This is a short, sad one-shot. GWDM. I seem to be into that lately. Don't worry all of you HGDM fans! I have not betrayed you!
Disclaimer: Do I look like J.K. Rowling to you? Didn't think so.
Roses
"Happy Valentines Day love," Ginny whispered. She was alone in a cold graveyard. It was snowing, white flakes settling gently on the ground. She was talking to a gray headstone. It was the exact color of his eyes, the color of stormy skies. Merlin, he had always had such beautiful eyes. Ginny fought back her tears.
"I brought your favorite flowers," she said quietly, laying down a bouquet of red roses. He had said that he didn't know why he liked them, but he admired their beauty. "I have to go now. I'll visit again soon, my love. Rest well."
Ginny stood and began to walk away when a gust of warm air surrounded her. It was snowing, why was it warm? She turned around to see nothing but a gray headstone and a bouquet of red roses. Something was different though. She could feel his presence and she basked in it, after not seeing him for twenty years.
The warm wind blew across the roses, causing one of their petals to fly onto her lips. Ginny's breath caught. Memories flooded through her mind.
He handed her a bouquet of red roses. Winds blew around them, causing a petal to fly onto her lips. She moved to wipe it off, but he stopped her. She felt his warm lips close over her own, even with the petal there. It was the best Valentine's Day of her life.
Ginny felt invisible lips press against her own. Now she knew he was there. After kissing back passionately for a second, she felt the presence rise higher and higher into the sky. He was leaving.
Now tears were running freely down her face. Yet, she somehow managed to smile through them.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Draco," she whispered once again, before turning and walking out of the graveyard.