KMC Forums - Fate Will Bring Us Together

Everyone but the Slytherins smirked.

By the end of the lesson, you had a very cute field mouse looking up at you. It looked a lot better than the ugly Bowtruckle that had been hurling wood at you just ten minutes before. That was definitely going to leave a mark.

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Music blasted from your dormitory at seven that evening, and you and Hannah were choreographing a dance to "I Believe" by Yolanda Adams - a very good muggle song. You were just doing whatever came to you, tossing your head, blowing kisses, etc.

"How you're such a good dancer?" Hannah asked, brushing blond feathers out of her eyes.

"I'm a natural!" you laughed, striking a pose.

"Ha ha." Hannah said, poking her tongue out at you, but she started laughing a bit.

You flicked your wand in the air, and the music changed to some fast, childish track.

"Come on, Han, put your hands in the air like you just don't care!" you laughed, cocking your head to one side and demonstrating.

You were jumping up and down screaming and laughing at each other when Harry - of all people - walked in.

"Ahem. Is this the local nut house or your dorm?" he grinned.

"Both!" you and Hannah screamed.

"Well, I had better take you away, then," he said, walking over to you.

"Harry, stop trying to be sexy, you are failing miserably. Besides, that's my job."

"Oh, yeah, ba-"

His voice was kind of muffled after that. Well, how can someone speak when his girlfriend has her mouth against his?

"God, get a room," Hannah rolled her eyes, smiling.

"You're just jealous," you smiled sweetly, resting your head against Harry's neck, "because you don't have a boyfriend."

"Oh, yeah? Well, I'll just leave you two in peace." Hannah walked out, smiling secretly to herself.

"Hannah's single?" Harry asked, his eyebrows raised.

"Yeah, and don't you go getting any big ideas," you laughed.

"Would I?" he asked, all innocent. Before you could answer, he kissed you sweetly. You...melted. There is no other word for it. You just melted underneath his chocolate-tasting lips, his slightly sweaty smell, which was mostly covered by deodorant, and he smelled so nice, really clean, like soap, and you just melted, leaning against him, but still doing half the work, of course, but you just melted, melted, yes, leaning close, kissing, deeper, more roughly, tracing his perfect teeth with your tongue, his tracing your lips, and you just stayed like that for a long time, kissing, hugging, melting, your tongues dodging each other playfully, him running his fingers through your red river of hair, you with your arms wrapped round his neck, melting, forming together as one, kissing, hugging, until your tongues finally touched...you sighed. It felt great, and, and, you just loved him so much, you kissed him more, harder, he did the same...he gently pulled away, and led kisses down your neck, slowly, softly, just slightly pulling at the skin, until he reached the neckline of your shirt...he kissed the edge of the lining and kissed up the other side of your neck, and laid a big kiss under your earlobe...you pulled him back to your lips, and took full charge. You plucked at his lips with your teeth, nibbling them, licking them, kissing them...you both pulled away and just stayed together on your bed, which you had wandered over to, your arms around each other, tight, and you both felt like if you stayed there nothing could happen to you, and you wanted to stay there forever, always with him...

"Come on," he whispered, "Hannah's downstairs, she'll want to talk to you."

"'Kay." you whispered back. You got up and walked across the room, and blew him a kiss just before you shut the door.

"Love you."

"Love you more."

You smiled, and shut the door, feeling so, so happy.