'Cause everytime we touch, I get this feeling
,
& everytime we kiss, I swear I Could Fly
,
Can not you feel my heart beat fast,
I want this to last, Need you
by my side.
Cause every time we touch I feel this feeling
and every time we kiss I swear I could fly
not you hear my heart beat fast I want this
hard I need you next
Everytime We Touch Cascada
I would stay here forever in the garden with grass indirectly in contact with the feet.
"Stella, enters. There is too cold, "
I turned toward the voice.
Dad.
"and you're even without a jacket. Keep. "I lay on the shoulders a shawl.
"thank you" I replied, shrugging slightly too soft fabric to warm enough.
stay a while 'not to mention, not even look in his eyes, too busy staring at the moon and the stars. If there's one thing I love about my father is this: he knows to be present, listen to me, but is not oppressive.
"Did you see your sister?"
"is not there?"
He snorts.
'no ...'
But if when I left for ... to dance with Draco was inside. Where can it be?
'must be out here, I'm going to look, "I say only, without even waiting for a response.
is around here, I know. Around me there is so dark, I can hardly see where I put my feet.
'oh ... Blaise, I ... I do not know what to say ... really ... "the voice of Daphne stops by moment the beat of my heart.
What's happening?
Blaise, or rather its shadow, as far as I can see, it's knees, while a shadow from a woman's curves, I recognize as Daphne, tremble, from what I hear, due to a hiccup.
me closer to them, to see them better: now we kissed the moon under her beams, and even weep Daphne is beautiful, and the moonlight makes it, if possible, even more charming .
He has something in his hand, but I can not see what.
I step back and, as it is logical, tripping on something. 'To Merlin, "whisper while I'm about to fall.
But do not fall.
Someone took me by the shoulders before the inevitable happens. Um, I guess not fall on anything but about someone, on someone's foot.
'all right, Asteria? "No, not him.
'what are you doing here, Malfoy? "Whisper away from his grasp with a jerk.
"apparently for the same reason your"
"I was looking for my sister blurt floor offense.
"Certainly, Asteria," he says holding up the corners of the mouth.
gave him a hostile look, which would have frozen everyone-or at least I hope so-but he is accustomed to that kind of looks, although it is usually to throw him.
Head back with a pitch that should have been decided and elegant, but resembles that of an elephant.
"Then, Asteria, it seems we'll see"
Immediately stop walking, turning slowly towards him.
What?
again?
stared from amazement.
'again? And why "I mixed with ironic grimaces awe-terror.
"you have before you, the best man, and I suppose you'll be the bride"
But my sister must marry by force with Draco's best friend?
jet for a moment our eyes to Blaise and Daphne, to be sure that my fears are well founded or not. Maybe
tells him no, maybe she has second thoughts.
But I doubt that if this were the case she would throw her arms around him and kiss him with all this heat.
Yes, we say they are based.
Down eyes defeat, and try to console me: after all, are Zabini and Daphne to marry, and not us. No?
*
"Stella? Are you okay? For some 'time I see you quite distracted "
Daphne started to read my face, no longer need a lighted sign to understand what I feel, as before happened.
I look at her, and stop tormenting a nail.
"I'm fine, I'm just waiting for a letter." I say referring to the Moon.
His last letter to me very scared. What happened can be so serious as to able to say in a letter?
I have not received your response.
is usually she who advise me, what can be happened to reverse things?
Maybe I want to talk about his mother. This argument has always been an untouchable subject with her, always changing discourse trying to imitate a lost smile.
certainly prefer to start the conversation face to face. I can not blame her, and it is useless to worry, it's just busy with work, that's why still not responding.
Daphne smiles as they do only the Slytherin, and lifts his chin as if he understood everything.
"is at night, the letter" is not a question.
Esco quickly from my mind, frowning and then snaps back, "but what do you say? Daphne, I'm not expecting any letter from Nott, then why should I wait a letter from him? "
She raises her long eyelashes and ran his tongue between his lips, taking theatrically chin between thumb and forefinger trying to simulate a funny grimace of concentration.
"I do not know ... for an appointment ... maybe? You know I would not mind seeing someone with a marriage '
"do to fantasize with my life, Daphne, I will never marry me unless I will not be forced "
you make a little smile.
"And what about Draco? I've seen you dance, and I do not think he will be indifferent "
" I am not indifferent, of course, how can it be indifferent idiot, rude ... "
She stops smiling uncomfortably.
"sure, but this ... how did you call? ... Er, rough ... idiot ... did not seem bothered when you are dancing with you, "I feel
face going to fire only for the memory.
I try to paint the anger on my face and not look awkward or ridiculous.
"I left in mid-dance, there is a reason ... and then, about Draco, how did you allowed to get in the middle? If I did not want to dance, they were my own "
clenches his fists until you hear the little nails neat and just eat the flesh of the palm.
She rolled her eyes.
"you should thank me, you were refusing to do your most important occasion"
'dance with him? "He asked shocked.
shakes his head, smiling softly.
"I know Draco more than ten years, and, believe me, I've never seen a girl look as he looked at you, guess what I want to marry you in less than years'
imitates a retching.
"and this is a great opportunity?"
not have time to argue that a funny bird colorful hurtling towards me, throwing the letter in his hands and running away from where he came from.
I know for sure who may belong to a bird like that.
"Moon,"
I hasten to open the envelope while Daphne mutters things that I can not understand much, except "my chance", "Blaise" and "Marriage."
Dear Stella, I'm sorry
respond with so much delay, but I'm sure you will forgive me.
You are free in two months? I will be free only for an hour, but if you want you can come to me at any time, you know, my door is always open.
I miss you so much,
your moon.
Uhm, it should be fine, Daphne gets married next month, but in two months I should be free. It would be also a great excuse to get away from my mother who does nothing but repeat that before long I will be of marriageable age, as if somewhere it was written when someone has to love
too busy biting my lower lip did not think I see the eyes of my sister, peering over my shoulder the contents of the letter.
I realize this only after a few seconds. I squeeze the missive turned to her chest.
"Draco is not, it's Theo, it's anyone you can think!" Blurt-cry in the face.
"I'm sorry, eh? Ah ha! " says she drowned with laughter.
*
"EMH ... I ... Stephanie Daphne Greengrass, take you, Blaise Zabini ... like my husband ... for ... love you ... and honor ... for the evening ... for life ... no, that is for life ... and what the heck! "Daphne yelled at a short distance from my ears.
This is the thirtieth time I repeated promises, the more he repeats it more wrong. I said everything? Ah, no, I forgot: Tomorrow will be married, you can well understand his excitement.
With other people I told to calm down, but knowing it would jump to his feet and yelling with rage against things like this: "you're too young to understand," "What do you know?", "because Mom did not give me an older sister and with more experience?"; "to his underwear Merlin! "
I do not have the time to wonder if this can help to vent his anger began to sob.
"I do not remember anything. Tomorrow I will make a bad figure ... e. .. and Blaise ... decide not to marry ... does not consider himself worthy of ... oh! "screams his head into the pillow.
rolled his eyes.
It is so nervous for days, screaming every time something does not go as you want-the right way, as he prefers-her: she cries if the flowers are rather than 17 thousand 16 thousand 18 thousand buy-and end- if the dress of the maid of honor is not that bright green she wanted, if believed to be fatter than normal, and believed not to get into her dress, or to get in but be bad-which is absolutely false .
"but if you learn the promises before walking 'puff making them lift her head from the pillow drenched now, with eyes so blue swollen.
a smile-grimace, clutching the pillow to his chest like a child who had a nightmare and is close to her favorite toy.
"and how .... never ... I do not remember anything? "muttered between sobs.
"because you're nervous is normal, no?"
"and if tomorrow I am still nervous? In your opinion, remember what I say? "She begins to scream.
I sit next to her flowing around his shoulders with one arm.
"No, I'm sure ... I know you will forget everything ... "She
free from my embrace yanked her back to me.
smile to your lips.
"but I am also sure that looking into his eyes you'll find the words, and not because you know by heart, but because it is what you offer"
spun locked in an embrace, returning to sob .
"I love you" she whispers.
'I' really.
* "I, Blaise Zabini, take you, Stephanie Daphne Greengrass, as my wife, to love and to cherish all my life till death do us part '
Daphne moisten the mouth turning to me for a short time she sees me with a wink.
Now her eyes are inside those of Blaise.
"I" blowing softly and elegantly-who knows how hard can show it, "Stephanie Daphne Greengrass, take you, Blaise Zabini, as my husband" blinks to drive back the tears that threatened to abundant fall.
"to love and to cherish for a lifetime, till death do us part" I see
mother laying in the front row all proud and haughty air, but I know it would cry, Daphne has always been his favorite, so like her, the only daughters who both as she ever wanted.
Even Dad's eyes are shiny and thin mother's shaking hands. Do not look for fear of seeing their reflection in the eyes of the other and burst into tears.
I, without dignity or demeanor, I cry.
She's gone.
I knew one day would happen, but who would have thought that day would come so quickly? Before I would have enjoyed as never know that snake that pride was gone, but now ... now that I know her like a sister ...
is so beautiful and young, it seems even smaller than me.
Yet it is a lady, Mrs. Zabini, grimacing as I think it sounds bad.
"Daphne is really beautiful, is not it, dear?" Mother question for the hundredth time.
"yes, it's wonderful," he murmured as we are in the vast garden Zabini.
Everywhere around us was green and full of flowers of many colors. Although Greta Zabini makes me afraid, I must admit that it has good taste.
Dad quietly with a smile thanks me for having responded to his post: I know that is no longer able to speak without crying-I, after I vented to church, I can not cry anymore.
"you'll see, Asteria, you too will one day find a husband" she "relaxes" my mother.
"and if I did not want?" I can never decide my own future?
"does not mean your usual nonsense, and performed well: the opportunity may come sooner than you could ever imagine, "
ambiguity mom makes me raise an eyebrow blonde staring confused, but she does not return the gaze her back to me.
seems to escape the mother of Blaise with the "urgent need" to remember how wonderful.
"never like you, Penelope, you're still so young!"
My mother is not at all bad, in fact, despite his age is still very beautiful, but it certainly is not comparable with Narcissa Malfoy Greta or Zabini.
Mom smiles with composure.
"You're very kind, Greta, but the bride and groom?"
"are in, enter"
not have time to put one foot in the house that someone is calling me.
"Asteria! Oh, how nice to see you, do you remember me? I'm Tracey Davis, I was your year, but Slytherin potions we did together, "
A girl taller than me with eyes like brown hair tied in a chignon elegant, slender with a soft-featured face.
I remember talking to her sometimes, and sometimes I view with Theo, and how he has never proven to be a "snake".
"Sure I remember"
start talking freely, remembering Hogwarts, professors, the various parties, the Yule Ball, etc..
It's nice to see that it is not the only one to miss school.
The music sounds from the laughter, the chatter, the smiles of the people.
Among all know a little head-snow blond with a face expressionless, his eyes fixed on the floor next to his shoes thoughtful.
Maybe he thinks.
is pale as ever, but not him, not the inflated balloon, the bullies, obnoxious, but I do not know Draco.
Apparently even the Slytherins are human beings.
"Asteria, come here?" I called my sister.
jolt knowing what he wants to tell me, and what it means.
People are starting to sit, as well as I should do ... sit next to him.
"Daphne, really ..."
But she silenced me.
"we have already discussed Stella. Just sit back and do the good, and the most important day of my life, you will not want to ruin me? "
sigh with their backs to the wall.
And just for today, Stella, tomorrow you do not even remember his name, tomorrow you'll wonder what color are his eyes, tomorrow you'll wonder what flavor they
her lips ... and this has to do that?
What I take now?
"Good to see you, Asteria" trying to start a conversation my neighbor.
"regret that I can not say the same," I retort it.
He laughs.
"ha ha, you say that because you're too proud to admit the contrary," Draco flies very
too fancy.
"You're a very funny guy, Malfoy"
He cracks his lips twist in his smile.
after a few minutes of silence between us, while everyone is talking about thick between them, smiling like I had never seen it done to them.
He approaches his mouth to my right ear and the feeling of his breath in his neck makes me dizzy.
"does not have a way out, Asteria, you can not escape '
" Draco, I'm afraid I can not understand: I have never ran away from anything, why should I run away from you? "I say trying to sound cool and annoyed but it is difficult, if he looks at me like that.
continues to grin.
"do not lie to me, are a great Legilimens, and your head is like an open book to me," Perfect
we lacked just that.
Already I'm not good at doing what the Muggles call the "poker face", then if he can read.
"have you ever thought of yourself on your own?" Clench your fists under the table.
should thank me if I did not say a bad word.
"I read many minds, but never stubborn as your '
"I take it as a compliment?"
"I'm not a great flatterer, only reserve my congratulations to those who hits me deeply"
"I would be very honored to be hit in the face" I blurt feeling my cheeks go focus.
He who does not know it, does not even noticing ... Oh, and who can read
"I hate you, Malfoy," I think with your eyes closed cracks.
He raises the corners of the mouth, and one finger strokes my cheeks red. Thank heaven that everyone is busy, and that no one notices us. Its index
warm skin against my cheek as always despite being cold, it seems like a match Muggle, and lighting. My stomach does a somersault. He continues to draw circles invisible amused.
I feel her breath in the neck and realize it again with his mouth close to my ear. I realize this is the second time I whispered in his ear, and is the second time he did not say anything.
My chest goes up and down like an elevator crazy.
"I love you, Greengrass'
