A/N: Sorry it took me so long to get this latest drabble out. I feel out of the HP fandom for a while, and now I'm trying my hand at it again.I don't know how many of these I'll punch out, but I'll try to get at least 5 more written. This one is based off of prompt #1 on Allunwritten.
In the Beginning
In the beginning, their relationship was tense. Afraid of the accusations of others, they hid their love. They met in secret, in deserted corridors, in empty classrooms, anywhere where they wouldn't be found out.
Their kisses started out hesitant, unsure, and delicate. Gradually, as time went on, they became something more. More passionate, more alive. As time went on they fell deeper in love with each other. They were able to forget: forget all the pain in their lives, forget the war going on around them, and forget the fact that they were supposed to be enemies.
Their love was their own. When they were together, nothing else mattered and nobody other than the two of them mattered. This was their world.
And then it all came crumbling down around them.