Chapter Seven
Pansy's POV
I forced my eyes open to the blinding sun streaming in the windows of the dorm. Today was my birthday. The official mark of sixteen lousy years spent on this lousy planet. My sixteenth birthday. Cheers.Every girl dreams of their sweet sixteen. I had envisioned it with a huge surprise party thrown by all my closest freinds. A mountain of presents at the foot of my bed, a huge cake covered in pink frosting, and the best day of my life. Things could not have been any more different.
As I rubbed my eyes and sat up in bed, I saw the dorm was already completely empty. I looked automatically towards my feet, and saw two tiny parcels. I grabbed one and halfheartedly wripped it open. Socks and panties from mum, and a note typed up by my dad's secretary. Great. Happy sweet sixteen Pansy. The second package was a colorful card from Milly and a package of chocolate frogs. I wripped open the first one and shoved it in my mouth. Chocolate was exactly what I needed right now.
After showering, and dressing, I headed down the stairs to the common room. At least it was a Saturday, so I wouldn't have the bother of classes on my birthday. My sixteeth birthday... I sighed and mentally slapped myself. I should just try to forget it was my birthday. It would hurt to much to think about it all day... about the life I used to have. About the friends I used to have.
"Suprise!"
I nearly jumped out of my skin as I toppled out of the common room door, knocking Harry over with me.
"Oh god... I'm sorry," I murmured.
"No, I'm sorry," he said, a grin creeping across his face as he attempted to stand up. "Are you okay?" He asked, reaching out a hand to help me. "God, I'm so sorry.."
"Shut up."
I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him back down on top of me, forcing our lips together. Our bodies were pressed up against eachother, and I could feel his strong abs through his shirt. Quidditch really did work wonders...
He pulled away somewhat reluctantly, and helped me to my feet.
"Happy Birthday!" He said, handing me a slender parcel.
"You're sweet," I beamed at him.
"I was going to slip it under your pillow, but I didn't know the password..."
"It's okay, you couldn't have got to the girls dorm anyway."
"Yeah.." He murmured, watching me unwrap it.
I slid the box open, and caught my breath. A beautiful, shimmering emerald necklace rested on a soft ruby red cushion.
"Harry, it's beautiful," I gasped, looking up at him wide-eyed.
"You're beautiful."
He leaned down to kiss me, and I fully returned the gesture, pressing up against him. I pushed against his lips with his tongue, and he opened them to me. I skillfully darted about his mouth, exploring this uncharted territory. I bit his tongue lightly, and felt him quiver. His hands gently found my waist, and I ran my hands through his dark, tangled hair.
At last, we broke apart for air, our cheeks flushed and our eyes sparkling.
"Get a room," a snooty looking third-year snarled at us as she passed. We both grinned, somewhat embarrased, but wonderfully happy and excited.
"Come on," he said, taking my hand. "Are you ready for the best birthday ever?"
I gave him a reluctant smile, but followed him down the corridors to the unknown.
"First stop on the best birthday of your life... the best breakfast of your life," he grinned, ushering me though a pair of wooden doors. "Welcome to the Hogwarts Kitchens."
I looked around in shock. So this is where it all happened. I looked around in awe as golden dishes heaped with breakfast foods rose through the ceiling, apparently to the tables in the Great Hall that must be directly above.
"This way Miss Parkinson!" A small creature with very large ears and a loincloith tied around his waist ushered me over to a small wooden table in the corner of the kitchen, hidden from view by colorful drapes. "Dobby is here to serve the birthday girl on her special day!" The elf squealed, kneeling at my feet. "What would you like to eat?"
"Erm... blueberry pancakes?"
"You heard the woman! Blueberry pancakes, straightaway!" He squeaked, bustling through the curtains and off to the stoves to help with this order.
"Wow, Harry... this is..." I looked up at him in shock, shaking my head. "Thank you so much!"
"I figured it would be nice to be able to eat together for a change.." He murmured, holding my hands across the table.
"This is great," I grinned, running my hand down the side of his face.
"You're great," he said, kissing me softly.
After breakfast, it was off to the next surprise of the day. Holding my hand, Harry led me out of the school and down the grounds towards the hut where Hagrid lived.
"What are we doing here?" I asked quizzically. Harry pointed towards a large bird-thing that stood tethered to a stake in the garden.
"What- what is it!" I gasped, taking in it's startling and rather ugly appearance.
"Pansy, meet Buck- er, Witherwings."
"Ermm... hi, Witherwings... nice birdy..." I remembered a similar animal pecking Malfoy in the arm during third year. I suddenly felt a rush of warmth towards it.
"Be nice," Harry told it. "She's with me."
I watched with bated breath as he inclined his head slightly towards me.
"That's our cue. Come on, I'll give you a boost."
"What- oh, no. Harry, we're not- we're not riding it, are we?"
"Yup," he said cheerfully, grabbing my waist and lifting me up on to its back. I scrambled rather ungracefully into a sitting position, straddling the creature nervously.
Harry climbed on infront of me, and I wrapped my arms around his waist, resting my head on his back.
"Ready?" He murmured.
"I guess!" I said, squeezing my eyes shut. "Eeee!!" I squealed, as we lifted off the ground and into the sky. The wind rushed around us, and I squeezed Harry tight.
"Open your eyes!" He shouted. I obeyed slowly, and gasped with shock. We were soaring over the lake and the beautiful mountains in the distance.
"It's amazing!" I cried. We dipped down towards the water, the creature's talons skimming across the surface.
"Woooo!!" I screamed, letting go of Harry and throwing my face into the wind. Adrennaline surged through my body, my heart pounded like a drum against my chest. A second later I grabbed tight to Harry again. I wasn't really scared... I just wanted to hold him.
Harry's POV
"Harry... this day was amazing," she murmured, looking me in the eye. "Thank you so much.""You deserved it," I told her honestly.
"This is the best birthday I could've hoped for..." she said, shaking her head in pure disbelief.
I wrapped my arm around her shoulders as we walked back towards the castle. The sun was setting over the Quidditch pitch in the distance. The ruby red sun seemed to sink into the ground, bleeding a rainbow of colors behind it. We both stopped for a moment, staring at it, entranced by it's beauty.
"Do you wanna... do you wanna go up to my dorm?" I asked, my heart pounding at the rashness of this suggestion.
"Yes," she said simply. Her eyes met mine, and I could see in them complete and total willingness, and a fiery passion. "Let's go."
She laced her fingers through mine as we continued up the path to the castle. My heart was racing with the thought of what we were about to do..
Suddenly, without any warning, the heavens seemed to break open and release a flood of rain. Pansy laughed and threw her head up to the sky, drinking in the rain. She pulled me towards the castle, squealing and laughing as the rain drenched us both. When at last we reached the doors, we pulled on them anxiously, only to find them locked.
"Are you serious!" She cried. "Since when do they lock them this early!"
"Come on!" I yelled, pulling her around the side of the castle. Her laughter rang out through the air as we ran for cover. We pulled on every door we found until at least we found a sidedoor unlocked.
We raced inside, pounding down the corridors and up the stairs to the Gryffindor tower. Every so often she would stop and slam me into the wall, kissing me with more passion than I had ever seen. The creature inside of me reared up with more strength and desire than ever before.
As we reached the sixth floor, nearly there, she slammed into me once more, kissing me and pushing up against me. I let out a deep moan without really meaning to.
Then she grabbed my hand again and we continued our race to the 7th corridor.
"Wait." I stopped at the place where I knew the room of requirement to be. Within a few seconds the door sprang up in the wall. We both knew exactly what we wanted, and the room was giving it to us.
"Is this your common room?" She gasped, short of breathe.
"No," I said, pushing the door open.
A huge king sized bed took up most of the room, the covers rolled back to reveal satin sheets that seemed to be calling our names. At least a thousand candles lit the dim room, and enchanting, seductive music played in the background.
"It's perfect!" She sighed, shutting the door. It locked automatically, and I knew the door had vanished on the other side.
"Oh, Harry..." She pressed up against me, her tongue pushing inside my mouth and caressing me softly.
I lifted up her shirt and threw it off to the side. She did the same to mine. Somehow we found our way to the bed, and collapsed on to it. I moaned as her perfect body arched above mine, and I pulled off her skirt frantically. Soon my trousers had been removed too...
I reached up and nimbly removed her black bra, releasing her breasts and caressing them gently. We rolled about naked on the bed, teasing, tantalizing eachother... what followed was pure bliss, the best sensation I had ever felt, the best night of my life. Yes, Harry Potter was no longer a virgin.
