Ginny ran around in the castle corridors, searching for the blonde-haired boy. He couldn't of gone that far; she had only spoken to him just a minute or two before. Her feet pattered on the tile floors, making little sounds that children would usually make. Snapping her head to the right, she spotted him, heading for the dungeons. He had his head hung down and his hands dangling at his sides. His back was facing her, as if he was trying to hide something. A piece of paper was in his hand, hanging loosely.
Before Ginny knew it, she screamed, "Draco!" Her heart began to beat wildly in her chest, causing it to fall up and down hastily. She was still in her yellow sundress, which brightened up the dark and dingy hallway. She didn't know what possessed her to yell his first name, but she reasoned that she liked it.
She watched in slow motion as his whole body spun around, then his face contorted into shock. He stood there, staring at her, stunned at the fact that she even came.
Taking initiative, Ginny walked her fastest up to him, thinking of the things she should say. She finally reached him, now able to see his entire face in perfect view. His eyes were searching her face, as if he was looking for an answer. His lips were slightly open, a little air releasing. Ginny felt herself grow faint. Opening her mouth, she stuttered. "I -- um -- well -- why did you … um … why were you …" She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Why did you take those pictures?" she asked, her voice not cracking.
His answer was, "Well, isn't said that you should capture things that inspire you?"
Ginny's heart melted at that exact point. "Oh," was what she said, or tried to say, for it only came out as a breathy whisper.
He stepped forward, and cupped her cheek, tracing the outline of her lips. "Do you have feelings for me, Ginevra?" he asked quietly.
Ginny gulped at the sound of her full first name and the fact that he was touching her lips with his thumb. "Yes."
He leaned forward, so his lips were now touching her ear. He nipped at the lobe lightly and whispered, "Good. Because I have feelings for you, too."
She turned her head to ask him a question, when she felt her lips being attacked by his. Her body acted quickly and scooted closer to his, her arms impulsively wrapping themselves around his neck.
In the background, little clicks could be heard and flashes could be seen. Ginny felt herself smirk against Draco's lips. Colin was a bad one.
-- Fin ---