The stars sparkled under a cold winter sky as two figures huddled even closer together, pulling themselves up tightly in a blanket. Everything seemed so perfect, so calm and peaceful, but Ginny knew it wouldn't last. Tomorrow morning instead of wrapped up in the arms of the one she loved, she would have to spend all day tormented by having to pretend she despised him. It wasn't fair, Ginny thought furiously, tears starting to run down her pale, freckled face. As always a hand quickly came to wipe away the tears.
"You okay Gin?" Draco asked, lightly kissing her forehead.
"It's not fair..." She mumbled bitterly voicing her thoughts.
"I know, I know," he said holding her tight. She wished he'd never let go. "You know we couldn't risk coming out into the open. Damn Ginny, my father already tried to kill you once, what makes you think he wouldn't try it again?" His gaze shifted uneasily toward the lake in the distance.
"I just hate living this lie!" Ginny replied, starting to get fed up. She could never keep a tight reign on her temper. No one in her family could... Why did he always have to be right though? Somehow no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't find herself mad at Draco. Her eyes fell back on him. Back to his gorgeous silvery blonde hair and those perfect gray eyes that made her heart melt.
Draco looked at her with a grave expression. "I love you Ginerva Molly Weasley."
Ginny just sat there for a while, shocked by the seriousness in his tone. A smile spread across her face as she looked into his eyes and she just knew. "I love you too, Draco." With that their lips meet in one innocent, breath-taking kiss.
They sat there awhile longer embraced in each other's arms. Ginny knew it was getting late and they would have to end this moment of bliss. Taking a deep breath she sighed before slowly rising to her feet. No longer submerged in the warmth of Draco's body, she shivered, the cold air slicing through her clothes and biting at her skin. "We better head back." Draco just nodded, picking up the blanket and wrapping it around her.
"What about you? You must be freezing!" She said, noticing his bare arms.
"I'll be alright," he said giving her a small smile through chattering teeth.
"No you're not. Here, you need it more than me."
He took the blanket reluctantly. "Never could argue with you, you're too stubborn," he grinned.