Their eyes met and the both laughed, still lying side by side in the snow, noses touching slightly. She rolled over and rested her chit on his chest, fiddling with the buttons on his coat, 'We should go back now' 'we should' he agreed, smirking 'It's getting late,' she added 'It is' he smirked, pulling her closer and stealing another kiss. She giggled and kissed him back. Trinity Finch is 16 and just starting at Hogwarts. Before long she finds her self falling (in every sense of the word) for Draco Malfoy. Can he really be as bad as they all say? this is my first story on this so go easy on me guys. also I would love if you could comment and tell me what you think. all constructive criticism welcome.
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