Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine and I make no profit from writing this little story.
Dedicated to Cheeky Slytherin Lass
Proof
If I ever required proof that I have been targeted by Blinking Batgons, causing an increased heartbeat whenever near a beautiful woman, naughty thoughts and longing stares, the way my heart jumped up and started beating louder and faster when I saw her would be enough.
But I do not require such proof. In my dreams, I'm holding Narcissa's hand, placing kisses all over her, stealing her heart.
The haughty look on her face melts away and she'd smile gently at me, not saying a word, just smiling. She leans forward and places a soft kiss on top of my head and I feel like I could die of happiness. Without saying a word, she trails with her hand over my skin, finding all the sensitive spots, then helps me find hers.
As we lay there, our eyes closed, in a state of bliss, I whisper that she stole my heart. For a moment, she is silent and strokes my hair. Finally, she tells me that I stole hers as well, that her heart beats faster when she sees me. And in my dreams, I'm happy that the Blinking Batgons brought us together. I require no proof that this is the case.