Adamo
AHH! So this is the first story I post on ff! Hope you enjoy
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Prologue
She wasn't quite sure how it started. But, as it was, it just happened. It just was. Although, she definitely knew how it ended. That was something that Ginevra Molly Weasley knew by heart, seeing as she had replayed it in her mind time and time again.
She hadn't realized just how much she could miss him and how much it would hurt to lose him, but, if she had known when she started this whole mess, would she have changed it, would it have happened at all?
The youngest Weasley had been sleeping with the heir of the Malfoy fortune for quite a time. Almost seven whole months. At first, she knew it was purely physical, but recently? Well, recently the physical aspect had been downplayed by the awe she felt just thinking of him. The relationship they had was quite backwards.
At first, he wanted nothing to do with her, but he felt himself needing her body. She still couldn't figure out how exactly this started, but she was glad she went along with it, or at least she was, before it ended. As their escapades continued, she found she grew to like being with him.
She guessed he felt the same way, because as they continued, he asked her to stay the night, the whole night. She never minded. In the past few weeks, they found they even had amazing conversation with each other. It was perfect, everything was perfect. So why did she have to go and muck the whole thing up?