**First story, I really hope you guys like it...There is some pretty mature stuff in here, so...Proceed with caution.**
Three weeks ago...
I checked the common room one last time to make sure it was empty before scurrying up the Gryffindor boys staircase. My bare feet made a loud slapping sound on the ice, cold marble. I stopped at the plain, wooded door marked fifth years. I smoothed my hair down before knocking gently. It was opened almost immediately and I giggled to myself, the giggle caught in my throat.
Harry stood there is just pajama bottoms, his hair glistening from his recent shower. I felt my breath catch in my throat, as I marveled at his perfect body. I slowly pressed against him, catching his lips in mine. I felt his breathing hitched as I ran my hands up and down his naked back. Goosebumps covered his skin, and I felt something press against my stomach. I was pretty sure I knew what it was. He gently pulled me into his room and shut the door, leading us to his bed...
I sat down, suddenly shy. He noticed my hesitation, and immediately sat next to me.
"Are you sure?" He asked me tenderly, stroking my shoulder lovingly.
"Yes, " I told him as I slowly undid the first button on my blouse.
**Hey I am looking for a beta so anyone interested? Review and I will get a nice, long chapter out soon!**