He saw how much she changed, her hair now a deep brown, long, to her elbows, and wavy, her clothes were better, and she looked so sexy now. She wore a black tank top that was cut off at her stomach, her dark blue jeans were low, below her hips, and they exposed her tanned stomach. He watched from high places as she walked, he memorized the sway of her hips, every time she twisted her hair in her fingers when she was nervous, every time she bit her lower lip out of frustration or concentration. He wasn't perverted, as many people thought the boys in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry were...he was just, well...he didn't know why he liked her, her family was one of the poorest families in the Wizarding world. He wore black jeans and a gray sweatshirt, his hair a light brown, and lay flat and temple length. His eyes were a pretty silver bluish.
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She sat in the library, scanning a random book, holding the side of her head; she tilted it to the side slowly. She felt a presence in the room, as she looked around, she was in the corner on the far side of the library, shadowed in darkness. She brushed her hair out of her eyes carefully, and squinted, she saw something moving by the door.
"Hello? Who's there?" She asked, a bit shaky. The voice was soft, but she knew it was a male speaking. "Why, Miss. Weasley...not scared of me, are you?" She shook her head. "No. I thought you were someone else." She spoke to the shadowy figure that seemed to be approaching her slowly. "No, just me." He smiled lightly, at her, leaning next to her, and letting his hand find her shoulder. She exhaled slowly, staring straight into darkness. "You've been watching me?" She questioned and he nodded. "You have good eyes love." He ran his fingers through his hair, and walked behind her back wrapping his arms around her neck and nuzzling the curve of it softly. She smirked a bit.
"You're awfully persistent when you want something, aren't you?" She asked. He muttered into her neck. "Mmm...I am." He let his tongue slid slowly on the curve of her neck. She closed her eyes softly, as that book she was reading dropped to the floor as she pulled him on to the table with her, as he found her lips he let his tongue snake into her mouth, as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He had almost his full weight on her, but she was comfortable, as he held her hips. She never thought she could be so happy...especially with him.