Harry Potter Fanfiction: Love Is In The Air!

mr. weasly licked his lips and ran his hands over her smooth curves. she was beautiful. he had desired her for months, but he couldn´t allow himself near her. but now she was his and only his. he wouldn´t share her with anybody. she was his prize. eyes shining with passion, he watched the dance of shadows on her body, on the wonderful curves, on- ,,arthur!", sounded the voice of his wife from the garden, breaking his dream-like haze. ,,stop fondling this motorbike-thing and come up! Dinner is ready!"