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Match aka Mark Kane (darkmirror) wrote in aiodeoffcampus,
@ 2008-01-25 09:24:00

Entry tags:

hermione granger, match

Who: Match and Open
Where: Just off-campus
When: Morning, before sunrise
What: A Return
Rating: Eh, PG-13 for the nakeds

Once upon a time, I was in love.

He floated in the darkness, mind focused far away, and thoughts blurry, unclear. His whole self was out of whack, out of place, and he felt broken, when he even got that lucid.

He floated, and for how long, well, he knew not. But he floated and dreamed, and wondered, for his mind was fading in now, and changing, and feeling... alive.

As he woke from whatever had happened, whatever had changed, he realized that he was floating in some space, somewhere gray, and cold, cold enough that even he could feel it. There was air, or so it seemed, for he could breathe, and no gravity, or so he felt.

He floated, and he tried to concentrate, but his mind kept remembering one name; Clotho.

And as he floated, he thought.

Once upon a time, I was in love.

She was amazing, coming right out of the blue, right out of nowhere, and filling my mind and heart with a sudden burst. It was like... from that first meeting, that I had never seen the sun, never really felt it's warmth, or it's light. And then, there she was. Truthfully? Before her, I did not believe in love. And I would not have attempted it had I known of it. But then, there she was and I looked in her eyes... and I was lost.

Once upon a time, I was in love.

We had a week, or two, now I cannot remember, but we had time. Time enough to fall even deeper in love, time enough to sleep together, time enough for me to dream of more.

And then... I remember pain, and darkness, and now... nothing inbetween. I am not sure how long it has been. Days, hours, years? Seconds?

I don't know.

But, even as I float here, unable to move, I remember...

Once upon a time, I was in love.

And then, even as he floated, there was a presence, a sudden feeling of someone watching, and of anger, and of rejection.

There was a sensation of pain, and a flash of light, and then he was falling.

He had just enough time to wonder where he was when he hit, hard, hard enough to render even him unconscious.

Somewhere, between the campus of Aiode University and Aiode Falls, a crater sits. In that crater, a young man lays, naked, unconscious, and dreaming...

Once upon a time, I was in love.

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misscleverwitch
2008-01-25 08:03 pm UTC (link)

Unable to sleep, Hermione decided to head to the library ridiculously early, and do some reading before class. She seemed to be spending even more time than usual with her head in a book. She missed Hogwarts.

However, Aiode had it's own supply of weird and wonderful occurences to keep her occupied.

As she made her way along the pavement, she caught sight of a crater. A crater with an unconscious, and possibly injured (and also unclothed) figure at the bottom.

Library forgotten, she darted forward, pulling off her cloak to cover him. She couldn't risk using her wand in such a public place, even if it seemed silent.

"Hello?" she said, reaching for his wrist and wondering if she remembered how to take a pulse corrently, "Can you hear me?"

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	darkmirror 2008-01-25 08:27 pm UTC (link)
	He stirred, slowly, blinking, still feeling the odd detachment from elsewhere. "I--" His voice was rough from misuse, or lack or use. "Where--?" He reached out for her, almost blindly, trying to find something to hold on to. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

misscleverwitch
2008-01-25 08:40 pm UTC (link)

"It's ok," she said, soothingly, taking his hand when he reached out wildly. "You're in Aiode Falls. A small town in America. I'm not sure how you got here, but you're safe. I promise."

She was a little worried about how he had arrived here, and who else had followed, but her wand, stuck in her back pocket against of all Mad-eye's advise, meant she could protect them both if necessary.

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	darkmirror 2008-01-25 08:57 pm UTC (link)
	He groaned as he tried to sit, slowly shaking his head. "Aiode? Incredible. What year is it?" His voice turned urgent, his eyes bright. "I must know! It may not be too late!" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	misscleverwitch 2008-01-25 09:11 pm UTC (link)
	"2008," she informed him, a little warily. What else could it have been? He wasn't a wizard, and who else could travel through time? "Too late for what?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)