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hmmm...i was bored. and inspired. so i wrote a hp fic. yess..Draco/Ginny goodness since that is my OTP. :)
You glance at your watch; 11:55pm. You were supposed to meet Him in the empty corridor at midnight. 5 minutes left. But you're already there. And He is not. As you sit down on the cold, stone floor and lean up against the cold wall, you close your eyes and think about all the times when you had watched Him. Just waiting, and watching and hoping. Hoping that He would glance your way and smile. You run your fingers through your flaming red hair and smile to yourself as you recall these moments.
"Ginny.."
He calls your name. You open your eyes and see Him standing there watching you with His grey eyes that most everyone before you had described as cold. Yet, you don't see the coldness. You just feel the warmth. You get up and dust off your robes and He leads you by the hand to an empty Slytherin dormitory. You don't know how you got in, being a Gryffindor and all.
He holds you tightly in his arms. You wish that this moment will never end.
Slowly and carefully, you remove his green and silver striped tie and his white shirt. His hands slowly move their way to your hips. To the zipper of your skirt. You feel your skirt fall to the ground, as you are left in your shirt and panties. Him, in just his pants.
You lean slightly to your left, and the both of you fall to the nearest four poster bed and just lie in each others' arms. Eventually, you fall asleep and dream of Him.
Him being Draco Malfoy.
You glance at your watch; 11:55pm. You were supposed to meet Him in the empty corridor at midnight. 5 minutes left. But you're already there. And He is not. As you sit down on the cold, stone floor and lean up against the cold wall, you close your eyes and think about all the times when you had watched Him. Just waiting, and watching and hoping. Hoping that He would glance your way and smile. You run your fingers through your flaming red hair and smile to yourself as you recall these moments.
"Ginny.."
He calls your name. You open your eyes and see Him standing there watching you with His grey eyes that most everyone before you had described as cold. Yet, you don't see the coldness. You just feel the warmth. You get up and dust off your robes and He leads you by the hand to an empty Slytherin dormitory. You don't know how you got in, being a Gryffindor and all.
He holds you tightly in his arms. You wish that this moment will never end.
Slowly and carefully, you remove his green and silver striped tie and his white shirt. His hands slowly move their way to your hips. To the zipper of your skirt. You feel your skirt fall to the ground, as you are left in your shirt and panties. Him, in just his pants.
You lean slightly to your left, and the both of you fall to the nearest four poster bed and just lie in each others' arms. Eventually, you fall asleep and dream of Him.
Him being Draco Malfoy.