All that counts
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"You can't imagine how much I desire you", he whispered, his lips gently brushing against mine before he took a step backwards, his hands still laying on my shoulders.
"Then why do you stop?", I asked, my voice no more than a whisper as well.
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A little Oneshot that plays after the battle of Hogwarts.
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