{𝑽𝑰𝑰}

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"Finally," Elise breathed, her eyes were closed, her head looking up at the rain that was pouring on down on her. She was free when their was rain, she was happy.

The ground was becoming a puddle and all she did was twirl, and dream of a life she was getting closer and closer to getting.

As the ground got wetter, Elise got dizzier from spinning, she knelt down and laid her back to the wet ground, and kept her eyes closed. She was so happy, dreaming.

"I am going to get sick." Draco whined. But, Elise was too happy to listen. She looked to be asleep, Draco assumed she was, he wished she were.

He groaned and picked her up, slipping one hand on her back the other under her knees. He carried her the rest of the way, to their flat.

"You're so bloody heavy!" Draco groaned as he placed Elise on their bed.

"Thank for the ride." Elise smiled, contently.

"I hope you get sick" Draco sniffs, then signs. "Look what you did,"

"What? You don't like the rain? It's one of my favorite things."

"You like smelling like a wet animal and being wet, and sick?" Draco growls.

"I like feeling free, and careless." Elise answers, pulling the covers over her wet body and snuggling in.

"You're getting the bed wet I—" He was caught off guard by the girl breathing deeply through her nose, she was already asleep.

He growled. "Women." Then changed, brushed his teeth and went to sleep for the first time next to his future wife.

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