and the continuation because it didn't fit in the first post!!
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He was out the dorm and out into the dungeon corridor so fast that he missed the blur of red that crashed into his chest.
Flowers. That's the first thing that went into his head the moment he could produce a coherent thought. He knew that smell, he knew the outline of the body that was pressed into himself as he knew himself.
Ginny.
She had been running so fast, trying to get to Draco that she had missed the figure coming out of the dungeons.
Draco.
They stared at each others eyes for what felt like an eternity. Gray with Brown, silver and chocolate melting together into a pool of destruction.
He wanted to tell her he was sorry for the lies that he'd said and that he was an idiot, a fool to think that he could go on without her. He wanted so bad to kiss those rosy lips and tell her how much he loved her and how much that scared him because he'd never loved before. He wanted to tell her he didn't care what would happen now as long as they were together because nothing else mattered to him but her. He wanted to hold her like this until the end of the world.
She felt him tighten his hold on her and could do nothing more than stare into those dark silver shining eyes that only shone that way for her.
And in that moment she knew. She knew everything he wanted to tell her, everything he couldn't articulate into words and it was at that moment that she finally released the stinging droplets from the confines of her eyes.
“I know.” was all she said as she slipped her hands up his neck, crashed him to the wall and kissed him with an inferno so intense, that the torches surrounding them rose with the heat. She kissed him with everything that was her and he gladly absorbed it all like a sponge. He kissed her back like he never thought he could ever do, spilling into the kiss emotions he wouldn't have ever dreamed he'd be capable of feeling.
--- The clock was ticking. Tick, tock, tick, tock.
The moon was dimming as dawn taunted the horizon. The Dark Lord grew closer, thousands at his command. They could see the gates a few miles ahead.
The castle was fully alive by now, chaos everywhere. The professors, older students and their allies were pressed together inside the Great Hall. The boy who lived and his two best friends were barking orders left and right to their respectful battalions, getting them ready for battle, motivating them for showdown.
So much was going on in such a small window of time that nobody seemed to noticed the curious absence of a certain arrogant blond Slytherin and the lovely fiery redheaded Gryffindor...
Re: Burn of the tongue // D&G
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He was out the dorm and out into the dungeon corridor so fast that he missed the blur of red that crashed into his chest.
Flowers. That's the first thing that went into his head the moment he could produce a coherent thought. He knew that smell, he knew the outline of the body that was pressed into himself as he knew himself.
Ginny.
She had been running so fast, trying to get to Draco that she had missed the figure coming out of the dungeons.
Draco.
They stared at each others eyes for what felt like an eternity. Gray with Brown, silver and chocolate melting together into a pool of destruction.
He wanted to tell her he was sorry for the lies that he'd said and that he was an idiot, a fool to think that he could go on without her. He wanted so bad to kiss those rosy lips and tell her how much he loved her and how much that scared him because he'd never loved before. He wanted to tell her he didn't care what would happen now as long as they were together because nothing else mattered to him but her. He wanted to hold her like this until the end of the world.
She felt him tighten his hold on her and could do nothing more than stare into those dark silver shining eyes that only shone that way for her.
And in that moment she knew. She knew everything he wanted to tell her, everything he couldn't articulate into words and it was at that moment that she finally released the stinging droplets from the confines of her eyes.
“I know.” was all she said as she slipped her hands up his neck, crashed him to the wall and kissed him with an inferno so intense, that the torches surrounding them rose with the heat. She kissed him with everything that was her and he gladly absorbed it all like a sponge. He kissed her back like he never thought he could ever do, spilling into the kiss emotions he wouldn't have ever dreamed he'd be capable of feeling.
---
The clock was ticking. Tick, tock, tick, tock.
The moon was dimming as dawn taunted the horizon. The Dark Lord grew closer, thousands at his command. They could see the gates a few miles ahead.
The castle was fully alive by now, chaos everywhere. The professors, older students and their allies were pressed together inside the Great Hall. The boy who lived and his two best friends were barking orders left and right to their respectful battalions, getting them ready for battle, motivating them for showdown.
So much was going on in such a small window of time that nobody seemed to noticed the curious absence of a certain arrogant blond Slytherin and the lovely fiery redheaded Gryffindor...