How can I comprehend it? How can I grasp the fact that when Draco touches my lips... it's so peaceful... so serene. I'm not afraid of what I've done, and I'm certainly not ashamed of him, even though he's done terrible things. But when we kiss, I don't even think of how I'm not disappointed. When we kiss...
I just soar.
What happens when Libelle Wilkinson is dared to fall in love with Malfoy, but she felt the spark with someone else. Will that someone else be the love of her life or will Draco find a way into her complicated heart?
Draco wrapped his arms tight around my waist. He leaned in close to my ear. I could feel his breathe upon my neck. He whispered quietly in my ear "Kiss Me" I hesitated and pulled away, but his grip was to strong he pulled me back this time are faces only centimeters apart. "I thought you never said no"
But is it really Malfoy she loves? Or a certain Gryffindor boy??
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Disclaimer:
I do not own any of J.K Rowling's characters I use in this story. I also do not own anything in "Harry Potter" that I may mention in the story.