Even if You're Evil, I Still Love You
by ^death^ Himura
They were both silent, naked, within each other's arms; watching the faint
pin-pricks of methane gas burning in the empty atmosphere of space. The paler
one had his arm hooked behind his head, the other limb idly stroking the faint
waves of the others.
"You know... this was rather... unexpected."
"You tell me about it."
"But it's rather... warranted. It is our last year. And after this, with the
war going on outside, I won't know if I'd ever see you again." Murmurred the
pale one, this time letting his fingers draw circles upon his lover's tanned
flesh. He bent his head, a small ghostly smile appearing upon his pale coral
lips.
"I won't know if we'd ever do this again..." A purr and then, a sudden shift
in movement and position.
"You know... I had this sudden -crazy- idea."
"Hmm...? And what is it?"
"Well... it'd be a pain to be away from each other. You said the war's out
there. We might be on different sides. But what if... what if we get married.
Anywhere you go, I will be there. Dark side, good side. As long as I'm with
you."
"You can't be serious."
"Look at me, my eyes, my lips. Do I look like I'm kidding you?" Silence...
"You'd betray your friends... for me?"
"As always, the foolish Petrarchan poet might say; Love knows no boundaries.
Or was it Shakespeare? I never did know. Them Muggles."
"I think Shakespeare was a wizard. How else could Muggle be enchanted by his
tales. Seriously, running about like wild rabbits because of a flower. Only
wizards know about the power of the lilythorp flower."
"Hmm... that may be true. But you aren't answering me." More silence.
"As long as I'm not the one in a fancy white dress." A giggle and then the tanned male leapt onto his lover and kissed him wetly on the cheek.