Harry Gets a Girlfriend
Chapter 4 - Amanda's Secret
Amanda's P.O.V:
It took me hours to sneak back in without being seen by anyone. I will never forgive myself for freezing, it was the first time anyone had been so sweet and kind to me. I love it I can be myself without have to front about anything, well almost nothing.
I want him so bad, so I can be myself, so he can whisper words to me in the dark, touch me softly, kiss me, keep me safe, hold me close to him, feel his skin against mine..
As she was thinking about this she was lying in her bed she realized she was touching herself, her hand had moved up onto her breast. The more things she wanted Harry to do to her, the more her hands strayed. They slide up and down her body, the legs and over her breasts.
She slide off her top, and licked her hand, then wiped it on one of her hard nipples. She tried not to moan to loudly, god knows what would happen if someone busted her. She licked her other hand and slide it down her, down, down, down low.
She tried mimicking the touches she would get from Harry, but she let out a gasp and came, long waves of ecstasy swept over her body and soon after placing back on her t-shirt, she feel into a peaceful dreamless sleep.
Harry woke up reasonably early and rolled out of bed and managed to stumble to the showers and wash up. Still not being fully awake he packed his bags with a few random books hoping they were the right ones and made his way to the Great Hall for some breakfast.
Falling down the moving chair case he rolled to the Greta Hall, picking himself up he sat at the Gryffindor table and pilled a plate. He managed a few decent mouthfuls before falling off asleep. He managed to wake up when Shamus kicked him in the ribs and told him he'd be late for DADA if he didn't stop snoozing.
But he managed to be the first person to class, he also managed to get study material before the other students, to help I'm with his N.E.W.T.S! Then decided to make his way down to the kitchens.
Dobby gave him some left over pancakes and Harry listened as he rambled on about Amanda. Harry glanced at his watch; oh fuck he was late for Quidditch! Re thanked Dobby and sprinted up and changed as fast as he could into his Quidditch robes.
'God' he muttered now a days he was late for everything. When he got there the new Chasers were waiting to start there training. They weren't bad really. Harry stayed on after letting everyone go for lunch. He pratised Barrel roles but gave up after falling off 5 times in a row. So giving up he hit the changing room showers.
Harry switched on a shower and stripped down. The steam was fogging up his glasses so he had to take them off, he always felt venerable without his glass's on, even more so being naked! But that doesn't register when you drunk. He chuckled remembering in 6th year how all the boys in his year in Gryffindor had stripped, when they were drunk and ran past the staff room, some even stayed to put on a show!
Harry stepped under the water and let it run down his back. It might have just been him paranoid but he heard a door creak.
"Who's there?" He asked, turning round, but there was nothing so he picked up the soap and started scrubbing off the dirty from where he has crash- landed.
"Hello." Came a voice from behind him. Harry spun round dropping the soap, to find Amanda looking back at him. He was stunned, he couldn't move. Amanda just stood there for a moment then let her eyes wonder, down Harry's naked body. Harry went bright red, hot all over and tried to cover his privates.
Amanda let out a small groan then snapped back to reality. "Oh sorry, I just wanted to say that I'd like to be your Girlfriend, yeah that sounds dicky, I mean stupid.." She said trailing off, biting her fingernail looking away.
"Ok, cool, I'll see you.." Harry started turning trying not to sound rude but he was naked in front of the girl he adored.
"Nice ass" Said Amanda with a cheeky grin on her face, then she turned serious, "I need to talk to you later, after school." And with that she left, Harry standing there, naked, half hard. The water was stinging his back and the steam was making his hair stick to his face but the image of Amanda standing there in the boys showers checking him out stuck in his head.
He imagined more, her slowing taking off her clothes and joining him in the shower. Harry slid his hand over his dick. The shower was always the best place to jerk off, it must been the sensation of water hitting it that does it for him. Harry came and slide down the wall.
It was 2 when Harry got back to the castle, he decided to skip scabbing lunch from the kitchens, he was still flushed from what went on in the shower. It was study time so he decided to get some of his homework out of the way so he could spend the weekend with Amanda.
Harry got to his room and switched on his music, nice and loud so he could study. Looking over to his desk he saw the letter that Hedwig had dropped in the night before.
Harry grabbed it and sat at his desk, he opened it and a condom fell out. Yes one single condom, doesn't inspire much. The letter was from Sirius.
To little Harry
Oh gosh you're growing up, but I shouldn't be worried about you need sex advice; everyone knows you're a virgin. So you need some girl advice then. Well I'm gay so not a lot of help that can do so I'll try and remember what I did in my younger years. Hang out with them, lots. Get to know them before you sleep with them (if you like them that much) Talking lots is great, even if its about the weather you never know were that might lead you. If they moan its cold, put your arm around them. When they complain they have been having a bad day, say something sweet like 'seeing you has made my day'. When she complains she's ugly tell her she's the most beautiful thing you have set you're eyes on, you know shit like that. OK, ok Remus talked me into it, I'll give you some sex advice! Make sure you go down on her first, then you'll get it in return for sure! Oww, Remus hit me. It'll be your first time with thing whole 'sexual relations' thing, so go slow, lots of kissing and touching and.. oh god I've got to go Remus is. he's.....
Harry read the letter over and over again. He really didn't want to know why Sirius had to go but he knew why. He stashed the letter in one of his draw's and pulled out his DADA essay about why some people become ghosts and why some people don't. Once he finished that he stacked in a pile and started researching his Potions homework.
"Cheek of it." He muttered, even though Sev was his potions teacher and like an Uncle, he still had to endure the long lectures and the equally long homework. He had almost finished researching 'draft of the living dead' when there was a knock at the door.
Expecting Amanda Harry quickly packed up all this work and glanced in the mirror, but when he opened the door he found Dean!
"Gidday mate!" Said Dean in a heavy Australian accent. Harry knew he was just taking the piss because he had only been away for 3 weeks.
"Great to see your back." Said Harry embracing his friend in a hug.
"So what was Australia like?" He asked sitting on the desk, letting Dean sitting on the bed.
Dean rambled on about snakes, kangaroo's and the outback for the good part of an hour before he was interrupted by a knock at the door.
"You expecting someone?" Asked Dean cocking an eyebrow.
"Oh didn't I tell you," Harry beamed, "I have a girlfriend." Before going over to answer the door, opening it he found Amanda grinning back at him.
"Hi babe." He said before Amanda pressed a kiss onto his lips.
Dean just sat on the bed with a horrified look on his face. He stood up and pulled Harry away from Amanda with a look of disbelief. Amanda just slipped an arm around Harry's waist and looked up at him.
"Who's your friend?" She asked nuzzling into his side.
"Umm, Amanda this is Dean, Dean this is Amanda." Said Harry noticing the look on Deans face.
"I know who you are!" Spat Dean at Amanda, "Your Amanda Richards!" He glared at her.
Harry look at his best friend confused, while Amanda went pale.
"Harry are you mad, this is Amanda Richards!" Screamed Dean pointing at Amanda.
Harry just looked back blankly, Amanda's arm dropped from Harry's waist and she took a step back.
Dean's tempter was rising and so was the colour in his cheeks. "She's a fucking SLYTHERINE!" He yelled still pointing at her.
Amanda's cheeks were red and her eyes mad. She balled her hand into a fist! "FCUK YOU!" she screamed at Dean as her fist made contact with his nose.
Harry stood there stunned, while Amanda turned and ran off.
A/N: Well what do you think? Not bad I have to say but please do read and review! I did have next chapter planned but I'm going to change it! So look forward to a fight between two people in the next few chapters. Does Dean give in and be nice to Amanda, Does Harry get some, and will Amanda get to go to the Yule ball with the man she loves???? All will conclude, in the next few chapters (I guess.)
Chapter 4 - Amanda's Secret
Amanda's P.O.V:
It took me hours to sneak back in without being seen by anyone. I will never forgive myself for freezing, it was the first time anyone had been so sweet and kind to me. I love it I can be myself without have to front about anything, well almost nothing.
I want him so bad, so I can be myself, so he can whisper words to me in the dark, touch me softly, kiss me, keep me safe, hold me close to him, feel his skin against mine..
As she was thinking about this she was lying in her bed she realized she was touching herself, her hand had moved up onto her breast. The more things she wanted Harry to do to her, the more her hands strayed. They slide up and down her body, the legs and over her breasts.
She slide off her top, and licked her hand, then wiped it on one of her hard nipples. She tried not to moan to loudly, god knows what would happen if someone busted her. She licked her other hand and slide it down her, down, down, down low.
She tried mimicking the touches she would get from Harry, but she let out a gasp and came, long waves of ecstasy swept over her body and soon after placing back on her t-shirt, she feel into a peaceful dreamless sleep.
Harry woke up reasonably early and rolled out of bed and managed to stumble to the showers and wash up. Still not being fully awake he packed his bags with a few random books hoping they were the right ones and made his way to the Great Hall for some breakfast.
Falling down the moving chair case he rolled to the Greta Hall, picking himself up he sat at the Gryffindor table and pilled a plate. He managed a few decent mouthfuls before falling off asleep. He managed to wake up when Shamus kicked him in the ribs and told him he'd be late for DADA if he didn't stop snoozing.
But he managed to be the first person to class, he also managed to get study material before the other students, to help I'm with his N.E.W.T.S! Then decided to make his way down to the kitchens.
Dobby gave him some left over pancakes and Harry listened as he rambled on about Amanda. Harry glanced at his watch; oh fuck he was late for Quidditch! Re thanked Dobby and sprinted up and changed as fast as he could into his Quidditch robes.
'God' he muttered now a days he was late for everything. When he got there the new Chasers were waiting to start there training. They weren't bad really. Harry stayed on after letting everyone go for lunch. He pratised Barrel roles but gave up after falling off 5 times in a row. So giving up he hit the changing room showers.
Harry switched on a shower and stripped down. The steam was fogging up his glasses so he had to take them off, he always felt venerable without his glass's on, even more so being naked! But that doesn't register when you drunk. He chuckled remembering in 6th year how all the boys in his year in Gryffindor had stripped, when they were drunk and ran past the staff room, some even stayed to put on a show!
Harry stepped under the water and let it run down his back. It might have just been him paranoid but he heard a door creak.
"Who's there?" He asked, turning round, but there was nothing so he picked up the soap and started scrubbing off the dirty from where he has crash- landed.
"Hello." Came a voice from behind him. Harry spun round dropping the soap, to find Amanda looking back at him. He was stunned, he couldn't move. Amanda just stood there for a moment then let her eyes wonder, down Harry's naked body. Harry went bright red, hot all over and tried to cover his privates.
Amanda let out a small groan then snapped back to reality. "Oh sorry, I just wanted to say that I'd like to be your Girlfriend, yeah that sounds dicky, I mean stupid.." She said trailing off, biting her fingernail looking away.
"Ok, cool, I'll see you.." Harry started turning trying not to sound rude but he was naked in front of the girl he adored.
"Nice ass" Said Amanda with a cheeky grin on her face, then she turned serious, "I need to talk to you later, after school." And with that she left, Harry standing there, naked, half hard. The water was stinging his back and the steam was making his hair stick to his face but the image of Amanda standing there in the boys showers checking him out stuck in his head.
He imagined more, her slowing taking off her clothes and joining him in the shower. Harry slid his hand over his dick. The shower was always the best place to jerk off, it must been the sensation of water hitting it that does it for him. Harry came and slide down the wall.
It was 2 when Harry got back to the castle, he decided to skip scabbing lunch from the kitchens, he was still flushed from what went on in the shower. It was study time so he decided to get some of his homework out of the way so he could spend the weekend with Amanda.
Harry got to his room and switched on his music, nice and loud so he could study. Looking over to his desk he saw the letter that Hedwig had dropped in the night before.
Harry grabbed it and sat at his desk, he opened it and a condom fell out. Yes one single condom, doesn't inspire much. The letter was from Sirius.
To little Harry
Oh gosh you're growing up, but I shouldn't be worried about you need sex advice; everyone knows you're a virgin. So you need some girl advice then. Well I'm gay so not a lot of help that can do so I'll try and remember what I did in my younger years. Hang out with them, lots. Get to know them before you sleep with them (if you like them that much) Talking lots is great, even if its about the weather you never know were that might lead you. If they moan its cold, put your arm around them. When they complain they have been having a bad day, say something sweet like 'seeing you has made my day'. When she complains she's ugly tell her she's the most beautiful thing you have set you're eyes on, you know shit like that. OK, ok Remus talked me into it, I'll give you some sex advice! Make sure you go down on her first, then you'll get it in return for sure! Oww, Remus hit me. It'll be your first time with thing whole 'sexual relations' thing, so go slow, lots of kissing and touching and.. oh god I've got to go Remus is. he's.....
Harry read the letter over and over again. He really didn't want to know why Sirius had to go but he knew why. He stashed the letter in one of his draw's and pulled out his DADA essay about why some people become ghosts and why some people don't. Once he finished that he stacked in a pile and started researching his Potions homework.
"Cheek of it." He muttered, even though Sev was his potions teacher and like an Uncle, he still had to endure the long lectures and the equally long homework. He had almost finished researching 'draft of the living dead' when there was a knock at the door.
Expecting Amanda Harry quickly packed up all this work and glanced in the mirror, but when he opened the door he found Dean!
"Gidday mate!" Said Dean in a heavy Australian accent. Harry knew he was just taking the piss because he had only been away for 3 weeks.
"Great to see your back." Said Harry embracing his friend in a hug.
"So what was Australia like?" He asked sitting on the desk, letting Dean sitting on the bed.
Dean rambled on about snakes, kangaroo's and the outback for the good part of an hour before he was interrupted by a knock at the door.
"You expecting someone?" Asked Dean cocking an eyebrow.
"Oh didn't I tell you," Harry beamed, "I have a girlfriend." Before going over to answer the door, opening it he found Amanda grinning back at him.
"Hi babe." He said before Amanda pressed a kiss onto his lips.
Dean just sat on the bed with a horrified look on his face. He stood up and pulled Harry away from Amanda with a look of disbelief. Amanda just slipped an arm around Harry's waist and looked up at him.
"Who's your friend?" She asked nuzzling into his side.
"Umm, Amanda this is Dean, Dean this is Amanda." Said Harry noticing the look on Deans face.
"I know who you are!" Spat Dean at Amanda, "Your Amanda Richards!" He glared at her.
Harry look at his best friend confused, while Amanda went pale.
"Harry are you mad, this is Amanda Richards!" Screamed Dean pointing at Amanda.
Harry just looked back blankly, Amanda's arm dropped from Harry's waist and she took a step back.
Dean's tempter was rising and so was the colour in his cheeks. "She's a fucking SLYTHERINE!" He yelled still pointing at her.
Amanda's cheeks were red and her eyes mad. She balled her hand into a fist! "FCUK YOU!" she screamed at Dean as her fist made contact with his nose.
Harry stood there stunned, while Amanda turned and ran off.
A/N: Well what do you think? Not bad I have to say but please do read and review! I did have next chapter planned but I'm going to change it! So look forward to a fight between two people in the next few chapters. Does Dean give in and be nice to Amanda, Does Harry get some, and will Amanda get to go to the Yule ball with the man she loves???? All will conclude, in the next few chapters (I guess.)