Scarlet Silver

Rainbows are supposed to be beautiful, vivacious promises of life. In their world, the colors were what connected them, when all they wanted was to go about their lives like they had before. But when you're in pain, anything that can vanish it, even if only temporarily, are welcome. "The sky, tarnished navy, poured into the rooms they found conveniently empty to cast lingering velvet shadows on their foolish young faces. Neither questioned it. Neither wanted to. And neither had to."``(Draco/Ginny ficlet, NOT love, but a relationship of sorts.)