Chapter 1: Sweet Nothings
Disclaimer: I am the author of Harry Potter… J.K. Rowling on the floor laughing, no we're not. By the way its two girls writing this amazing story. R&R!
Harry sat inside the windowsill, on a dark snowy night in the Gryffindor tower, as he stared at the full moon above him. Far away he hears the howling of a wolf, realizing it comes from the shrieking shack he becomes instantly curious. Recalling that the Weasley twins had told him of the secret entrance to the shrieking shack he decides to investigate. The only problem is the entrance is in the whomping willow. Conflicted he decides not to wake up his boyfriend, Ron. It's just too dangerous, and if anything happens to him he would die inside. He grabbed his wand, the Marauders map, and pulled on his invisibility cloak as he descended the staircase of the tower.
On his way to the whomping willow his mind is flooded with thoughts of the night before.
Harry, being ever the gentleman inquires "Is this okay?" Leaning ever closer to Ron.
Ron swallows nervously and slowly leans into a kiss as a conformation.
Harry immediately kisses back passionately.
Their bodies press lightly against each others.
Ron taking the initiative lightly nipped on Harry's top lip, forcing him to moan in ecstasy.
Harry, unable to stop himself, got hard. They stared at each other shyly. Their passionate eye sex was interrupted, though when they realized that their roommate, Dean had been watching all along. Dean coughed, making Harry and Ron look up and blush profusely.
"So you guys are dating now?" He asked embarrassed.
Ron takes Harry's hand and kisses his nose and replies "How's that for an answer?"
Under his breath Dean muttered "I always knew they were bent."