Title: The Challenge

Disclaimer: I own no part of the Harry Potter world.

Rating: T (just to be on the safe side)

Author's Notes: Just a little something that I wrote for my Creative Writing Class. Kinda liked it, so I thought why not put it here.

The Challenge

Hands gripping roughly on his shoulders,

I slammed him to the unrelenting stone floor.

He grunted, pushing with all his might,

But his strength could not beat mine.

He stayed, glued, to the floor.

Straddling his narrow hips,

I release my iron grip.

Giving him the chance to move,

A chance at the fight in him I know he has.

In a blink of an eyelid,

We flew across the floor.

A growl tore through his lips

As we were switched.

I ran my hands down his bare shoulders

and down his arms.

Feeling the cold that had lingered there

After his stint on the floor.

It rose the hair on my forearms

As the cold moved through my hands

And the cloth on my back.

A shudder released,

One that I couldn't not hold back.

He froze,

His brow furrowed in confusion.

He shook his mane of silver hair.

He sat up, still holding on to me,

His grip like a vise upon my collar.

I waiting patiently,

As time ran by.

His weight was lifted off.

He stood up straight

Looking down at me

From his perch above

His face free from his usual scowl.

His body paused for a moment

A brief emotion flicked through his eyes.

One that those only close to him would notice.

Or one such as me that just sat back and watched.

Reaching out a small alabaster hand,

He gripped my calloused one

Hauling me to my feet

The rustle of my clothes

As they brushed against the floor.

We stood there,

Closer then we had ever been

Without fists in between.

My fingers itching

To push that single lock

Out of his face.

His smile froze

As he looked down at our still joined hands.

I squeezed his gently

His eyes locked with mine.

He dropped my hand

As I stole his trademark smirk

He took a step forward

Then paused and looked back at me

He beckoned me with on single delicate finger

A daring look in his molten eyes.

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