Disclaimer: I do not own any of J. K. Rowling's' characters.
I didn't think that when I woke up that I would wake up from one dream into the face of a fantasy. I suddenly felt the urge to take her far away and never let her go. She was mine and no one else's. I tried my hardest as she moved closer towards me to enter the room, not to jump her.
I had studied, hunted, researched, till I was exhausted but nothing prepared me for the unexpected feelings-no craves hat now ran wild through my tormented body.
It was like I was drowning and she was my life raft; I was blind in darkness and she was my first light.
What am I going to do? What am I going to tell her? I have know her all my life, yet she was a stranger to me.
She lived in a world that I never knew.
But all I could hear was:
Mine.
She's. MINE.
A/N So what do you think? My friend and I are slowly trying to write this story. Do you think we should continue? Because if you do, we'll continue!