Okay, So before you read. BEWARE: sex scene coming up...sooooo yea.
Amelia and Harry sat there for a long while, practically the whole night, watching the rain fall on the window. the lights were off so the streaks on the glass reflected into her room and on her and Harry's faces.
"Milly," Harry said, "What I said earlier..."
"What'd you say earlier?" She asked, the answer slipping her mind.
"About the sex." He said, looking at her from behind his round glasses. Amelia loved his glasses, to her they were god damned sexy.
"Ah, the sex." She nodded, "What of it?"
Harry was silent, not knowing how to respond.
"Wait, you want to? Right now?" She asked, she glanced at her clock. It was 2 in the morning. Harry nodded slightly. The way he looked, it was so shy, and so innocent. So vulnerable...
It turned Amelia on instantly. And somehow Harry sensed it, so he jumped for the kill.
He began kissing her furiously, and Amelia kissed back. He picked her up and plopped her on the large bed next to her window. Amelia ripped off his shirt as their kissing intensified. Harry copied her movement and tore off her spaghetti strap to reveal her bare breasts. He put a hand gently to them as something more came into the moment. He carefully shuffled down her gym shorts and panties so she was completely naked, as was he.
She saw a slight bit of nervousness fill his emerald eyes. "Harry, if you don't want to do this..." Amelia started, Harry put a finger to her lips to silence her.
"No, I want to, as long as its fine with you." He said, the weight of his body, not crushing Amelia, but making her feel safe and secure. Amelia nodded as he slid into her. He shuddered and Amelia arched her back in pleasure. He had to be at least eight and a half inches, if not more.
"Damn, Harry, you certainly have quite a package." Amelia said, a certain huskiness in her voice that ignited the fire in Harry's veins. He began to rock back and forth slowly, breathing heavy and trembling. Amelia moved with him and sighed several times in delight. Harry's speed slowly increased until the bed was pounding against the wall.
"Harry James Potter! Your going to wake my mums!" Amelia moaned, Harry smiled crookedly, his hair flattened to his forehead with sweat.
"Oh, I'm sorry Marcelline Amelia Brynne Grassano!" He said her full name, emphasizing each syllable greatly. Her awful, long, Italian name. Amelia ceased their enjoyment and glared at him.
'Don't you ever use my full name again. Especially during sex." Amelia growled through gritted teeth. She didn't know why her mums gave her so many names at once, but as soon as she was able to talk, she demanded to be called Amelia.
Harry grinned. "You'll forgive me." And he commenced the sex that had already been going on for an hour, but he was much more rough this time.
"Harry..." Amelia moaned. Harry picked her up and pressed her against the wall, planting hot kisses up her collarbone and neck. Amelia shook with pleasure all over, about to climax. I had no idea he'd be this good. She thought to herself as they reached the hight of the night at the same time. A warm liquid shot into her, causing her to cum more on Harry. He moaned approvingly.
He carried her back to the bed, still inside her, and lay down. They were both gasping for air.
"Wow." Harry finally said, Amelia smiled.
"Yea, wow." She said, "I'm impressed Harry. Out of the two times I've had sex, that was by far the best." Harry smiled.
"Not to shabby for my first time, huh?" He said, rolling on his back and pulling the red and black quilt over the two naked teens.
"Happy birthday, Harry." Amelia smiled. Harry put his arms around Amelia and kissed her forehead. She could've sworn she heard him mutter "I love you", but she didn't think much of it as she drifted into a blissful sleep.
"Marcelline Amelia Brynne Grassano!" Oksana screamed. Amelia awoke with a start, then realizing she and Harry were still completely naked.
Together.
In her bed.
Under the covers.
"Shit, mom! What the hell!" Amelia yelled as Harry bolted upright.
"What the hell is what you and Harry did last night!" The tall woman yelled, her grey-blue eyes staring down Amelia to the core.
"SO? I can't get pregnant! And its Harry, mum!" Amelia protested.
"I know!" Oksana yelled back, then her tone changed for the better, "And thats why I'm not mad. Next time keep it down, though! Sophie and I couldn't sleep for five minutes without one of the two of you moaning!" and with that she walked out of the room.
"Damn it, I hate it when she uses my full name." Amelia grumbled, Harry looked at her.
"Your mother just walked in here, saw the two of us naked together, and didn't care at all?" Harry asked.
"Well, she did care, Sophie and She didn't get any sleep because you kept banging me against the wall!" Amelia laughed.
"Oh, I'm sorry! Did I hurt you?" Harry said, his emerald eyes widening.
"No, Harry! It was very enjoyable, calm down!" Amelia laughed even harder and climbed on top of Harry, she felt him harden against her naked crotch. "Care for seconds there, Harry?"
"I wouldn't mind..." He replied, grinning feistily at her. She pressed herself against him, feeling his dick press against the inside of herself. Her whole body tensed from the feeling, and Harry though his head back in instant pleasure. This time Amelia had control.
She gyrated her hips violently, making Harry writhe in ecstasy as she went faster and faster, causing her to move up and down at the same rate. Harry began to suck and lick Amelia's right nipple. Amelia moaned loudly, moving her hips faster. her orgasm came faster this time with Harry sucking her breast. He groaned into her as she cummed, following the cycle shortly after.
This went on for about an hour until Harry stopped Amelia randomly.
"Milly," He said, his green eyes hypnotizing her, "Thank you."
Amelia smiled, " It was my pleasure."
"Oh. And you said something about you not being able to get pregnant?" Harry asked, hoping her wasn't prying.
"Oh, yea. Well a few years ago when I was 13 my Mums took me to the doctors because I hadn't gotten my period yet. They found out I was infertile, so I can't have kids of my own," She explained, getting off of him "I guess thats good for now, but in the future..." She trailed off, staring out her window. The rain had stopped and the birds were fluttering on the telephone wires.
"Oh, I'm so sorry..."
"No, its not your fault. Don't be." Amelia smiled, "I do wish I could have kids though. If I had a girl, I'd name her either Cora or Corrine." She said wistfully.
"Those are both beautiful." Harry smiled. Amelia realized that he was still penetrating her. She kissed his neck and rolled off of him. They stared at each other for what seemed like forever. Just getting lost in those green orbs of paradise behind those sexy glasses was Amelia's personal heaven.
"Hey, Amelia," Harry said, breaking her trance, "Can I tell you something?"
"Yea, go ahead." She nodded. Harry inhaled a deep breath.
"I think I love you." He said, staring deeply into her brown-green eyes. Amelia froze.
"You...you what?"
"I love you." He said again, this time more confident.
"Harry...I-I..." Amelia was speechless. Did she love him? Like a mother fucker. Did she want to admit it?
That question she couldn't answer. So she did what Amelia always does, and took a chance.
"I love you too, Harry..." Amelia whispered, shocked that she actually told him how she felt. Harry smiled and pulled her into his chest.
"I know." He said into her long, wavy blond hair.
Then Amelia thought about Luna. She thought about that dreamy, far away voice, her uniqueness, He platinum blond hair...
She pulled away from Harry.
"What about Luna?" Amelia mumbled. Harry remembered that they were dating, and felt awful.
"Fuck. I forgot. I'm so sorry Amelia." Harry said, feeling awful.
"Its fine Harry, she doesn't care what I do with other guys...but if I started to date one...I just wouldn't feel right doing that to her."
"Shit. God damnit I'm so sorry."
"Stop saying your sorry, Harry."
"Sorry..."
Amelia grabbed his dick and playfully tugged, causing Harry to laugh and moan at the same time. "I told you to shut up!" She laughed. She began to move her hand up and down his shaft vigorously. Harry shut his eyes and enjoyed. After two minutes he cummed, Amelia took his dick and aimed it for her crotch. It became soaked with the stickiness of Harry, and he grinned at the thought.
"That was nice." He smiled.
"Yea it was." Amelia smiled, enjoying the wetness between her legs. Harry reached down to play with her clit. She swatted his hand away.
"Not today, Potter! I'm tired, let me sleep." Amelia smiled, standing up to clean herself and find her cloths that were scattered about the room. She grabbed a towel to dry herself between her legs, then through on a random band t-shirt and some sweat pants. The shirt read "Quiet Riot", a muggle band from the 80's that Amelia loved with a passion. Harry watched her every move.
"Quiet Riot? Nice." He commented when she slipped the shirt on. Amelia smiled at the fact he actually knew who they were. He also made a comment about forgetting the pants, which Amelia ignored.
"Amelia." Harry said, still naked. Amelia looked up from her dresser drawer, "I love you."
"I love you too, Harry." Amelia said, but deep down knowing that she was hurting Luna.
A/N: So, the first sex scene arrived with MANY more to come. Sorry this was a little shorter than the other two. Oh, and you should totally review and make me happy. And I'm sorry I'm not that good with describing sexual things better than other fanfics haha. Don't judge me.