Black Tears

[kris]

„About 300 more meters,“ Cleo told Kris quietly as Kris released her elbow walking forward alone smirking as Cleo pushed the goblet of Pepper-Up potion in his hand, „And make sure she cheers up. She’s breaking my heart there.“
„She’ll be alright,“ Kris answered simply as he walked forward smirking lightly as Cleo had told him the distance wrong.. Morrigan extended her claws and dropping his cane calmly Kris lowered himself to sit on the lake-shore next to Dana wordlessly. He was sure the girl was aware of his approach. Dana would have known Kris would come out here after giving her time to think through things. The boggart must have really upset her to come out here without a cloak and not having cast a warming charm on herself yet.
Draping one of his heavy winter-cloaks over the girls shoudlers Kris forced the goblet of Pepper-Up potion into Dana’s hand hearing the sounds of drinking a few moments later.

Placing the bowl with cherry-tomatoes on the ground between them Kris shifted himself to sit comfortably. Bending his lef tknee Kris leaned one of his arms on it while leaving some of his body-weight on his right arm that was leaned on the ground slightly behing Dana’s back. Kris stared off into space while slowly throwing a tomato in his mouth and chewing on it. He didn’t say anything he just stared calmly into emptyness in the direction where the Hogwarts lake was, enjoying the breeze and the slight chill hanging in the air. He had came out here to talk to Dana. She really had to stop beating herself up for Kris being wounded. Having given the choice of whether Dana’s life was worth his eye-sight – Kris didn’t regret his decision. He regretted the outcome but he was grateful for Dana being alive. But now the girl would have to start speaking to him. IT was they got this matter of Kris’s blindness fully settled between them. And Kris wasn’t palning on giving up today until Dana got it through her sometimes unbelievably thick scull that she wasn’t to be blamed of what had happened.

[dana]

Dana was shivering. It was practically December already. Sure, there wasn’t any snow yet but it was still cold. The worn pair of jeans and the light tank-top meant to be worn on warm summer-days didn’t offer much protection against the cold. Dana’s breath came out in short puffs of mist as she shivered again having curled up near the lake. Luckily there wasn’t anyone out here. Or at the very least there wasn’t anyone in Dana’s range of view. Not that she was really looking for company.
The boggart in the Student Lounge had came as a complete shock. Kris had been hurt. And she had been unable to help. Again! Dana shivered. What was happening to her lately? Why was so unlike herself and unable to control her emotions the way she usually could?

The footsteps made fallen leaves crunch and Dna aknew who it was without turning her head. Kris dind’t even bother to walk quietly, without Dana being able to hear his footsteps today. And Dana was thankful for it. It gave her a few heartbeats to try and control herself againbefore a heavy claok was leaned on her shoulders. Draining the Pepper-Up potion wordlessly Dana didn’t dare to look at Kris instead just taking one of the cherry-tomates he had brought along. Kris was silent and Dana let out a sigh, knowing what he was waiting.

„It was a boggart. And it was you. But it was like on the... train... You were bleeding with new gashes on your body appearing all the time from where blood started to pour. And I was helpless. There was nothing I could do to help you, to stop the bleeding, to take back everything that happened you,“ Dana admitted slowly even though her voice didn’t waver until she actually turned her head and ooked at Kris. And all she saw in his face was calm understanding and patience.
Raising her hand that was shaking Dana touched Kris’s cheek and now her face was shaky: „How can you not hate me? How can you just accept loosing your eye-sight so calmly?“

[kris]

It didn’t take overly long before Dana started speaking. Kris listened calmly feeling a bit surprised how the story didn’t upset him. He usually hated Dana’s boggart. It was too... similar to himself. And getting hurt with no one being able to help – that was just part of the deal you made when you were born into this world. Nothing could help against that. Besides there were worst things that death and physical pain in this world. Turning his head Kris dropped a light kiss on Dana’s finger-tips as the brushed his cheek as he calmly started speaking.
„I don’t hate you. How could I hate my own heart? And you are the princess of a rather big portion of my heart. You and Mary. There was nothing you could. There wasn’t anything anyone could do, because I chose to be in front of you at that specific moment. Surely, I hoped for something better than loosing my eye-sight. But I would have given my life to keep you safe. And that was my choice. I mourn and ache and rage inside. But that frustration is directed at the caster of the curse, not at you or at the professors and aurors.“

Kris stood from the ground pulling Dana up along with him. Almost absent-mindedly pushing back a strand of black hair that had came loose from the pony-tail tied at the nape of his neck as he turned his head from where the wind borught a few droplets of water from the Hogwarts lake.
„The sun should be setting right now. Be my eyes. Tell me what you see and let me see the wonder of sunset through your eyes,“ Kris’s hand was holding Dana’s shoulders as he closed his eyes behind the sunglasses on his nose silently waiting for Dana’s words. Words that would be so wonderful, the description of one of life’s glorious moments – the sunset. And at the same time Kris knew that the words would hurt him, hurt him deeply because he would never be able to experience the sunset himself again.