prompt: moonlight
author: AccioHope
The first thing he thinks when he sees her is how brilliantly her dark red hair sparkles in the moonlight.
The second is considering why in the hell she's outside at half past midnight on purpose, even though he happens to be in the exact same situation, except his cause is to fulfill a stupid dare.
"Hullo, Weasley," he says, striding up to her gracefully.
She looks taken aback for only a second before she narrows her eyes. "What's your problem, Malfoy?"
Snorting, he responds, "I'm obviously not the one with the problem - you're the one sitting outside in the courtyard past curfew, in the freezing cold."
"What's it to you?" she says, her voice rising, an indicator to him to not press her any further.
"Nothing."
He smirks and walks away, looking for someone else to complete his dare with, because kissing Dominique Weasley would definitely not be the smartest option at the moment.
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