A/N: this was a completely random thing—I wasn't expecting it to turn out the way it did, and I really wasn't planning on posting it—I didn't even capitalize anything…but I was pleased with it, so please forgive and enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of JKR's stuff. But I do own this ficlet. You decide who the characters are, ok?
the wind whistled down the street, stirring up leaves and swishing through her hair. she ran, giggling as he chased her. suddenly she turned a corner and ducked behind a bush--he jogged by, then stopped, confused. she grinned and watched him walk cautiously past until he was out of sight. she plopped down and leaned against the brick wall, satisfied she'd beat him. closing her eyes, she took a deep breath, inhaling his scent...what?! her eyes flew open--she shrieked as he appeared above her and began to tickle her mercilessly.
"do you give?" he grinned coyly, an eyebrow raised as he paused his torture. flushed, she caught her breath.
"NEVER!" she cried, jumping up to run away--he shot his arm out and, standing, twirled her back to himself. wrapping his arms around her waist, he looked into her sparkling eyes.
"is that so?" he whispered, brushing her wind swept hair out of her face.
"you got it..." she replied, a smile tugging at her lips.
"are you sure?" he breathed, pulling her closer.
"o-of course...never give up, never surrender and all...all that..." she faltered, unable to turn from his gaze. those beautiful, beautiful eyes...
"i see..." he replied, leaning his head down and lightly brushing his lips on hers. unable to take it anymore, she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply, giggling as his goatee tickled her soft skin. after a minute, they pulled apart and she sighed, laying her head on his chest. stroking her cheek, he kissed her on the forehead.
"hey..." he whispered.
"hmm?"
"i win."