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Auhtors note: Hello, everyone. I know I've been MIA for a very long time, and I apologise to all of my subscribers and to those, who wanted me to continue my stories. I probably won't be continuing my old stories, but I will be writing many new ones. I have also changed my pen name, and now it's XxMadMuffinxX instead of KsenijaRoberta.
I hope you'll enjoy this one.
He watched as Hermione, his Hermione, sat on the little postament, inside their tent, and pinned after Ron. She just sat there, looking at her hands. The sight of her ,like this, broke his heart.
He stoop up, as the old muggle song started to play and made his way towards her. He stopped in front of her and offered her his hand. He had no idea, what made him do this. He loathed dancing, and had never before danced on his free will, but yet, here he was – asking his best friend to dance with him. He smiled, as she took his hand. Her chocolate orbs bore questioningly into his green ones as she stood up in front of him.
He put his other hand on her lower back, and started to move in the rythm of the song. Hermione moved with him, without saying a word. Soon they were dancing so close, that their noses almost touched. He suddenly got the urge to kiss her, and he started to slowly lean in,just as she put her chin on his shoulder, that way bringing them even closer than before. He smiled and tightened his hold on her, loving the feeling of her body pressed to his. This girl was everything to him and he would do anything to make her happy. Even dance.
Hermione took a small step back and looked at him, her arms staying locked around his neck. Their gazes met and his heart did a flip – flop inside his chest. Her eyes were so full of different emotiones, but the strongest one who outshone them all was love. Pure love. And he understood. She loved him, just as he loved her. Words weren't necessary. Their eyes told them all they needed to know.
He tucked a strand of her curly hair behind her ear and gently carresed her cheek. She closed her eyes and leaned into his touch. He chuckled quietly, and kissed her cheek. He started to place small kisses on her face, slowly making his way to her lips. When he finally reached them and kissed her, he couldn't believe how he could have stayed away from her for so long. He couldn't describe the feeling he got while they kissed. It was a bliss. Utter bliss and he savoured every moment of it.
Her soft moan brought him out of his thoughts and he smiled, while slowly leading her to his bed. Tonight he would show her how much she ment to him. No matter what happened later, tonight she was his. Only his.
I know it's short and fluffy, but I just had to write it. It's been stuck in my head, since I saw the dancing scene from the latest HP film. Am I the only one, who felt like they should have shared something more than just a dance?
Anyways, thanks for reading, loves, and please review! Much love,
XxMadMuffinxX