Hey all! Last night, I watched the second HP movie, and I had sudden urge
to write this. It might be a little smutty. But I like it! Read, please. If
you have a question, just review and I'll answer it in the next chapter I
write. Peace.
Ignition
Chapter 1. Harry and Tomolay
Tomolay walked down into the Dungeons. It was 7:30 and the sun had just set. She was going to have detention for getting into a fight with Harry Potter. She knew she should have gotten into more trouble than just a detention, but she didn't care. Tomolay listened to the sound of her boots click down the hallways, but another sound caught her ear. She stopped in her tracks and turned around. Harry was walking down the hall after her. He walked up to her and stopped in front of her. Harry was easily five inches taller than Tomolay, but she still didn't care. "Riddle," Harry said. "Potter," Tomolay replied. She smirked at him, turned on her heel and walked down the hall again. Harry looked after her and shook his head. He then started walking after her again.
Tomolay stopped in front of the door of the potions lab and pushed it open. She stopped in the doorway and Harry bumped into her. She didn't notice he was so close behind her. She looked over her shoulder at him and saw that her face was only an inch from his. She looked into his eyes and he looked back into hers. "Watch where you're going Potter," she whispered to him. She turned her head and walked into the classroom. Snape looked up from his book as the two of them walked into the classroom. He stood up and pointed at a pile of around 50 cauldrons. "I will leave you two alone. I need my rest. You better be out of here by 2 o'clock at the latest," he said. He waved his wand and Tomolay and Harry's wands flew into a black electric bubble. "When you are finished, the bubble will disappear and you will get your wands back. Good evening," he swept pass them and closed and locked the door behind him.
"Great," Tomolay started," there goes my chance on hexing you, Potter. What a major bummer." She smirked and walked over to Snape's desk. She took off her cloak to reveal her school skirt that went to the middle of her thighs and only her button up white blouse. Her boots went knee high and her black hair fell elegantly onto the small of her back. She plopped down into the desk chair and looked at Harry. Harry's head was spinning. Tomolay never wore the girls uniform. She wore the boys uniform, even the shoes! But now, she was wearing something that would have every guy in the school at her feet. "Well Potter. We will start when you stop oogling my goodies," Tomolay smirked at her comment.
She stood up and walked over to the pile of cauldrons, her back to him. She lifted her arms, which made her skirt show part of her black thong, and she grabbed a cauldron from the top of the pile. She put the cauldron onto a table and walked to the supply closet. She opened the door and bent over, revealing more of her ass, and grabbed the cleaning supplies. She stood up and turned around to see Harry staring at her. "What? Aren't you going to help, Potter, or will I have to kick your ass to help me?" Tomolay asked him. He took off his cloak, showing his white shirt and pants. Tomolay's eyes went a little wide. You could see his muscles through his shirt and his hair added the perfect touch. He looked positively. . . well, sexy! Tomolay grabbed the stuff and walked passed Harry to her desk with the cauldron that she was going to clean. She threw a rag at Harry as she passed and walked to her desk.
After five hours, only fifty of fifty one cauldrons were done. "We need to work faster Potter. I am really getting tired of not being able to beat the hell out of you," Tomolay said as she bent down to dip her rag into the bucket of water. When she stood back up, she bumped into something, and someone's arm snaked around her tiny waist and grabbed the rag out of her hand. He backed up and turned around. Tomolay turned around and walked up behind him, trying to grab the rag from him. "Give it to me Potter, before I hurt you. Really bad," Tomolay threatened him. He turned around and started to back her up against the wall. When he got there, his body was firmly against hers. She looked up into his eyes and he looked into hers. "Get away from me, scar head. I don't want you near me," Tomolay said, pushing her body up against his, trying to get him off of her. But he wasn't having it. He only pushed his body harder against hers and she finally was against the wall, firmer than ever.
Tomolay was mad, and Harry was just going to push every last button. Harry, on the other hand, just wanted more of her. Of course, she was Lady Voldemort, but he knew she wasn't like her father. Well, not completely. He looked at her face. She was so beautiful to him. She had the cutest face and her lavender eyes made her look mystifying and mysterious. He looked at how her face had a small tinge of pink on her cheeks and how cute her nose was. His eyes skimmed over her long eyelashes and her ears. Then his eyes rested on her lips. They were full and soft, and extremely pink. He just wanted to kiss her and get it over with, but he didn't. Instead he put his hands on her hips and lifted her up and rested her on his knee that was resting on the wall, letting it go between her legs.
Tomolay was extremely confused. Was he doing what she thought he was doing? Tomolay was having a hard time concentrating because the way he touched her made her want to do things such as fuck him senseless. But she quickly wiped her head of those thoughts. "What are you doing, Potter?" she asked him. He just smirked at her. If Tomolay had been standing up, she would have collapsed when he did that. Then, his lips collided with hers and Tomolay's world went spinning out of orbit. Then it exploded. He, Harry Potter, was kissing her, Tomolay Voma Riddle. Tomolay didn't know what to do. So, she did what her head told her to do. 'Kiss him back! You know you want to do it!' came her little voice. Tomolay wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back. Their tongues were fighting inside each others mouths and Tomolay squealed when she felt his erection poking her inner thigh.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and Tomolay wrapped her legs around his waist. He took her from the wall and set her on one of the larger desks. They broke apart and Tomolay started undoing his shirt. When all of the buttons were done she pulled it off of him and put her lips to his again. She felt his arms wrap around the top hem of her shirt and he pulled. Buttons went flying every where and Tomolay squealed against his lips. He smiled against her lips and Tomolay worked quickly on his pants. She undid his belt, their lips never leaving each other's, and threw it across the room. Harry took her shirt off and threw it to the floor next to his. He looked at her chest. It was rather large and covered in a sheer black bra. He unsnapped it and took it off of her and threw it also.
He took one of her nipples into his mouth. Tomolay moaned and her head fell back. He bit down lightly onto it and Tomolay dug her nails into his back. Her nails sent electric shocks threw his whole body. He took her nipple out of his mouth and blew onto it. She moaned again and he smiled. He looked up at her and she looked into his eyes. Tomolay unzipped her boots and took them off. He took off his shoes and Tomolay got off of the desk and started to unzip his pants and slid them down, very slow. To Harry, agonizingly slow. He stepped out of them and she threw them next to the pile of clothes. He grabbed her waist and lifted her up onto the desk. She giggled as he set her down and he started to remove her skirt. When it was off, he threw it and saw that she was only wearing her black thong. He stared at the goddess in front of him and looked over her perfect body. He wrapped his fingers over the side strings of her thong and pulled it off of her. He discarded it and put his lips onto hers.
She kissed him back with fiery passion. She stood up, their lips still locked, and wrapped her thin fingers around the band of his skull print, satin boxers. She went down onto her knees and tossed her hair. She pulled down his boxers and discarded them. She stood up slowly and faced him. She never thought, ever, that she would do this with him. Never. But there was no turning back. She wanted to do this, and by the looks of it, it would be a lot more fun than she would have thought.
He picked her up and got onto the large table. He laid her down onto the surface and he kissed her. He didn't think this would ever happen. And here they were, about to do the thing he had wanted to do with her ever since he first saw her. "Ready?" he asked. She nodded. Harry forced himself into her. Her back arched and her head fell backwards. Pain flashed over her face then a look of pure passion filled her eyes. He was afraid that he had hurt her badly, but she relaxed and Harry started to move in and out of her with fast, thrusting motions.
Tomolay intertwined her hands with his as he entered her, quicker and quicker each time. The world seemed to melt around them, and all they could think about was how good it felt to do be doing it with one another. He was thrusting into her, harder and harder. She was on the verge of climaxing and he was too. "Harry! Don't stop!" she screamed. He didn't plan on it, either. He put their hands over her head and kissed her, not stopping his thrusting motion. She let out a loud groan at the same time Harry did. They had both come at the same time. Harry fell on top of her and he rested his head on her chest. Tomolay relaxed and sighed. She was surprised that they had even touched each other, let alone had sex. Tomolay started to stoke his hair and he wrapped his arms around her waist and they sighed in unison.
"That," Tomolay started," I didn't expect." Harry laughed and looked her in the eyes. "It was good though, right?" Harry asked her, their eyes never wavering from one another's. Tomolay smiled and nodded a yes. "I just hope my dad doesn't find out," Tomolay sighed. Harry rested his head on her chest again and she continued to stroke his black hair. "He won't," Harry murmured.
A/N: O.K. First chapter is done! I hope you like it! Next Chapter: Hermione and Draco. YAY!! Woopy! Then there will be Ron and Cho. I might have a Ginny one too. Tell me who she should be with other than Colin Creevy! Please! Maybe Snape could do it. . . NVM! Lol. Just tell me. I'm outy. Bye!
Signing out. This is Diana. By ya'll!
Ignition
Chapter 1. Harry and Tomolay
Tomolay walked down into the Dungeons. It was 7:30 and the sun had just set. She was going to have detention for getting into a fight with Harry Potter. She knew she should have gotten into more trouble than just a detention, but she didn't care. Tomolay listened to the sound of her boots click down the hallways, but another sound caught her ear. She stopped in her tracks and turned around. Harry was walking down the hall after her. He walked up to her and stopped in front of her. Harry was easily five inches taller than Tomolay, but she still didn't care. "Riddle," Harry said. "Potter," Tomolay replied. She smirked at him, turned on her heel and walked down the hall again. Harry looked after her and shook his head. He then started walking after her again.
Tomolay stopped in front of the door of the potions lab and pushed it open. She stopped in the doorway and Harry bumped into her. She didn't notice he was so close behind her. She looked over her shoulder at him and saw that her face was only an inch from his. She looked into his eyes and he looked back into hers. "Watch where you're going Potter," she whispered to him. She turned her head and walked into the classroom. Snape looked up from his book as the two of them walked into the classroom. He stood up and pointed at a pile of around 50 cauldrons. "I will leave you two alone. I need my rest. You better be out of here by 2 o'clock at the latest," he said. He waved his wand and Tomolay and Harry's wands flew into a black electric bubble. "When you are finished, the bubble will disappear and you will get your wands back. Good evening," he swept pass them and closed and locked the door behind him.
"Great," Tomolay started," there goes my chance on hexing you, Potter. What a major bummer." She smirked and walked over to Snape's desk. She took off her cloak to reveal her school skirt that went to the middle of her thighs and only her button up white blouse. Her boots went knee high and her black hair fell elegantly onto the small of her back. She plopped down into the desk chair and looked at Harry. Harry's head was spinning. Tomolay never wore the girls uniform. She wore the boys uniform, even the shoes! But now, she was wearing something that would have every guy in the school at her feet. "Well Potter. We will start when you stop oogling my goodies," Tomolay smirked at her comment.
She stood up and walked over to the pile of cauldrons, her back to him. She lifted her arms, which made her skirt show part of her black thong, and she grabbed a cauldron from the top of the pile. She put the cauldron onto a table and walked to the supply closet. She opened the door and bent over, revealing more of her ass, and grabbed the cleaning supplies. She stood up and turned around to see Harry staring at her. "What? Aren't you going to help, Potter, or will I have to kick your ass to help me?" Tomolay asked him. He took off his cloak, showing his white shirt and pants. Tomolay's eyes went a little wide. You could see his muscles through his shirt and his hair added the perfect touch. He looked positively. . . well, sexy! Tomolay grabbed the stuff and walked passed Harry to her desk with the cauldron that she was going to clean. She threw a rag at Harry as she passed and walked to her desk.
After five hours, only fifty of fifty one cauldrons were done. "We need to work faster Potter. I am really getting tired of not being able to beat the hell out of you," Tomolay said as she bent down to dip her rag into the bucket of water. When she stood back up, she bumped into something, and someone's arm snaked around her tiny waist and grabbed the rag out of her hand. He backed up and turned around. Tomolay turned around and walked up behind him, trying to grab the rag from him. "Give it to me Potter, before I hurt you. Really bad," Tomolay threatened him. He turned around and started to back her up against the wall. When he got there, his body was firmly against hers. She looked up into his eyes and he looked into hers. "Get away from me, scar head. I don't want you near me," Tomolay said, pushing her body up against his, trying to get him off of her. But he wasn't having it. He only pushed his body harder against hers and she finally was against the wall, firmer than ever.
Tomolay was mad, and Harry was just going to push every last button. Harry, on the other hand, just wanted more of her. Of course, she was Lady Voldemort, but he knew she wasn't like her father. Well, not completely. He looked at her face. She was so beautiful to him. She had the cutest face and her lavender eyes made her look mystifying and mysterious. He looked at how her face had a small tinge of pink on her cheeks and how cute her nose was. His eyes skimmed over her long eyelashes and her ears. Then his eyes rested on her lips. They were full and soft, and extremely pink. He just wanted to kiss her and get it over with, but he didn't. Instead he put his hands on her hips and lifted her up and rested her on his knee that was resting on the wall, letting it go between her legs.
Tomolay was extremely confused. Was he doing what she thought he was doing? Tomolay was having a hard time concentrating because the way he touched her made her want to do things such as fuck him senseless. But she quickly wiped her head of those thoughts. "What are you doing, Potter?" she asked him. He just smirked at her. If Tomolay had been standing up, she would have collapsed when he did that. Then, his lips collided with hers and Tomolay's world went spinning out of orbit. Then it exploded. He, Harry Potter, was kissing her, Tomolay Voma Riddle. Tomolay didn't know what to do. So, she did what her head told her to do. 'Kiss him back! You know you want to do it!' came her little voice. Tomolay wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back. Their tongues were fighting inside each others mouths and Tomolay squealed when she felt his erection poking her inner thigh.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and Tomolay wrapped her legs around his waist. He took her from the wall and set her on one of the larger desks. They broke apart and Tomolay started undoing his shirt. When all of the buttons were done she pulled it off of him and put her lips to his again. She felt his arms wrap around the top hem of her shirt and he pulled. Buttons went flying every where and Tomolay squealed against his lips. He smiled against her lips and Tomolay worked quickly on his pants. She undid his belt, their lips never leaving each other's, and threw it across the room. Harry took her shirt off and threw it to the floor next to his. He looked at her chest. It was rather large and covered in a sheer black bra. He unsnapped it and took it off of her and threw it also.
He took one of her nipples into his mouth. Tomolay moaned and her head fell back. He bit down lightly onto it and Tomolay dug her nails into his back. Her nails sent electric shocks threw his whole body. He took her nipple out of his mouth and blew onto it. She moaned again and he smiled. He looked up at her and she looked into his eyes. Tomolay unzipped her boots and took them off. He took off his shoes and Tomolay got off of the desk and started to unzip his pants and slid them down, very slow. To Harry, agonizingly slow. He stepped out of them and she threw them next to the pile of clothes. He grabbed her waist and lifted her up onto the desk. She giggled as he set her down and he started to remove her skirt. When it was off, he threw it and saw that she was only wearing her black thong. He stared at the goddess in front of him and looked over her perfect body. He wrapped his fingers over the side strings of her thong and pulled it off of her. He discarded it and put his lips onto hers.
She kissed him back with fiery passion. She stood up, their lips still locked, and wrapped her thin fingers around the band of his skull print, satin boxers. She went down onto her knees and tossed her hair. She pulled down his boxers and discarded them. She stood up slowly and faced him. She never thought, ever, that she would do this with him. Never. But there was no turning back. She wanted to do this, and by the looks of it, it would be a lot more fun than she would have thought.
He picked her up and got onto the large table. He laid her down onto the surface and he kissed her. He didn't think this would ever happen. And here they were, about to do the thing he had wanted to do with her ever since he first saw her. "Ready?" he asked. She nodded. Harry forced himself into her. Her back arched and her head fell backwards. Pain flashed over her face then a look of pure passion filled her eyes. He was afraid that he had hurt her badly, but she relaxed and Harry started to move in and out of her with fast, thrusting motions.
Tomolay intertwined her hands with his as he entered her, quicker and quicker each time. The world seemed to melt around them, and all they could think about was how good it felt to do be doing it with one another. He was thrusting into her, harder and harder. She was on the verge of climaxing and he was too. "Harry! Don't stop!" she screamed. He didn't plan on it, either. He put their hands over her head and kissed her, not stopping his thrusting motion. She let out a loud groan at the same time Harry did. They had both come at the same time. Harry fell on top of her and he rested his head on her chest. Tomolay relaxed and sighed. She was surprised that they had even touched each other, let alone had sex. Tomolay started to stoke his hair and he wrapped his arms around her waist and they sighed in unison.
"That," Tomolay started," I didn't expect." Harry laughed and looked her in the eyes. "It was good though, right?" Harry asked her, their eyes never wavering from one another's. Tomolay smiled and nodded a yes. "I just hope my dad doesn't find out," Tomolay sighed. Harry rested his head on her chest again and she continued to stroke his black hair. "He won't," Harry murmured.
A/N: O.K. First chapter is done! I hope you like it! Next Chapter: Hermione and Draco. YAY!! Woopy! Then there will be Ron and Cho. I might have a Ginny one too. Tell me who she should be with other than Colin Creevy! Please! Maybe Snape could do it. . . NVM! Lol. Just tell me. I'm outy. Bye!
Signing out. This is Diana. By ya'll!