Mutual
Iwatch youas you sit laughing with your stupid little friends, talking about god knows what. Paying no attention to me, and you know I can't stand it.
Look at me!
You do as I wish. It's the shortest of glances – but it's there. And it fills me up. Like a silly little schoolgirl, I feel the blush creeping up my cheeks, the giggle that's almost bubbling up my throat. I'm not in control, and I don't like it. I don't want to feel like this. I don't want you making me feel like this. But you do, and I guess I'll just have to deal with it.
I hurry up the stairs, and I can't wait to see you. As I enter the room, it is completely empty. Or so it might seem.
'Show yourself, Potter,' I say, trying not to smirk. This little game we're playing, almost like Hide and Seek, is totally out of character for me. I don't usually do this – act like a child – but with you, I feel safe enough to do it.
'Come out, Potter. I know you're in here somew –'
'Gotcha!' you interrupt me triumphantly, and you laugh as you catch me from behind. If this were normal, I'd immediately throw myself at you, the wand in my hand, pointing dangerously at you. But seeing nothing's normal right now, instead of threatening you, I turn around and wrap my arms around you. And then we kiss.
Kissing Harry Potter is the most wonderful thing I know. He's got the softest lips; his tongue always makes me moan as it sweeps over my own, and – his eyes. Oh, those eyes! Although it is difficult, I always try to keep my own eyes open so that I can look into his. They are so beautiful, breathtaking, and I sometimes find myself nearly drowning in them. Their bright emerald colour, surrounded by long, black eyelashes ... too bad he's wearing glasses.
'I love you, Draco Malfoy,' he whispers softly, and although I say nothing, only smile and continue to kiss him like there was no interruption, he knows it's mutual.
hehe... just a short little... thing I wrote... H/D, of course, because it's my favourite pairing :) hope you liked it. REVIEWS, please!
