DRABBLE: Crack (Hermione/Katie)
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rarepair_shortsTitle: Crack
Pairing: Hermione/Katie
Prompt: misnomer
Rating: Light PG13 (for angst!)
Word Count: 423
Summary: Katie is as much of a bell as Hermione is a weasel.
Author's Notes: I'm on a roll with these suckers.
Link to Prompt Table: Prompt Table
Bells are effeminate, dainty, fragile. There is one in America that is cracked. Hermione always tells Katie her last name should have been something like “train” or “missile” because she is unstoppable.
Weasels are cruel, cunning, sharp-toothed. Katie thinks this when Hermione is given her new name. Hermione is sweet, clever, and straight-toothed, though that wasn’t always the case.
Hermione is as much a Weasley as Katie is a Bell, and Katie tells her this on the nights Hermione is with her, nights she and Ron have fights. Katie asks Hermione if Ron ever asks where she goes after arguments. Hermione says Ron couldn’t be bothered to care.
Cruel, cunning, sharp-toothed.
Katie does not tell Hermione that she feels more like a bell the seconds following Hermione’s departure. Not effeminate or dainty, but fragile. She hopes that one day it will go away. Until then, she feels cracked too, cracked like the bell in Philadelphia. Only her crack is no mystery to anyone.
Katie and Hermione don’t touch anymore. When Hermione arrives, Katie makes tea and they sit in silence. The space between them used to be negligible at best, but it now stretches into eternity. Katie is not sure when the touching stopped. Somewhere around the time that Hermione informed her of her marriage. The crack got bigger, and Katie thought they both fit their names quite perfectly then. Fragile bells and cruel weasels. Weasleys.
It had been two years before Katie spoke to Hermione again. The touching, at that point, was a memory. Katie knows somewhere inside of her that a memory is all it will ever be now.
Katie asks Hermione if she is over it. Hermione plays dumb and asks what she means. Katie stares into her cup of tea and explains. When Katie looks at her, Hermione’s face is blank. Hermione says yes. Yes, she really is. She asks Katie if she is.
Katie says she doesn’t know. She’s lying; she knows perfectly well that she isn’t. Katie says she will be, eventually. Katie tells Hermione she wishes it had never happened. Hermione agrees with her, which Katie did not expect and it makes things worse. It makes the crack get bigger, an oozing gash from her navel up to her nose.
Katie knows that Hermione is happy, as happy as she can be, and the fights are just a side-product of an eternity of that happiness. When they had been together, the fights were everything. Katie blames herself. Katie says she’s sorry.
Hermione leaves. The crack gets bigger.
Pairing: Hermione/Katie
Prompt: misnomer
Rating: Light PG13 (for angst!)
Word Count: 423
Summary: Katie is as much of a bell as Hermione is a weasel.
Author's Notes: I'm on a roll with these suckers.
Link to Prompt Table: Prompt Table
Bells are effeminate, dainty, fragile. There is one in America that is cracked. Hermione always tells Katie her last name should have been something like “train” or “missile” because she is unstoppable.
Weasels are cruel, cunning, sharp-toothed. Katie thinks this when Hermione is given her new name. Hermione is sweet, clever, and straight-toothed, though that wasn’t always the case.
Hermione is as much a Weasley as Katie is a Bell, and Katie tells her this on the nights Hermione is with her, nights she and Ron have fights. Katie asks Hermione if Ron ever asks where she goes after arguments. Hermione says Ron couldn’t be bothered to care.
Cruel, cunning, sharp-toothed.
Katie does not tell Hermione that she feels more like a bell the seconds following Hermione’s departure. Not effeminate or dainty, but fragile. She hopes that one day it will go away. Until then, she feels cracked too, cracked like the bell in Philadelphia. Only her crack is no mystery to anyone.
Katie and Hermione don’t touch anymore. When Hermione arrives, Katie makes tea and they sit in silence. The space between them used to be negligible at best, but it now stretches into eternity. Katie is not sure when the touching stopped. Somewhere around the time that Hermione informed her of her marriage. The crack got bigger, and Katie thought they both fit their names quite perfectly then. Fragile bells and cruel weasels. Weasleys.
It had been two years before Katie spoke to Hermione again. The touching, at that point, was a memory. Katie knows somewhere inside of her that a memory is all it will ever be now.
Katie asks Hermione if she is over it. Hermione plays dumb and asks what she means. Katie stares into her cup of tea and explains. When Katie looks at her, Hermione’s face is blank. Hermione says yes. Yes, she really is. She asks Katie if she is.
Katie says she doesn’t know. She’s lying; she knows perfectly well that she isn’t. Katie says she will be, eventually. Katie tells Hermione she wishes it had never happened. Hermione agrees with her, which Katie did not expect and it makes things worse. It makes the crack get bigger, an oozing gash from her navel up to her nose.
Katie knows that Hermione is happy, as happy as she can be, and the fights are just a side-product of an eternity of that happiness. When they had been together, the fights were everything. Katie blames herself. Katie says she’s sorry.
Hermione leaves. The crack gets bigger.
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