Ron removed himself from my body and moved to lie next to me, breathing hard. I rolled over onto my side, breathing just as hard, to look at him. His body was shining with sweat and his chest was rising and falling heavily. He looked into my eyes and smiled.
"Perfect. That was absolutely perfect. You are perfectly perfect." Then he kissed me. Long and hard. He put his hands on my waist and brought me over to lie on top of him. Our bodies were aching for each other, and I had no problems with repeating our recently finished activity, but just as I was about to lower myself onto him, I caught a glimpse of my watch, the only thing I wore besides my necklace. The face read 5:05. It was early morning and I knew that Teagan woke up early most mornings, so Ron had to get out of there. I groaned and rolled over next to him and began looking for our clothes, which were scattered all over the bed and tangled in the sheets, much like we were.
Ron just sat up, confused. "What's wrong? Did I do something?"
"Oh, no no no. It's not you," I said, kissing him sweetly. "It's just really early in the morning, and Teagan will get up soon. You've got to get dressed and leave."
"Alright, fine," he said, sounding like a young child who'd had his favorite toy taken from him. He put on his boxers and pants and began to button up his shirt. I already had my clothes back on, except my shirt wasn't buttoned either. I straddled his lap and began to button his shirt up, my own flapping open, revealing the fact that I wasn't wearing anything underneath it.
He took my face in his hands and kissed me. I opened my lips to allow him entrance and he moved his hands, which were quickly followed by his lips, down my neck to my shoulders, then to my breasts. I got even more into it and arched my back a little bit, then came to my senses and took his hands and put them down.
"We can't," I murmured.
He smiled against me and asked, "Why not?"
"Because you've got to go," I said, trying to be strict, crawling off of him. He started to open the bed curtains to leave as I was buttoning my blouse, but leaned back over and kissed me.
"I'll see you at lessons."
"Wouldn't miss it," I replied. "Oh, before you go. How did you sneak in here without anyone seeing you?"
He smiled and kissed me once more, then held up a silvery cloak. "I borrowed Harry's invisibility cloak."
"Oh, well then you'd better go return it." I grinned.
"Yeah, I suppose you're right."
"Of course I'm right. I'm a Ravenclaw. Plus, I'm a girl." I giggled a little bit.
"Oh yeah. That means you'll always be right. I love you," he said, grinning, then kissed me sweetly.
"Hmmmmm, I'm training you well." I laughed a little bit, then kissed him back. "And I love you, too. I'll see you at breakfast. Now go," I said, pulling the cloak over him then pushing where I had just seen him out of the curtains.
I sighed and grabbed Checkers and my diary. I leaned back on my pillows, deciding to write a bit. I hadn't written in a few days and needed to catch up before I had to be down for breakfast.
Ron's amazing. He's the most wonderful man I've ever…
Ron's POV
I took off Harry's cloak and ran my hands through my hair before quietly entering the common room. I thought for a moment that I had come in unnoticed, until I spotted Hermione heating up some tea in our small kitchen area. She turned around and gave me an exasperated sigh.
"Ron! Where have you been! Harry's cloak went missing last night. We figured you had it, but where did you…" She paused for a moment, realizing where I had gone. "Oh. You went to see Camilla?"
I began to turn red and nodded a bit.
"Ah. And you were gone all night. Oh my…did you two…" She trailed off, giving me a questioning look. My reddening face seemed to give her the answer and she set her cup down on the table. "Ron, you didn't! She's just seventeen!"
"Hermione, I didn't pressure her or anything. She wanted to. I swear!" I defended myself.
"But still, Ron. She's technically a child!"
"She's a legal adult, Hermione, and you know that. I love her. I don't wanna be with anyone but her for the rest of my life."
She rubbed her temples a little bit and sighed. "Alright. I know you love her, and I can't stop you from consummating that love. I just want you to be careful."
I walked over to her and hugged her tightly. "Thank you, Hermione. We are."
"No problem, Ron," she said, hugging me back. "Now give me the cloak and go to bed. I doubt that you had any sleep last night. You've got a couple hours until breakfast, and I suggest you spend them wisely."
"Ok. I am a bit tired." I handed her the cloak and walked off to my bed, but I had a hard time sleeping. All I could think about was the night I had just spent with Camilla.
Camilla's POV
I slept for about an hour, then woke up to Poe shaking my shoulders.
"Camilla! Get up! Breakfast time!"
I looked up at her with sleepy eyes. "I don't wanna go down and eat!" I rolled over.
"Alright, but I'm sure that Ron will be there, and after that night I'm sure you had last night, I would think that you would be itching to see him." I got up with a smile on my face. "Ah! I said the magic word! Ron," she said, amused.
"Oh, don't start. I love him."
"I can tell," she said, motioning to my tangled up sheets. "Let me take care of that for you. Scourgify!" She pointed her wand at my bed and it instantly made itself and removed all traces of any questionable scents that may have been lingering around. I hugged her and told her that I would be down for breakfast soon, I just needed to clean up.
I went into the girl's bathroom and took a quick shower. Drying my hair with a spell, I decided to put it up in a messy bun. I put on a clean uniform, did my make up (just a little bit of eyeliner), and walked down to the Great Hall.
I entered and Ron looked straight up at me from his table. I blushed a little and walked quickly to my table. I ate a banana nut muffin for breakfast, all the while sneaking a few glances at Ron, then looking back down my table to be greeted with a knowing look from Poe. I laughed and then collected my things to go to Divination.
"Good morning, Professor," I said, walking into the makeshift forest. I was the first in class, as usual, and had a question for Firenze.
"Hello, Camilla. You're here earlier than usual," he noted, turning around.
"I had a question for you. It's been over a month since I got this necklace, and I was wondering when I would be able to start taking it off."
"Well, you may remove it whenever you wish. No one said that you had to keep it on all the time. Just be careful when you take it off. We don't know what will happen if you have another Sight. Whenever you're not wearing it, make sure that you are around people that you know and trust."
"Yes, sir," I said. Then the other students started coming in, and class commenced.
The rest of my day went as planned, as did the next, then it was Friday, the day before I was set to leave for Hogsmeade with Faolan.
The day started out great, except that Ron didn't really look at me as he normally did at breakfast. I didn't have Charms that day, but I went by the classroom during my free period after Divination. He was teaching first years and I waited outside the door for the bell. When class was over, I walked into the room, only to find that he had already slipped out. I was getting a bit depressed when he didn't show up at lunch, then I remembered I had Remedials that day, and I made it a point to talk to him that night.
I anticipated 8:30 all day, and as soon as it rolled around, I was standing ready at the classroom door. I walked in to find him sitting at his desk, looking thoroughly pissed off. I barely made it halfway across the room when he spoke, not even looking up at me.
"Review the Charms we've done so far. Start with Tergeo."
"Ron, we need-" I began, but he put his hands on the desk.
"Do the charms, Camilla," he said, sounding as if he was gritting his teeth. I walked right up to the desk and placed my wand on it.
"Ron, we've got to ta-"
"I SAID DO THE CHARMS, MORTON!" he stood up and yelled. I took a step back and tears began to fall.
"Ron? What's wrong with you today? What happened to the man I made love to four days ago?" He stared at me for a moment, before turning away and walking to the window.
I could see him shaking as he put his hands on the sill and hung his head. I cautiously walked up and put my hand on his shoulder. I turned him around and brought his face up to meet mine.
"Ron? Please tell me what's wrong. Why are you acting like this?"
He just shook his head and wrapped me up in a tight hug. "I'm sorry."
I backed up from him a bit. "What happened?"
"I was trying to prepare myself for tomorrow. I thought that if I treated you like a student, it wouldn't hurt so much."
I sighed. "Ron, please don't make me go through this again. I've told you-" I was fully prepared to get into another row with him about Faolan when he pressed his lips against mine in a possessive, but very gentle, kiss.
He ran his hands down my sides, and I moaned when he gripped my bum and lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around him and he sat me on his desk, knocking many things off in the process. Then he moved down to my neck, slipping the strap of the camisole I had changed into off my shoulder. I ran my hands through his hair and brought his face up to mine, kissing his nose, then smiling.
"What?" he asked.
"Nothing," I said. "But I don't wanna stay down here."
"Neither do I, but what about your lesson?"
"Oh, come on. Like we were going to do them anyway." I laughed and kissed up his jaw, finding the sweet spot behind his ear, and vigorously attacked it.
"So what did you have in mind?"
"Oh, I don't know. The couch in your room. A nice roaring fire. Maybe something to drink?"
Ron didn't say anything, just kissed my cheek and led me by the hand all the way up to his common room on the sixth floor. We stopped in the little foyer to share a long, steamy kiss. As soon as we came up for air, we noticed the happily married couple cuddling on the common room couch.
"Well, Ron. Feeling better?" Harry asked. He obviously was in on Ron's little 'plan.' I just smiled and held Ron's arms, which were wrapped around me.
He laid his head on my shoulder and said, "Yeah, mate. Well, we're off to my room."
We were almost to the door when Harry popped his head up over the couch. "Remember, silencing charms are your friends." He disappeared, only to be replaced by Hermione.
"Harry! How could you say that! I'm so sorry, Camilla. But you only have two hours to curfew."
"I know, Hermione. I'll be out of here before then. Promise." And with that, we disappeared into his room. He told me to close my eyes when we stepped in and when I opened them, I was amazed. There were candles all over the room, a large fire built up, and a bottle of berry wine chilling next to the couch.
"Ron! How did you pull all this off?"
"Magic," he whispered in my ear. He kissed me softly and led me to the couch, where he poured the wine and we sat in silence for a few minutes, his arm around my shoulders. It was a comfortable silence, but something had been on my mind for most of the week.
"What are you doing for Christmas?"
"I can either stay here or go home to the Burrow. Why do you ask?"
"Well, I would call us serious, right?" He laughed, and I playfully hit him. "Don't laugh! I'm serious!"
"Camilla, we've been serious since I first kissed you," he said, kissing my jaw. "Why?"
"Well, I wasn't planning on going home; I wanted to stay with you. But I was thinking about maybe going home and telling my parents about us. They deserve to know. I hate writing them every week and not telling them about you."
He straightened up a bit. "How would they take it?"
"Mum would be fine with it. She's my best friend. Da, on the other hand, is very protective."
"Da?"
"Oh, that's what I call my father. When I was a little girl, I couldn't say Dada. So I just called him Da."
"Ok. Well, what was your idea?"
"The Ball is the day before holiday. So I was thinking about going home and telling Mum, Da, Denise, and Sarah. We always stay at Mum's for the week before Christmas as a big family, then I go to Da's house for New Years."
"Where do I come in on this?"
"Why don't you and your family come to Mum's house right after Christmas for a few days, then you and I could go to Da's for New Years."
"Do you know how many people are in my family?"
"Well, I know you lost a brother in the war, so you've got your mother and father, four brothers, one brother-in-law, one sister, three sister-in-laws, one niece, two nephews, and two of your sisters are pregnant. So that's fifteen with you in the mix." He stared at me. "Hermione told me. You aren't worried about room, are you?"
"Well, yeah. With your family, that's twenty people."
"Ron, sweetheart, do you know where I live? My mother's maiden name is Diggory."
"Seriously?"
"Yes. I live in a fourteen bedroom mansion that's been in my family for generations."
"Oh. Well, then I guess rooms won't be an issue," he said, hanging his head a bit.
I giggled. "Ron, please don't act like that. No one really knows about it. We don't live like conceited rich people. We actually live more like regular Muggles than anything. I've even got a car and a computer and everything."
Ron's face softened and he smiled. "Alright. Christmas it is."
"Okay. Now I've got be going. Big day tomorrow," I said, kissing him on the cheek and walking to the door, leaving him on the couch. "I love you." I grinned, leaning against the door.
He smiled and walked over to me. "I love you, too," he said, kissing my neck. "And don't worry, I'll save you from him soon."
"What do you mean?"
"You'll know." He grinned. "Now go. I don't want you to get into trouble."
We kissed once more and parted. I lay down in my bed, curled up with Checkers and Leila, and fell into a deep sleep.
I woke up the next morning to the sounds of girls getting ready for their dates. I showered and did my hair in a half ponytail, with loose ringlets down my back. I dressed in my favorite jeans and a blue sweater, as it was getting colder and colder outside, even though the snow had yet to fall.
I met Faolan in the Great Hall with a smile before making sure he understood that we were only going as friends. We were checked off by Filch and we made our way down the long path to the village, just chatting.
We ate lunch with my housemates in the Three Broomsticks, then decided that we needed to go to the bookstore for a look around. I was carousing the back section when a hand shot out and grabbed me and pulled me into a shadowy corner. I was about to scream when a pair of warm lips pressed against mine and I instantly knew who it was.
"Get away from Faolan. Make an excuse, I don't care. Meet me in the Astronomy tower as soon as you can."
"Okay," I murmured as he kissed me again, then spun me back out into the aisle. I went to look for Faolan. I found him near the checkout.
"Hey," I said.
"Hey. Where were you?" he asked.
"Oh sorry, I was looking through a book, and got…distracted," I said.
"Well, okay. Where do you want to go now?"
"Well, I was actually thinking about heading back to the castle," I said. "My mum's been sick and I got permission from McGonagall to use a fireplace to check on her," I lied, hoping he would believe me.
"Oh, really? Well, I'll go back with you."
"No no no. It's alright. I know your Slytherin friends wanted to see you today, so I won't ruin that for you. I'll see you at dinner, alright?" I said. I hadn't thought that he might want to walk me back.
"Okay. If you insist. I had fun today, Camilla," he said, giving me a friendly hug.
"Me too, Faolan. Bye." I waved, practically running back to the castle. I reached the tower and was greeted with a beautiful sight.
Ron had laid out a full picnic spread. He looked up at me from pouring some wine and smiled. I walked over and kissed him. "It's lovely."
"I knew you'd like it," he said, returning my kiss with passion. He picked me up by my waist and twirled me around, as the first snow of winter began to fall around us.
