"What's your favourite colour?" Ginny asked, when their panting had subsided.
After Draco stepped out of the locker, he'd taken Ginny's hand and led her outside to a small wood near the Quidditch pitch. Despite being on school grounds, the Hogwarts towers were no where to be seen, covered with the Earth's fingers stretching their leaves towards the moon. Before Draco turn and ask Ginny what she thought of his secret refuge, Ginny was completely naked. Draco quickly lost his track of thoughts as he followed suit.
A delicate stone arch shadowed their faces as they laid on the soft grass, Draco naked, Ginny covered with Draco's robe.
He turned to her, raising an eyebrow. "Why?"
"Because," Ginny replied, turning to face the starry sky. "I want to know. I don't know little things about you, and I don't like that."
Humouring her, Draco replied, "dark green. What's yours?"
"Burgundy." she said with a smirk.
"Figures," Draco snorted, and soon, Ginny was laughing with him.
They rolled around on the grass, a beautifully tangled mess of platinum, red, green, burguny, silver, gold, ice and fire.
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Fire and Ice
FanfictionA Draco and Ginny fanfiction. Two seperate lives. Two rival families. A shard of ice, a spark of fire. A forbidden love. A secret which could potentially break the two most prestigious, powerful wizarding families in half.
