It's hopelessly intoxicating. How you focus your gray eyes on me, and I'm hopelessly dizzy. How I feel faint when they level their gaze at me, and how I think I like it.

And when you

Kiss me out of the bearded barley

I feel like I'm soaring.

And we meet often, spilling our life stories

Nightly, beside the green, green grass

And I tell you how I feel misunderstood as the only girl of the Weasley generation, and you tell me of your life, and how it can never, ever be something more.

And I cry for you.

And once the weather gets cold, we frolic on the snow; and we

Swing swing (swing swing) swing the spinning step.

And I look at you, radiating the trademark, haughty Malfoy arrogance even though you are caked in snow, and I know I am hopelessly, irrevocably in love.

And then it's time for the Yule Ball, and my heart aches for you to come up to me and say in that rich baritone of yours, "Ginny, will you come to the Yule Ball with me?"

And you do. Oh, you do. And it's everything I could have asked for, and more.

And it's all planned. And we're no longer star-crossed lovers, we're Ginny Weasley and Draco Malfoy; but

You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress

and I don't care.

And then the night comes to an end, and you lead me outside to the gardens, and we sit stiffly, and we don't know what do say, to do. And I'm silently begging you

Oh, kiss me, beneath the milky twilight,

I'm beseeching you to take the chance, and maybe make this something more.

And you do.

You

Lead me out on the moonlit floor

And you kiss me, like you mean it. And that's all I ask.

And when it's over, you look at me, your gray eyes more sincere than I have ever seen them, and you

Lift up your open hand

and touch my cheek, and then you kiss me again.

And we agree on one last dance, so we slip back into the Great Hall.

And we

Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance.

And once I'm safe back in my room, contemplating all things Draco and berating myself for being hopelessly besotted, I look out the window, and the

Silver moon's sparkling.

And I know that if I were to die at that moment, I would be happy, because one kiss it all it takes.

So kiss me.

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Notes: I'm really sorry I stopped there, but I had absolutely no time to finish the story. Hope you enjoyed what you got, though!

For the benefit of the readers, I put the rest of the lyrics here.

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Kiss me (kiss me) down by the broken tree house

Swing me (swing me) upon it's hanging tire

Bring, bring,(bring, bring) bring your flowered hat

We'll take the trail marked on your father's map

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight

Lead me out on the moonlit floor

Lift your open hand

Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance

Silver moon's sparkling

So kiss me

Kiss me beneath the milky twilight

Lead me out on the moonlit floor

Lift your open hand

Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance

Silver moon's sparkling

So kiss me

So kiss me... So kiss me... So kiss me...