The Potter girl

chapter one

As the warmth of the sun-kissed her bare shoulders, Addison found herself nestled deeper into the soft, plushy grass. The sweet scent of wildflowers danced playfully around her, mingling with the salty air of the nearby ocean. It was a perfect summer day, one that she would treasure for years to come. Little did she know that this idyllic scene was about to take a turn for the unexpected.

Her heart skipped a beat as she heard footsteps crunching through the leaves behind her. She turned her head ever so slightly, unable to resist the urge to see who it was. And there he was. Draco Malfoy. The boy she had once loathed. The boy she had once dreamed of. The boy who had somehow managed to find her on this deserted beach.

His features were chiseled to perfection, his green eyes burning with intensity. She couldn't help but feel a shiver run down her spine as he approached her. He paused for a moment, seemingly lost for words. And then, in a voice that was both rough and smooth, he spoke. "Addison," he breathed her name, "I've been looking for you everywhere."

Taken aback by his words, she couldn't help but feel a blush creep up on her cheeks. "Draco," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper, "what are you doing here?" He smiled then, a smile that sent shivers down her spine. "I've been wanting to talk to you," he said, taking a step closer, "about how I feel." Her heart raced as he closed the distance between them, his breath fanning across her face. "I've never felt this way about anyone before," he confessed, "and I think it's about time I told you the truth."

Her heart pounded in her chest as he leaned in closer still, their faces mere inches apart. "I love you, Addison Potter," he whispered, his lips brushing against hers, "and I always have." With that, he pressed his lips firmly against hers, their tongues dancing together in a passionate embrace. The warmth of his skin, the taste of his lips, and the feel of his body pressed against hers sent waves of desire coursing through her veins. It was a kiss that she would never forget.

Draco looked deep into her eyes as their lips parted, his expression one of pure love and adoration. "Will you be my girlfriend, Addison?" he asked, his voice trembling with emotion. She could feel the butterflies in her stomach do cartwheels at the mere possibility of saying yes. "Yes," she breathed, her eyes shining with unshed tears of happiness, "yes, Draco Malfoy. I will."

Without another word, he swept her up into his arms and carried her through the grass, their laughter filling the air. They stumbled across the lawn, their feet moving in perfect synchronicity, until they reached the entrance to her dormitory. The moment they stepped inside, the air seemed to thicken with desire, and it was all Addison could do not to pull him closer and kiss him senseless.