I
never did, never will, never own harry potter. This chapter
is inspired by lady gaga s just dance.
How'd
I turn my shirt inside out? I could not quite
remember, the lights were flashing, and my head was throbbing. I
could faintly hear lady gaga in the background. I turned the corner
and ran into him. I did not know he was there and I did not know
whether it was the alcohol or whether it was the lighting but he
looked so good tonight.
The fancy dress outfit I was wearing was
a bit tight, maybe that was what was making my head spin. I shut my
eyes a few times and headed for the kitchen. I
love this record baby, but I can't see straight any more. His
face was imprinted on my eyelids.
I walked into the living room.
Half psychotic, there
he was. I tried to look away but the room was spinning. Just
dance. The music was telling me to do it so
why not?? I strode over towards him, and held out my hand. 'Wanna
dance?' I asked, I wish I could shut my play
boy mouth.
I put my hand on the wall to
steady myself; the alcohol was really going to my head. He looked at
me with those gorgeous eyes, his head slowly nodded. I had to grab
the chair in front of me for stability. What was happening? He pulled
me out to the middle of the floor and held me, I was glad of this as
I thought I was going to faint.
Red wine,
I knew that I was never drinking again. I knew it but that did not
stop me looking into his eyes and wondering whether his freckly arms
would be around me if it weren't for the alcohol. His ginger hair
fell into my hand that was linked behind his head. As I grabbed hold
of it he looked down at me, I wasn't going to let this moment pass;
I pulled his head closer and titled mine up. The only time since I
met him that I was happy for his height, use your muscle. We moved in
closer and our lips touched. I never knew that I wondered what his
lips felt like. The smoothness of his chapped lips moved against mine
and his hands moved down to the small of my back. He moved us closer
together, and I - the boy who lived – knew it at once.
The
ginger boy I had known all along, I loved him.
