Title: Fly
Characters: Ginny/Viktor
Prompt: It's never too rainy for this at
Harry Potter Uncanon Drabble-A-ThonWord Count: 183
"The forecast is grim. It is not safe in the sky today." Viktor slung his broom over his shoulder as if he expected her to call off the rematch. If it was bad, she knew he wouldn't have shown up with his gear on. This was a test for her. One she knew she could pass easily.
Ginny shook her head. "I love flying in the rain. Are you afraid to get that pretty hairdo wet?" She laughed when he unconsciously put a hand up to touch his hair. It was a struggle not to sound petulant. "You promised you'd fly with me. It's never too rainy for this."
His eyes glittered with lust. The flying was just a prelude to the release they would find afterwards, the grass of the pitch better than any bed they might find. As a couple, they didn't make much sense anywhere but here, where their passions were equal and fierce.
"Come, Iskra." Spark. Flame. She burned for him whenever he called her that and he knew exactly how it affected her. "Let us fly."