stella

The way she moved was so fluid it seemed otherworldly. She was more than herself and more than anyone he had ever met. The way her footprints tread on his heart engulfed him. Her delicate patterns wrapped around the organ and made it hard to breath. When she was near he forgot of the love he had lost and all the love he would never have. When his hands laid on her skin he forgot all the wrong that had been done to him. Her name stained his lips and when spoken it felt wrong, the world did not deserve to hear it.

She was ethereal.

"This is wrong."
"When has that stopped us?"

||Severus Snape||
||Triggering Themes||