[Author's Note: I recently joined a Livejournal community entitled 64_damnprompts - some of you may even have heard of it! xP Anyway, I've decided to see if I can make it all the way to the end of the list. This is my FIRST EVER written work to be put up on ffnet, so please go easy on me, guys. xD BTW, I would love any constructive criticism you throw my way!
In any case...this is the first of 64 ficlets based on the prompts in bold. They're all about DracoxHermione! Cliche, I know, but you gotta admit there's a crapload of potential there. xD Well, without further ado - let's begin. Thanks for reading!]
1. 2 a.m.
He never fell back to sleep when she crept out of his bed to gather her discarded clothing, the smooth curves of her body glowing in the moonlight. Instead, he would lie there, pretending to be asleep, and peek through silver lashes as she snuck out the door.
What he never failed to notice, though, was the look she always threw over her shoulder right before she left, a silent plea for him to wake up, to make her stay. To make her more than a repeated one-night stand.
So one day he did. As she rose, he caught her hand and he never let go.