Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling wrote, invented and may kill off Harry Potter and all the other fab characters. Not I.
Author's note: You must, must, must read this story SLOWLY, line by line, word by word. No rush. It works that way. :)
First Kiss
As she stared into his questioning eyes it hit her. She was in love. It was as simple as that.
His hand slowly, timidly caught hold of hers. His eyes were looking into the depths of her soul, falling, drowning.
She felt his hand slowly timidly catching hold of hers. Slowly, shyly she gave his hand a small squeeze, never breaking the hypnotic contact between them.
He felt her hand slowly, shyly squeeze his and as he stared into her eyes, into her soul, he fell in love with her all over again.
The tension between them was enormous… but slowly she nodded her head and gave him a smile that melted his heart.
As he saw her head nod the tension was lifted. Her smile… it was for him and him alone. With his free hand he gently caressed her cheek, never breaking the hypnotic contact between their souls, never letting go of her hand that made him sure this was real.
Slowly under the full moon, in the fragile world created by their souls, time stood still.
And slowly he placed his hands on her waist and gently drew her closer to him.
She draped her arms on his shoulders, clasping her hands behind his neck.
And slowly, oh so very slowly, under the full moon as time stood still, inch by very inch their faces drew nearer and nearer, their eyes never ceased in breaking the contact that had started it all.
And slowly, tremulously, as they looked at each other… their lips met… for the very first time…