**Written for Camp Potter: Obstacle Course, week 1**

A.N - Rated M just in case.

Silky Touches

When you first see her, you are astounded by her beauty. You're young, however, and naïve. You use her to your advantage and throw her aside when you can find no personal gain from her usage.

She stands by you though.

Over time, you begin to see something in her that you somehow missed before: her shimmering quality leaves you spellbound, her satin touch makes you want to run your hands over her time and time again.

You regret not spending more time with her beforehand; how could you not see that she was made for you?

Soon you come to rely on her. She is a shield against anything hurtful that comes your way, she hides all of your insecurities and imperfections. She allows you to feel confident as you wander through the school with her arms draped around you.

You want to take things further with her, but you're not sure if she feels similarly. Every time you start to undress, she slips away and hides. You try to leave her be, but you soon come crawling back, desperate for her silky touch once again.

Then, one day, she relents. Your shirt comes off and she stays there, on the bed, just waiting for your initial actions. Your trousers soon follow and still, she doesn't move - she's stopped dead by the anticipation. She seems to be calling you.

Harry

You can't stand to wait longer, one leap and you're upon her and oh, the touch is all you imagined and so much more. Words cannot describe your emotions when your limbs become entangled: it's so raw, so new to the both of you that you moan in delight.

You writhe around, revelling in her every touch and caress. Her limbs are everywhere: your chest, your face, your groin. She responds to your every stroke, becoming more and more slippery as your sweat moistens her. You become increasingly incoherent, completely lost in everything about her: her scent, her feel, her taste... until suddenly you can't last much longer. You scream one final pleasurable moan and fall limp on top of her. She just lets you lie there in her hot embrace.

You lie there for an indeterminate amount of time, you're extremely content, completely enveloped in the folds of your invisibility cloak.