As a matter of Fact
Al was almost running through the corridors, searching for Eryn, trying to guess where she would be.
He was in the second floor, ready to ask the Grey Lady if she had seen her, when he saw a flash of wavy dirty blond hair moving through the walking students.
Taking a deep breath he hurried up to catch her.
She was walking alone, with her bag hanging from her shoulder, her gorgeous body leaning at the side as she was balancing the bag and the weight of the books she had folded in her smooth arms.
She was rushing through the crowd to the staircase, while he rushed too and reached her from behind and without thinking it more, he grabbed her waist, embracing her with both his arms, making her let out a gasp of astonishment which was followed by some mores of anger.
He lifted her a bit, dragging her at the nearest empty classroom with him, while she had by far overcame the shock, something that made her yell and hit her legs and hands to see who had forced her there.
"Calm down, sweetie. It's me."
Once she heard his low voice she got even more furious, frantically trying to escape him.
But Al was stronger, and he was already passing her through the door and closing it behind him, as she let her go, now sure that he could hold her in place. He had to admit she was faster than him in the ground.
She landed rapidly fully to her hills, and before he could even blink, she had her wand out, as her books hit the floor with a bang.
At the two seconds she hesitated to choose a spell, he had moved to her, with one hand pulling her waist close and another at her neck, and froze for a second, too.
He couldn't play so dirty. It wasn't fair for her. But she wouldn't listen. No, there was no other way. Plus, there was her scent tickling his nose, her cold skin in his hands, her golden hair between his fingers, her full cherry lips, slightly open. And he couldn't resist her.
He pulled her even closer roughly, leading his mouth to hers, kissing her passionately.
At first she froze under his sudden kiss, as it took her some lost heartbeats to respond, only to push him away in what seemed centuries, her eyes glistening with fury.
"Are you mad?" she asked, unable to find other words.
"What's into you people today? You all keep asking me the same thing." He said lightly, grinning.
"Albus Severus Potter! Are you mad?" her eyes were now wet, as she pointed each word, stepping threateningly towards him.
"Definitely. I'm mad for you." He replied and reached again for her waist, but before his hands touched her, she pushed them away angrily.
"Get your hands of me. You have no right to …" she paused, trying to find the appropriate words without revealing her lust and pain every time he touched her. "I can't understand how you can behave like this. And after what happened…I'm tired of giving you chances that you'll blow away, to try to make you understand me, something you won't do. Why should I forgive you now?"
"Cause I have some words that you die to hear." And he was still grinning.
"No, I don't want to hear anything from you Potter! I'm done with you." She glared him while she was taking furious steps towards him. "I have no patience for you, neither your crazy games. I wash my hands out of this and I-"
But she never finished her sentence as his lips captured hers in a frenzied deep kiss, his body closer to hers than ever, his hands all over her.
She stepped behind from the power of it, and he followed till she hit her desk with her hips, when he picked her up easily, picking her up easily, getting her in top of it, placing himself between her knees, as she gripped his head with both hands, never letting go of him.
She was the one pulling away, but he held her face in both hands, keeping it where it belonged, resting his forehead on hers, gasping for air.
"That means I don't have to say that I love you to forgive me?" he murmured.
It took only seconds for Eryn to realize what he had just said, and open her eyes immediately, pulling away with amazement, forcing him to look at her.
"Can I have a replay?" she asked, still socked, wondering if her ears had tricked her.
He kissed her again, and this kiss had nothing to be jealous of any other in the whole history of kisses.
She pulled away again. This was really starting to get on his nerves.
"This isn't what I meant." She managed, breathless.
"I love you Eryn. I love you. And I can keep on telling you as long as you ask me to." He locked his emerald green with hers, making her feel more dizzy. "And I know you have to love me too. I think I'm right to believe you have the same feelings. And I'm so sorry that I hurt you all the time, but I'm such an idiot some times. So I want someone to slap my head when I do or say something crapy. And I want you to be that person." Without hesitation, she took her hand from his waist and slapped him hardly.
"whoa! What was that for?" he complained, rubbing the sore spot.
"That was for yesterday, when you acted so selfishly!" she half frowned, but her smile was evident in both her voice and eyes.
"You mean the walk on the snow? No thank you, I don't wanna be an ice cube."
"I had spent so many hours preparing it, and the only thing that you thought about was the weather?" she pulled back, annoyed.
"You had what?" he asked in disbelief
"Prepared something. Did you think I fancied walking in zero Celcius?" she slapped him again.
"Hey! You've already punished me for that!"
"I don't think so, it was a big one." She almost laughed, but still annoyed.
"And how the hell did you expect me to know it?"
"I thought you heard me talk about it with Alexander through lunch. And I have great suspicious that he can't keep a secret."
"I haven't. You and your jumping conclusions." He shook his head with a smile.
She had blushed, facing the floor, more than embarrassed. "Sorry," she mumbled "I…Sorry…"
He took her hand and brought it to his mouth. "You stupid little princess." He murmured, touching his lips lightly at the inside of her palm, while he reached and lifted her chin, forcing her to look at him.
"Hey, hey, look at me." He said in a low voice when she didn't move an inch.
"C'mon Eryn. It doesn't matter. It's done now."
"No, it's not done. It's the zillionth time we have one of those stupid fights, and it's my fault."
"And all the others are my fault." Al nodded smiley and made her giggle.
"I'm being serious Potter. We've got to do something about it. It's starting to be ridiculous."
"I know, love. I know." He smiled again at the sound of the word. "Let's try not to react without thinking. Ok?" he said, kissing her palm again, getting even close to her. "And we're gonna share everything we think of each other. No secrets and misunderstandings in that way."
"And I'll find excuses to slap you." She giggled, leaning to him.
"You adored the slapping system, didn't you?" he raised an eyebrow and bent over, planning to place only a light kiss in her lips, but after that, she grabbed her hands around his neck and stilled him there.
"As I adore you." She said before pulling him in another deep kiss.
It was as strong as the last one, and it spoke volumes. Both of them were putting everything they had in it. Al's right hand which was resting on her knee rooted upwards, making it's way above the thick tights she was wearing, until it reached the hem of her short skirt and pulled it up.
When he realized where his hand was, he froze, but she whispered "I love you too, as a matter of fact." Their lips inches apart, like if she was giving him permission to touch her.
He looked into her eyes for an instant, and then he pulled her closer again, continuing, his hand gripping her thigh with passion.
And when she grabbed one leg around his, he couldn't resist a deep groan escaping his throat.
She smiled on his lips and then left them to attack his throat, sucking and kissing, while he titled it backwards to give her better access.
When she lifted her eyes, she found his nearly shut of pleasure, while they widened when she took his other hand and led it to her collarbone.
Placing it there, where her heart was ready to break its way out through her ribs, she whispered "See what you're doing to me?"
"Eryn" he simply said and pulled her to his fierce hug, kissing the top of her hair, smelling her hair. It was just a word, just a name. But it was said with so much intensity that made her shiver.
"I promise you, I'll try not to argue with you." he whispered.
"Thank you, sweetie. I think I can pay your effort up."
"In what way? He asked back, innocently unaware.
"I can think a few." She pointed out, raising from his chest, only to grip his shirt and pull herself at the edge of the desk, her chest forceful against his, now her both legs grabbed around his thighs.
He gasped and kissed her again, holding her waist, but she had other plans. Taking his hand, she leaded it to her chest, making it cup her breast, as her other hand had managed to get under his shirt and now it was wondering on his warm muscular stomach.
"Merlin, Eryn!" he groaned again, as he caressed her, and making her shift even more on the edge, wanting to have him as nearest as possible.
He broke their kiss to look at her with a great difficulty.
"Are you sure about this? Are you comfortable?" there was concerned in his voice, but you could tell the excitement hidden behind it, something both his flushed face and gleaming eyes were agreed on.
"I'm sure Al." she almost whispered. "I'm not telling you to shag me or anything. I just want to feel you touching me. That's all." She declared.
"Your wish my command!" he managed before attacking her again, thinking that as a matter of fact, Scorp was right.
A/N: That was it folks! I hope you enjoyed yourselves…Thank you so much for the hits, but plz, try to leave a review…It's only matter of half a minute…And it means a lot to me…Besitos…