Written for ErynPotter's 100 stories under 100 words challenge.

I used the prompt Breathless.

Word-count: 100


She pinned him down to the cold ground. The night had seen the first frost, but now morning sunbeams slowly started to melt the crystals.

Her cheeks burned. His stomach tickled.

Both breathless from the walk uphill.

They had a fantastic view. But couldn't care less.

She pulled off his knitted scarf. Kissed his neck. His hands found their way under her jacket.


The morning was still young. Draco put on both hat and gloves before he went out for his daily walk up the hill.

Did he start to get old?

Chock. His son. His future daughter-in-law's mother. No…