.
Sending the bird off with a treat, he raises his hand, wandlessly closing the door so he won't be disturbed. Her missives are always long, although never full of flowery prose to drag them out. She writes like she talks, blunt and factual, and that always amuses him when he reads. Occasionally, though he'll never admit it, he still has to grab his English dictionary to understand the meaning of her words. One would think after twelve years of exchanging letters with someone who edits books for a living he'd be more fluent, but sometimes she still surprises him with a word he's never seen before.
Normally her words make him smile, but this time it doesn't take him past the first paragraph to feel like he's just lost something. I'm getting married. The words aren't a surprise, he's known she and Harry have been seeing each other since the war. And, even with her constant mentions of how she doesn't believe that a ring on one's finger defines commitment any better than simply loving a person every day, he knew it would come. As much as she tries to defy convention, he knows Hermione is quite traditional. He's only amazed it took Harry this long to wear her down.
He shouldn't be anything but happy for his friend – and, Viktor is happy for her, but continuing to read the letter there's an ache that he can't deny is there. It's illogical still, but he can't stop it. They've only seen each other in person a handful of times over the years, even if the letters are a constant fixture in his life. He's always meant to visit more often, but his life is always busy, and it's hard to get time away, and his parents would be devastated if he never saw them. But yet, somehow, she's still one of his closest friends, and he loves her as much as he's ever loved any woman. Despite the fact they're both nearly thirty he's somehow kept harbouring the hope of someday.
Someday he'll give up his life as Captain of the Vratsa Vultures, and move to England. Someday she and Harry will have the fight to end all fights, and she'll been alone again. Someday they will take this to the next level, and he can again become the boy who took her to her first dance, and gave her first kiss – rather than simply her friend and pen-pal.
The situation hasn't really changed, and he's not heart-broken. Viktor knows he will attend the wedding, kiss her nowhere but the cheek, and offer Harry sincere congratulations – because as much as he wished for it, he knows deep down that someday was never going to come.
But that doesn't stop him from casting the charm, locking his office door so he won't be disturbed, and think about what might have been. If.
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