Author's Note: I just saw this music video on CMT and I absolutely loved
this song already, but then I had to great idea to turn it into a D/G fic
and well here I am about to write it. If you don't know the song it's
performed and written by Alan Jackson. Oh and I am writing this with one
verse at the top of each new chapter. So it's like a songfic, but with
chapters.
Disclaimer: I don't own ANYTHING! All I have is a Clay Aiken poster and a Brad Paisley CD!!! Don't sue because it ALL belongs to J.K. Rowling except the song and my writing.
*Remember when I was young and so were you
And time stood still and love was all we knew*
Ginny was sitting on her living room couch, tapping the arm, and waiting for her husband to come home. While she waited she thought of their past and how they had come to be. Draco had been the bad boy on campus, softened by love, and Ginny had been Ron Weasley's gorgeous little sister. Their attraction was undeniable.
In a dark room decorated in greens and silvers a young couple of about sixteen or seventeen years of age rested in each other's arms, free from the stress and worry of the world. They had each other and somehow that made all their problems evaporate. The blonde haired boy dipped his head to the girl's milky white neck and lay the lightest of kisses on her neck before whispering in her ear.
"Ginny."
The red head's eyes fluttered open as she softly responded, "Yes?"
He removed his hand from her arm and raked it though his hair before speaking. "I almost don't want to say this because as soon as I do everything will change. I. . . I don't want to lose you."
Appearing startled Ginny lifted her head and looked deep in to his gray eyes. "You know you can tell me anything don't you? You won't lose me."
"I know. I know," Draco sighed to her.
Her eyes began to widen as she began to understand what was going on. Standing abrubtly she walked to the other side of the room, crossed her arms, and stared out the window at the snow-covered grounds of Hogwarts.
"I know what you're going to say and I don't think you should. It doesn't need to be said. We both knew this would happen sooner or later," Ginny hissed, all the while keeping her eyes glued to some third years having a snow ball fight.
"I want to say it though. You need to know. You need to hear it . . . from me. Knowing it isn't enough. I want to tell you."
"Well, I don't want to hear it." She unfolded her arms before quickly refolding them a moment later, not turning to look at him.
Draco stood and sauntered over to his bed, flopping ungracefully onto it before patting the green coverlet next to him and beckoning Ginny over to him.
She slowly crossed the room to his bed, sitting on the corner furthest from him when she reached it.
He frowned in her direction before speaking again. "I don't think you know what I'm going to say." Her eyes began to water, but she turned away from him, determined not to let him see her tears.
"I know exactly what you're going to say," she replied shakily. "You're going to say that we can't have a relationship anymore because it's too dangerous. I always thought we could overcome anything, but I guess not," Ginny whispered the last part so softly that he had to strain his ears to hear it. When he finally took in the words that had just flowed from her mouth he lept to his feet, rushing to kneel in front of her.
Taking her hands in his Draco spoke forcefully, "I can't believe you thought I was going to say that! I would never do that to you! Never." Still she did not look at him, closing her eyes in vain attempt to capture the tears and force them back. Desperately Draco murmered, "Look at me. Please, please LOOK at me!" Ginny opened her eyes and tears trickled down her face, but he held her gaze.
He wiped her tears away with his thumbs and gently spoke, "What I was going to say is that I love you. I love you so much it scares me and I didn't know how you would react. Hell, I don't know how I'm reacting. All I know is that it's the best feeling I've ever had and it's one of the only things I'm sure about. I love you Ginny Weasley."
At one point he had lowered his head, not feeling brave enough to look into her eyes. Ginny couldn't believe she had jumped to such mad conclusions when all he had wanted to do was proclaim his love for her. She placed her hands on both sides of his head, slid down beside him, and looked into his eyes for a moment before kissing him with all she had.
Draco wrapped his arms around her and held as though if he let her go he would die. Which he very possibly may have. Ginny wiggled onto his lap and slid her arms around his neck and returned the embrace with identical fervor. They broke for air, but did not let go and she softly whispered into his ear, "I love you too Draco Malfoy. I love you too."
And so in a dark room decorated in greens and silvers two young lovers proclaimed their love for each other, daring to dream of the future and the present, and swore to themselves to never let go.
Disclaimer: I don't own ANYTHING! All I have is a Clay Aiken poster and a Brad Paisley CD!!! Don't sue because it ALL belongs to J.K. Rowling except the song and my writing.
*Remember when I was young and so were you
And time stood still and love was all we knew*
Ginny was sitting on her living room couch, tapping the arm, and waiting for her husband to come home. While she waited she thought of their past and how they had come to be. Draco had been the bad boy on campus, softened by love, and Ginny had been Ron Weasley's gorgeous little sister. Their attraction was undeniable.
In a dark room decorated in greens and silvers a young couple of about sixteen or seventeen years of age rested in each other's arms, free from the stress and worry of the world. They had each other and somehow that made all their problems evaporate. The blonde haired boy dipped his head to the girl's milky white neck and lay the lightest of kisses on her neck before whispering in her ear.
"Ginny."
The red head's eyes fluttered open as she softly responded, "Yes?"
He removed his hand from her arm and raked it though his hair before speaking. "I almost don't want to say this because as soon as I do everything will change. I. . . I don't want to lose you."
Appearing startled Ginny lifted her head and looked deep in to his gray eyes. "You know you can tell me anything don't you? You won't lose me."
"I know. I know," Draco sighed to her.
Her eyes began to widen as she began to understand what was going on. Standing abrubtly she walked to the other side of the room, crossed her arms, and stared out the window at the snow-covered grounds of Hogwarts.
"I know what you're going to say and I don't think you should. It doesn't need to be said. We both knew this would happen sooner or later," Ginny hissed, all the while keeping her eyes glued to some third years having a snow ball fight.
"I want to say it though. You need to know. You need to hear it . . . from me. Knowing it isn't enough. I want to tell you."
"Well, I don't want to hear it." She unfolded her arms before quickly refolding them a moment later, not turning to look at him.
Draco stood and sauntered over to his bed, flopping ungracefully onto it before patting the green coverlet next to him and beckoning Ginny over to him.
She slowly crossed the room to his bed, sitting on the corner furthest from him when she reached it.
He frowned in her direction before speaking again. "I don't think you know what I'm going to say." Her eyes began to water, but she turned away from him, determined not to let him see her tears.
"I know exactly what you're going to say," she replied shakily. "You're going to say that we can't have a relationship anymore because it's too dangerous. I always thought we could overcome anything, but I guess not," Ginny whispered the last part so softly that he had to strain his ears to hear it. When he finally took in the words that had just flowed from her mouth he lept to his feet, rushing to kneel in front of her.
Taking her hands in his Draco spoke forcefully, "I can't believe you thought I was going to say that! I would never do that to you! Never." Still she did not look at him, closing her eyes in vain attempt to capture the tears and force them back. Desperately Draco murmered, "Look at me. Please, please LOOK at me!" Ginny opened her eyes and tears trickled down her face, but he held her gaze.
He wiped her tears away with his thumbs and gently spoke, "What I was going to say is that I love you. I love you so much it scares me and I didn't know how you would react. Hell, I don't know how I'm reacting. All I know is that it's the best feeling I've ever had and it's one of the only things I'm sure about. I love you Ginny Weasley."
At one point he had lowered his head, not feeling brave enough to look into her eyes. Ginny couldn't believe she had jumped to such mad conclusions when all he had wanted to do was proclaim his love for her. She placed her hands on both sides of his head, slid down beside him, and looked into his eyes for a moment before kissing him with all she had.
Draco wrapped his arms around her and held as though if he let her go he would die. Which he very possibly may have. Ginny wiggled onto his lap and slid her arms around his neck and returned the embrace with identical fervor. They broke for air, but did not let go and she softly whispered into his ear, "I love you too Draco Malfoy. I love you too."
And so in a dark room decorated in greens and silvers two young lovers proclaimed their love for each other, daring to dream of the future and the present, and swore to themselves to never let go.