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Distorted Stand
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Ginny
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Adult ++
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Ginny
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
5,512
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Where We Stand
Prologue
Where we Stand
Disclaimer: No profit is made, plot belongs to me. All characters, terms, and scenarios owned by J.K. Rowling and/or Warner Bros. belong to them. Not me.
Her heart stops beating as she registers the cold space behind her. Her left arm reaches behind her, blindly groping the sheets. Fingers brushing against the smooth, grainy texture of expensive parchment her hand curls around it. Her damp cheek still resting on the silken pillow case, lying there her legs tightly pressed against her aching body, her right arm pushed against the bed as it covers her eyes, and her left still clutching the letter.
More salty tears slide down her flushed face, sliding between her swollen lips. Squeezing her eyes shut images flash before her eyes, two sweaty bodies holding onto each other, breathing, touching, reaching, giving.
Forgetting.
Stretching she gets out of bed, her hand still fisted around the letter, willing herself to throw it away she opens it, to be greeted with an all too familiar, script.
Alexia,
Thank you for a most pleasant evening.
We will not be meeting again.
-D. Malfoy
Softly smiling, she folds the parchment and reaches for her torn shirt. “Reparo,” she mutters.
* * *
Face pressed against the cool tiled wall of his bathroom, Draco Malfoy sighs and gets changed for another day.
A/N Looking for a beta. R&R please.
Where we Stand
Disclaimer: No profit is made, plot belongs to me. All characters, terms, and scenarios owned by J.K. Rowling and/or Warner Bros. belong to them. Not me.
Her heart stops beating as she registers the cold space behind her. Her left arm reaches behind her, blindly groping the sheets. Fingers brushing against the smooth, grainy texture of expensive parchment her hand curls around it. Her damp cheek still resting on the silken pillow case, lying there her legs tightly pressed against her aching body, her right arm pushed against the bed as it covers her eyes, and her left still clutching the letter.
More salty tears slide down her flushed face, sliding between her swollen lips. Squeezing her eyes shut images flash before her eyes, two sweaty bodies holding onto each other, breathing, touching, reaching, giving.
Forgetting.
Stretching she gets out of bed, her hand still fisted around the letter, willing herself to throw it away she opens it, to be greeted with an all too familiar, script.
Alexia,
Thank you for a most pleasant evening.
We will not be meeting again.
-D. Malfoy
Softly smiling, she folds the parchment and reaches for her torn shirt. “Reparo,” she mutters.
* * *
Face pressed against the cool tiled wall of his bathroom, Draco Malfoy sighs and gets changed for another day.
A/N Looking for a beta. R&R please.