Taste

Warning: Slash.

Disclaimer: I don't own own Harry Potter

Pairing: Blaise/Harry

Word Count: 175 (only actual Drabble)

One Drabble a Day Challenge, Date: Saturday, September 26th, 2009

Taste

Harry. The name alone made me warm in a sickeningly-sweet, cheesy way. Sometimes I wished I had never fallen for him: my life always seemed so much more complicated ever since our relationship bloomed to that of ignoring each other to dating and then engagement.

And then he would kiss me, or I would kiss him, and I would forget why I would want to be anywhere but there, with him in my arms and with his lips on mine and his perfect taste on my tongue.

He tasted of sweet, warm honeydew and something I couldn't identify but loved. Something I'm sure, now that I've tasted him, that I could not live without tasting again.

So, whenever these thoughts come to me, whenever I begin to ask myself why, I always kiss him so I can sample the perfect taste that had been pulled like a mouth to a flame to the man that would become my husband in less then a week.

And then I'd fall all over again.

For Harry James Potter.