Another kind of magic
Snow is falling. These trees smell so nice. One of them will end up in the living room. I take a deep breath and let the fresh air invade me. My hands are safe and warm in my pockets. I can feel a familiar piece of wood against the back of my hand; I won't need it today.
The sky is dropping millions of huge snowflakes. Some can't reach the ground covered of a thick white blanket, they are getting stuck in her brown curly hair. Her melodious laugh is ringing to my ears.
I can see darck brown eyes sparkeling with joy running towards me.
The view is breathtaking.
Her breath is vanishing in the air.
The tip of her nose feels freezing on my skin, but our kiss is warm and pleasant. Her warm smell is all around me, fresh notes of cinnamon and orange, the smell of christmas waiting for us. She takes a step back and I can admire her face: her pink cheeks, the curl of her lashes, the freckles on her nose, the snowflake on her left eyebrow, all the details that makes her perfect to me. This is the best Christmas I've ever had. And she's the most wonderfull person on earth.
She's mine forever, my whitch, my Lady Malfoy, my saver. And for now my christmas present.
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