So...this is my first fanfiction! I know that this is extremely short, but it is only the prologue-there will be more. I hope you like it!
Also, I know that the characters are probably going to be a bit OOC, but hey, I think it works out ok. At least with my story.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything Harry Potter related, I'm just playing with the characters a bit. I'm simply a poor college student. (And this goes for all future chapters as well!)
Prologue
I woke up slowly, not recognizing where I was. Confused, I started to panic, not remembering…and then I felt the warm, strong, and very well-muscled (I now knew) chest beneath my head, the strong arms wrapped around my waist, and I heard the slow and steady heart beat under my ear. Now I remembered. Remembered why I was waking up in his bed with his warm, naked body beside mine. I giggled as I remembered, with a little embarrassment, what happened last night, the action causing him to stir a little. I immediately quieted-I didn't want to wake him. He looked so peaceful and I loved seeing him in this rare moment of complete relaxation and having his guard down. I let my thoughts wander back to last night…
How had we wound up in this? Our families would kill us for this if they ever found out as would plenty of other people. I didn't care about any of that anymore though, and not just because we had finally decided to give ourselves to each other, but because of what he said during it. I loved him. I'd already told him that so he knew, but he'd never said it back. I knew that deep down he did though, so I had no problem with letting him be the one to 'deflower' me. Then, last night, just as I was clenching around him, forcing him to spill out deep inside of me, he said it…
"I love you, Ginevra."
"I love you, too, Draco."
