"Hey Harry, Where's Lyric?" Ron said as Harry sat down at the table when lunch was nearly over. Harry looked up at Ron, showing his blood shot eyes. "Mate, What's wrong?" Ron asked gaining the attention of Ginny and Hermione.

"Lyric's gone." Harry said, his voice cracking all over the place.

"What do mean Lyric's gone? I just saw her." Ginny said.

"I mean Lyric was kidnapped about twenty minutes ago." Harry snapped, as he buried his head in his crossed arms letting his tears flow freely. While Ginny exchanges fearful looks with Ron and Hermione. Suddenly the bell rang and Harry lifted his head from his arms wiped away his tears and walked away to class.

"It's really sad that they aren't going to be literally together tomorrow." Ginny said causing Ron to give her a confused look as they all got up.

"Ginny, what are you talking about?" Ron asked.

"It's their one month anniversary tomorrow." Ginny replied. "You know when Harry and Lyric got together."

"How did you remember that?" Hermione asked.

"Well Lyric got a present for Harry and set it up so he would get it tomorrow even if she forgot." Ginny said. "So that means tomorrow Harry's getting a gift from a missing Lyric."

"I bet you he'll be so freaked out." Ron said.

"No he'll probably be very depressed." Hermione said. The day went on and Harry didn't talk to anyone (except Fortune) or eat he just did his work, stared off into space. Fortune missed Lyric so she stayed by Harry's side, cause he was the next closest thing to a friend to her.

The next day Harry awoke to a slight pressure on his stomach, so he woke up to see a wrapped box with a card on top. He grabbed the card opening it cautiously just in case it was dangerous. Once he had it all the way open he read the words.

Harry,

HAPPY ONE MONTH! Anyway I got this present for you cause I now you'll always… well I shouldn't actually say anything before you open it but lets just say it will come in handy if you ever have the desire to know my thoughts, whereabouts, and/or condition. Though it can be very vague. Oh and by the way I set up a charm a couple days ago that will send this automatically if I forget.

Love,

Lyric

Harry felt tears in his eyes as he put the card down and pulled the present closer to him. He slowly unwrapped the paper revealing a navy blue box, so he opened the box to find a sterling silver watch and a piece of paper explaining the functions. He picked up the paper reading Lyrics beautiful script once again.

All right, so now that you see it's just a watch you may be asking: How is this suppose to tell me what your thinking, your whereabouts, or condition? Well to answer your question press the ten. And to turn it back to it's original state press four and if you didn't catch it then I'll tell you ten is the month of October and four is the fourth when we got together.

Love,

Lyric

Harry pressed the ten on the clock face and it turned into something similar to what Mrs. Weasly had up on her wall. Lyric's smiling face was in the center and all around were words that said: At school; At home; Lost; At the Hospital; Perfectly fine; Injured; Almost Dead; Dead; sleeping/ unconscious; Thinking of You; Having a Vision; Too freaking scared to think. There were also three different arrows that currently pointed to Lost, Injured, and too freaking scared to think. Harry press the four and put it on quickly getting out of bed and putting clothes on so he could show Dumbledore this immediately. He ran out of the dorms and out of the common room towards Dumbledore's office. Once he got to the Gargoyle he murmured the password and ran up the stairs stopping at the door to knock.

"Come in." He heard from the other side. So he opened the door and entered walking to Dumbledore's desk. "Can I help you Harry?"

"Today is my one month anniversary with Lyric." Harry said. "And she charmed the gift she got for me to appear on my bed the day of so she wouldn't forget." Dumbledore nodded but stayed quiet. "She gave me this watch." Harry took off the watch and showed it to Dumbledore and right when Dumbledore was going to say something Harry pressed the ten. Dumbledore watch as the watch transformed and he saw the final result.

"Thank you, Harry." Dumbledore said once he saw Lyric's status. "This is very helpful, and since I know you will want to keep this close to you I have to ask you to update me daily on her status." Harry nodded and turned to walking out the door and towards the Great Hall for breakfast.

A month slowly passed and Lyric still wasn't found. Her status moved to almost dead, which scared Harry to death. He walked to breakfast that day when his watch vibrated, which it does when something is changing. He pressed ten and saw that Lyric was still almost dead but she was no longer lost, she was at the hospital and sleeping/ unconscious.

"I see you've discovered that she's been found." Harry looked up from his watch to see Dumbledore looking at him intently. Harry nodded and swallowed. "She was found ten minutes ago in the dungeons of the Malfoy Manor and nearing death." Harry looked concerned. "She suffered what most cannot; several cruciatus curses as well as many other dark spells that we do not know much of. She is now at St. Mungo's and is in a coma, for an unknown amount of time. But before she slipped into the coma she whispered something, something that no one can figure out. And I think you might be able to." Dumbledore paused and Harry waited patiently. "She said 'I Promise'" Harry frowned for a moment as he thought then his eyes widened.

"She promises she won't give up; she'll keep fighting." Harry said causing Dumbledore to smile. "Sir?" Dumbledore looked at Harry, "When can I see her?"

"On Saturday." He replied now walking away from Harry leaving him to his thoughts.

Finally Saturday came and Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione were anxious to see Lyric as Dumbledore promised. They all went to breakfast and looked up at the teacher's table for Dumbledore but he wasn't there. So they ate with gusto so they would be able to see Lyric as soon as possible. When they were done they hastened to Dumbledore's office. Once they got to the Gargoyle Harry murmured the password opening the stairwell that they all ran up, and knock on the door.

"Come in." They all piled into the office and looked at Dumbledore expectantly. "Now once you're at the hospital no arguing with the staff, no stealing Lyric out of her bed." He looked at Harry, who raised his eyebrow. "And only two of you can be in the room at the same time."

"Professor, I remember the rules saying there could be three." Hermione pointed out.

"In normal situations you would be correct Ms. Granger, but since Lyric was almost killed by Voldemort she has to be guarded or watched at all times like Harry." Hermione nodded and as Dumbledore said these words Harry looked at his watch pressing the ten; he saw that Lyric was at the Hospital, injured, and sleeping/ unconscious. "Now the floo powder is on the mantle and say 'St. Mungo's Hospital'. Upon arrival you will see Remus he will point you in the right direction." They all nodded and headed to the fireplace; Harry went first, then Ginny, then Hermione, and then Ron. When Harry arrived he saw Remus who pointed to Tonks who was standing in front of a door at the end of the hallway. Harry ran towards her, and as he came closer Tonks opened the door letting him in. He walked into the room and immediately gasped at Lyrics pale limp form on the bed. Tears came to his eyes again as he walked to her bedside.

"I'm so sorry, Ly." Harry whispered as he brushed the hair out of her face. He looked around the room and saw a chair he pulled it over to the bed and sat down. He grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it keeping her hand near his face.

"Oh God…Lyric!" Ginny appeared in the doorway and was shocked at Lyric's appearance. "She's looks like she could break at any second." Harry nodded as a healer walked in.

"Oh hello," She said as she set up somethings, "Do you think that one of you can crawl behind her and hold her still?"

"It wouldn't hurt her?" Harry asked. The Healer shook her head. "Then I'll do it."

"You the boyfriend?" Harry nodded. "Alright then go ahead and climb in while I get these ready." Harry got up from his seat and let go of Lyric's hand. He gently moved her torso up and moved her hair over her shoulder so he would accidentally sit on it. Once he settled behind her, with his arms hugging her waist and his chin resting on her shoulder, he realized he was being watched. "You love her, don't you?"

"Is it that obvious?" Harry asked causing Ginny to nod vigorously along with the Healer.

"Yes it's very obvious, with the way you look at her and hold her, the way you very gently picked her up making sure nothing could or would hurt her." The Healer spoke as she finished prepping. "And it's obvious you know her quite well, so I'm guessing you've been together for a while."

"Actually we have only been together for only two months one of those she was missing, but we were very good friends first." The healer nodded.

"Alright, now she may jerk or shake while I'm doing this, so you're going to have to do your best to calm her if it does happen." Harry nodded and the Healer went towards them and grabbed Lyric's arm; she revealed a needle just before she expertly inserted into Lyric's arm. Just as she started pushing the liquid out Lyric started shaking. Harry immediately tightened his hold around her waist and kissed the side of he face then whispering quiet words to calm her. After a couple minutes Lyric stopped shaking, becoming incredibly limp in his arms. Then finally after what seemed like an hour the Healer removed the needle and bandaged Lyric's arm. "Thank you, for calming her." Harry nodded. "And you can stay back there as long as you need." Harry nodded burying his head in Lyric shoulder. The healer nodded at Ginny and left the room.

"Hey Harry?" Harry didn't move but she knew he heard her. "I'm going to leave now and make sure you get sometime alone with her before I send someone else." Harry lifted his head.

"Thanks Ginny." He said. Ginny nodded and left the room. After a couple minutes Hermione came in had the same reaction that Ginny did and left. Then Ron came in and after a half an hour of talking, Remus came in and said it was time to go. Ron helped Harry come out from behind Lyric carefully and then stepped back a little to give him a little privacy. Harry looked at Lyric, brushed her hair out of her face and leaned down to plant a delicate kiss on her lips. Once he calmed himself down a bit he turned to Ron and together they walked out of the room. Together the four students went through the floo network to Dumbledore's office.

Days past and Lyric remained in the coma, and though Harry wanted to visit Lyric everyday Dumbledore wouldn't let him go except for that one time.

"Hey Harry, how are you doing?" Ron asked Harry as he sat down at the table for breakfast.

"Today's the eleventh." Harry stated. "Lyric's sixteenth birthday and she's not awake yet." Harry's voice got quieter. "She won't be able to celebrate her birthday… I'm not the one who should be asked of my condition."

"How do you know she's not awake right now Harry?" Ginny asked "I mean you need to have hope…" Harry interrupted her by pressing the ten on his watch and showing it to her, it was exactly the same as the day they went to go visit her. "When did you get this?" Ginny asked Harry.

"It was my anniversary gift from Lyric." Harry stated. Ginny nodded and went back to her breakfast in silence. As the day went on the heard nothing Lyric's condition, then when Harry was walking to dinner his watch vibrated. He stopped to look at it pressing ten. It read at the hospital, injured, thinking of you. Harry gasped 'She's awake!' he thought and he ran to Dumbledore's office to get permission to go see her.

"I'm sorry Harry but I'm afraid that since she's woken up she has to go through millions of tests and procedures not to mention she has to go through physical therapy to gain back most of the strength she lost." Dumbledore told Harry as soon as he ran into the office. "They are not allowing visitors at the moment, I'm sorry… But we did make sure that your gifts for her were by her bedside so she could open them when she had the chance." Harry nodded and angrily stalked out of the office and to the common room.

Finally the day came where they would go to the burrow for Christmas break and Harry couldn't sit still. He was going to see Lyric again for the first time since she was unconscious. I mean sure they had written each other about five times a day, but wasn't the same as actually being with her. They got on the train and Harry barely survived the six-hour train ride, Ron had to restrain himself from strangling him. The train finally pulled in and Harry grabbed his bag and dashed out the train and ran to Mrs. Weasly who was waiting by the portal. But when he looked around he saw Lyric no where.

"Mrs. Weasly, where's…" Harry started to ask.

"Harry dear, I wish you would call me mum." Mrs. Weasly said. "Oh and Lyric is back at the Burrow resting in Charlie's old room if you would like you can go ahead and appariate there." Harry smiled at Mrs. Weasly nodding, then he appariated to the Burrow. Once he got there he noticed he was in the living room so he traveled up the stairs to the first floor and opened the door across from Ginny's room. When the door was all the way open he saw her sitting on the bed writing in a notebook from what looked to be one of her textbooks.

"You know studying too hard is not good for you." Lyric's head shot up and her eyes landed on Harry, who was still standing in the doorway.

"Harry." She whispered. He immediately walked towards her catching her in a long awaited hug as he sat down next to her on the bed.

"I've missed you so much, Lyric." Lyric bit her lip.

"I've missed you too." Harry smiled.

"I know." Lyric frowned a little confused. "Watches they can tell all and see all." He said holding up the watch she gave him. Seeing it she smile. Harry couldn't wait anymore so he tilted her chin upward and their lips met in a much need kiss. Harry's hands found her waist and pulled her closer to him so she was straddling his legs. As soon as they deepened the kiss they lost track of the world around them, it was only them. Lyric felt herself being lowered onto her back and Harry kissed her fervently, not getting enough. Soon his lips left her mouth to kiss down her cheek, neck, and then the outline of her bra. Lyric looked up at feeling his lips on her chest and noticed her shirt was unbuttoned. 'When did he do that?' she thought. His fingers brushed her chest and then she knew they should stop before they got too far.

"Harry…" Lyric breathed. "We need to stop." Harry stopped and looked at her. "I mean it's not that I don't want to got further Merlin if I could I would well… you know." Harry smiled at her. "But we could get caught and for some reason the healer told me to stay away from any sexual activity for a couple days." Harry laughed and nodded wrapping his arms around her waist so he could help sit her up. Lyric immediately started buttoning her shirt back up as Harry stood.

"So, are you allowed to walk?" Harry asked with a smile creeping on to his face.

"No, but I might be able to tomorrow, that's when we're going to the healer again for a check up." Lyric replied not noticing Harry's smile.

"Well then I guess that means you get a wheelchair." Lyric nodded a pointed to a wheelchair in the corner. "How about one more mobile, love?" Lyric frowned, but her confusion was halted when Harry picked her up bridal style and walked out of the room. "Love, you've gotten lighter." Lyric nodded.

"LYRIC!!" Ginny cried once she saw Lyric being carried into the room by Harry. He lowered Lyric on to the couch where Ginny sat down next to her and hugged her tightly.

"OW OW OW!" Ginny immediately let go.

"Sorry I didn't know you were still that delicate." Ginny said apologizing.

"It's alright." Lyric winced for a minute. "You didn't know." The next thing she knew she was being picked up by Harry, who then sat down so she was on his lap. "Can I help you?" she asked Harry.

"Nope I'm good." Harry replied innocently causing Lyric to roll her eyes. "Well… actually there is something you can help me with." Lyric looked at Harry.

"And that would be?" Lyric asked.

"This." Harry lowered his lips unto hers in what some would call 'the perfect in public kiss'.

"Oi! Get a room." Ron yelled from across the room. Lyric and Harry ceased the kissing to look at Ron.

"We have one." Lyric stated gesturing all around the room they were currently in. "See it's a room." Everyone laughed.

"Can I just say that I missed your humor very much?" Ginny asked and Lyric nodded, laughing.

The next day Harry woke up to find Lyric sitting on top of him, looking at him intently.

"Mourning." Harry said.

"Mourning." She said in return, Harry grabbed her arm and pulled her down next to him. "I'm supposed to tell you that breakfast is ready." Harry wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him.

"Are you now?" Lyric nodded. "What time is it?"

"Ten." She replied, "You've slept in." Harry nodded.

"What time is your appointment with the healer?" Harry asked as his started to nozzle her neck.

"8:00 am this mourning." She said smiling. "I didn't want to wake you, you looked to peaceful." Harry smiled and kissed her.

"So, what did the healer say?" Harry asked.

"She said I am allowed to walk and I can slowly start dancing again." She answered. "Which reminds me, I'm going to need you to spot me while I slowly start dancing again just in case something gives way." Harry nodded and Lyric sat up. "Come on lazy time to get up!" She crawl out of his bed and turned to look at him.

"Why?" Harry said rolling over.

"Tell you what if you get out of bed now…" She started as she walked closer and bent so she whispered in his ear. "I'll give you an extra special present on Christmas eve." Harry looked at her for a second then sat up jumping out of bed and running to his dresser to get dressed. "I'll see you downstairs." Lyric said as she left the room with a smug look on her face.

A couple minutes later Harry came bounding down the stairs and walked into the kitchen. He sat down and Mrs. Weasly put a plate in front of him and just as he started eating Lyric, Ginny, and Hermione walked in. Lyric had a bag hanging off of her shoulder.

"Mrs. Weasly we're going to go to the Orchard." Mrs. Weasly nodded at Lyric. Lyric looked over at Harry "Harry could you come when you're done?" Harry nodded and Lyric smiled. The three girls walked outside disappearing from his view. Soon Ron came into the Kitchen.

"Hey Harry, Where's Lyric? I thought you weren't ever going to let her out of your site." Ron teased causing Harry to roll his eyes as he got up and gave his plate to Mrs. Weasly.

"She and the other two girls are out in the orchard, most likely dancing." Harry replied. "And I'm headed there right now, you want to come?" Ron nodded and they both grabbed coats and walked out the door to the orchard where the girls were. Once they got there they saw Lyric, who was sporting booty shorts and a t-shirt, in the splits and the other two trying to do the splits.

"Hi Harry." Lyric said she got out of the splits and walked out to her bag, not noticing that Harry's eyes were glued to everything below her waist, and pulled out ballet Pointe shoes. She sat down and started to put them on.

"Lyric, what next?" Ginny asked.

"Do twenty lunges and twenty push ups on your toes." Lyric said as she finished tying her ribbons. "You need to build up your strength." Lyric stood up and beckoned for Harry to come closer. Once Harry was standing directly in front of her she grabbed his hands. "Keep your hands out and steady, okay?" Harry nodded. Lyric placed her feet in first position and took a deep breath rising onto her toes. Ginny and Hermione stopped what they were doing to watch. Lyric then brought her right leg up to her head from the side and held it there. "Some one time five minutes." Lyric said as she slowly let go of Harry's hands.

"Ric, are you sure you should hold that position for five minutes." Ginny asked. "Your still weak you can't immediately do what you used to do."

"I know and by the way five minutes is nothing my teacher used to make us hold this position for a half an hour." Lyric replied. Lyric noticed Harry was basically checking her out. "À l'instar de ce que vous voyez, Harry?" Like what you see, Harry? Lyric asked with a smile and Harry nodded smiling back.

"Five minutes are up." Lyric looked at Hermione who had spoken. Lyric lowered her leg and continued her work out. About a half an hour later Lyric had beads of sweat generating from her forehead.

"Ly, I think you should stop for today." Harry said giving Lyric a concerned look, but she shook her head and continued dancing. Then as she went into a Calypso Leap (A/N: for those who don't know what this is: You start with a channe, your leading leg will extend into the air while you push off of your back leg, you back leg then goes into a back attitude (so you look like you are in a jazz split in the air). Then you land on your front leg and channe out of it. ), but just as she landed on her right leg it gave away. As she fell Harry used he seeker reflexes to catch her before she hit the ground. "I told you, you've done enough." Harry said as he picked her up bridal style and started to head to the house. "Can someone get her bag?" Ron nodded and went to pick it up. Once they entered the house Mrs. Weasly immediately looked concerned.

"What happened?" She asked.

"She pushed herself to hard and her leg gave way." Mrs. Weasly clucked her tongue while shaking her head. Harry continued to carry her up the stairs to the bathroom and her set her on the counter.

"Are we going to take a shower, Harry?" Harry raised his eyebrow at her.

"What happened to what you said yesterday?" Lyric shrugged at him, he shook his head smiling. "No we are not going to take a shower but you are after I look at your leg."

"What's to look at?" Lyric asked. She spread her legs and pulled Harry closer to her. "How many times have you kissed me today?"

"Not enough." Harry replied as he slid his hands onto her waist and lowered his head, so his lips met hers in a fiery kiss. As they kissed Harry's hands moved from her waist and down to the leg that gave way and gently massaged from her shin upward. Once he got to her hip Lyric broke the kiss to hiss in pain. "Is that the only spot that hurt?" Lyric nodded. "Okay now stay here I'll be right back." Harry ran out of the bathroom and down the stairs leaving Lyric on the counter. Lyric slowly lowered herself into a stand position not putting any weight on her right leg yet. Then she, while holding onto the counter, slowly added weight too see what the damage would be. As she added weight the pain in her hip increased, so she stopped and sat herself back on the counter waiting for Harry to come back. When Harry finally came back he had clothes in his arms and he put them on the toilet seat. Then he picked up Lyric and placed her in the shower still clothed. "Okay, I'll be right outside the door if you need me." Lyric nodded and he left the bathroom closing the door behind him.

For the next few days Lyric continued to work hard build up her muscles only this time when Harry said she was done, she was done, even though he had to carry her back to the house on some occasions. Finally Christmas Eve arrived, and Harry so was anxious for his extra special present from Lyric that he woke up early and walked down to her room. As he opened the door quietly he saw she was still asleep and walked in closing the door without a sound. He then walked over to her bed and crawled in next to her, wrapping her in his arms. This caused her to stir. She rolled so she was on her back and opened her eyes slowly to look at Harry.

"Mourning." He whispered.

"Mourning." She replied as she stretch the blanket that was covering her body fell and revealed that she was only wearing a sports bra and booty shorts. Harry was distracted for a moment then he remembered the present.

"When I'm I getting my extra special present?" Harry asked causing Lyric to laugh.

"My aren't we impatient today." Lyric said as Harry leaned over her "You won't get your present until later tonight." Harry pouted but Lyric had a different idea for those lips so she leaned up and closed the distance between them. One incredibly hot snogging session later they were dressed and eating breakfast with everyone. Harry notice Lyric was a little more jumpy then usual, but then he thought that it might be a side effect to being kidnapped twice.

As the day turned into night Lyric not only became more jumpy but she also became fidgety and nervous especially around Harry, who was no the only one to notice her odd behavior. Ginny, having enough of seeing Lyric like this, pulled her away after dinner and up to her room.

"What's up with you?" Ginny asked. "Your acting like an average girl who has a major crush on a guy… not yourself."

"Can you keep a secret?" Lyric asked looking even more nervous. Ginny nodded. "I really mean it no telling anybody."

"I promise."

"I'm going to give myself to Harry tonight." Ginny looked confused for a moment then it dawned on her.

"You're going to have sex with him after just two months, technically one month, of dating?!" Ginny asked shocked.

"Well actually we've technically been dating for about five months, but we've been officially dating 2 months."

"What are you saying?" Ginny asked confused.

"Think about it we basically acted like a couple expect for the kissing part. We cuddled, slept in the same bed, spoke sweet nothings to each other, comforted each other… need I go on?" Ginny shook her head.

"Does Harry know?"

"He knows my opinion about how long we've been dating, but he does not know what he is getting tonight. All he know is that he's getting something extra special." Lyric replied, and Ginny nodded.

"Well all I can really say is good luck… oh and tell me what it felt like, no one will ever tell me." Lyric laughed at Ginny.

"It usually works when you ask someone outside of your family." Ginny rolled her eyes and pushed Lyric out the door only to come face to face with Harry. "You didn't hear anything did you." Harry shook his head.

"I was just coming up to tell you deserts ready." Lyric and Ginny nodded and they followed Harry down the stairs and into the kitchen.

Later that night when everyone was going to bed Ron walked over to Harry.

"Harry do you think you could sleep in Lyric's room tonight?" Ron asked.

"Sure." Harry saw Lyric going up the stair out of the corner of his eye. "Lyric!" She stopped but didn't turn. "Puis-je dormir avec vous ce soir?" Can I sleep with you tonight? Lyric blushed but still didn't turn around in fact she continued walking.

"Oui." Harry heard her say. He and Ron made their way up to their room, Harry to change into he's pajamas and Ron to go to bed.

Harry knock on Lyric's door and after a few seconds she opened it. Seeing her wearing the same thing she was wearing this mourning made his mouth water. She opened the door wider to let him in, and as he walked in she closed the door behind him. Walking to her dresser she picked up her wand and flicked it at the door twice, causing Harry to frown.

"What'd you do?" he asked.

"I silenced and locked the door." She replied.

"Why?"

"So I could give you your gift without someone barging in." she supplied.

"Where is it?" Harry asked looking at Lyric, he was getting anxious.

"You're looking at it." Harry frowned again, and Lyric slowly walked closer to him.

"Okay now you've literally confused me." Harry said as Lyric put her hands on his chest. "You're giving me you?" Lyric nodded. "But you're already mine." He said wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Not all of me and tonight I want to give you everything. Mind," her right hand slowly moved down his torso until it was on his now throbbing member, "body," She went on her toes so her mouth reached his ear, "and soul." She pulled away from him slightly looking at him to figure out his reaction.

"You want us to shag?" he finally asked and Lyric shook her head.

"No." Harry frowned in confusion, "I want us to make love." Harry looked her straight in the eyes. "I love you, Harry and I heard from the healer that it was blatantly obvious that you love me in return."

"I do love you." Harry said, "Looking back I think I fell that day at Diagon Alley when you were dancing in the rain."

"Is that why you were in a trance?" Harry nodded and Lyric smiled. Harry pulled Lyric against him and looked at her for a second, then he picked her up so that they were level. And she wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms sliding up his chest to his shoulders around his neck and into his hair as their lips met. Harry slowly walked towards where he thought the bed was, then when it finally hit his shins he let his and Lyric's body fall onto it. Lyric broke the kiss to look up at him and he at her. Slowly Harry grabbed her right leg and slid his hands over the built up muscle and he did the same for the left. Both hands travel up her body, exploring and familiarizing himself with every freckle, every mole, every curve that her smooth silky skin made. He gripped her sports bra and pulled up and off and Lyric did the same with his shirt. Harry lowered his mouth on the newly revealed flesh kissing it softly causing Lyric to moan. Lyric ran her hands from his well-toned back to his hair gripping it tightly as he continued his ministrations. His lips moved up from her chest to her neck, then to her chin, and then finally to her desperately waiting lips. While they kissed Lyric move one of her hand down to Harry's pajama pants and untied the string. She used her feet to remove them from Harry's body leaving him in only boxers. "There now we're even." Lyric whispered against his lips. Harry pulled up slightly.

"No we're not, not until we're both unclothed and shagging like rabbits." Harry said making Lyric chuckle. He smiled at her leaning in to kiss her ardently once again. Soon they were down to no clothing and were exploring every inch of each other's bodies with their hands and sometimes with their mouths. Then finally the moment came and Harry looked down at Lyric. "Are you sure you want to do this? Lyric nodded

"Je n'ai jamais été plus sûr de rien dans toute ma vie. L'amour de moi, Harry! S'il vous plaît faire l'amour pour moi, maintenant!" I've never been more sure about anything in my life. Love me, Harry. Please make love to me, now! Harry looked directly into her eyes grabbing her hips gently.

"Oui mon amour." Yes my love. He said as he brought them together in one swift motion. He leaned down to capture her lips with his as he waited for her to signal she was ready. Lyric slowly started moving her hips against his and that was his signal… Soon he felt Lyric's body shudder with pleasure all around him as she moaned his name and that was his undoing. Harry rolled off of Lyric so he was lying next to her. "I love you, Lyric." He said looking at her.

"I love you too, Harry." She said as she looked at him. They cuddle close to each other, and Harry pulled up the covers as they went into a peaceful sleep.