With Love

Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling not me.

Author's Note: This is a story I wrote over two years ago. Then my computer crashed and it was lost. So, I'm trying to remember what it was about.

Date Finished: March 2008

Rewrite Finished: October 18, 2010

He allowed her to push him back onto the bed. He let her kiss him. It felt so good.

She ran his hands over his chest. She kissed him all over.

He looked at her in a loving way. He had eyes for soul.

She winked a flirty wink at him. At checked him out with her brilliant blue eyes.

He ran his hands through her blond hair. He kissed her back like he was going to die.

She held him like it was the last thing she was going to do. It was the only thing she wanted.

He looked at her. "Are you sure?" he asked.

She nodded. "I've never been more sure of something than this."

He smiled. "That didn't come out as planned."

"Kiss me," she whispered.

He smiled. "That I can do."

"I know you can," she said in a husky voice.

She buttoned his shirt and ran her hands over his bare chest. She kissed his sweet smelling next.

He groped her and gently kissed her.

She was the roughest. He was the gentlest.

He minded his manners. She fought dirty.

"You're being very evil," he whispered.

"You disserve it," she hissed.

"What did I do?" he inquired.


With love, they looked at each other.

With love, they had exchanged their vows three years ago.

With love, they united themselves forever.

With love, they were expecting their first child.