Chapter 9: Home Alone for the Holidays
A/N: Enjoy the next chapter, everyone!
Jamie's P.O.V.
Before either of us knew it, it was time for the Christmas holidays. Ginny was bringing Draco to the Burrow for his first Christmas with her and her family; he didn't seem too enthusiastic about being around her six older brothers, though, especially Fred, George and Ron.
When the time came, Harry and I packed and brought our stuff down to the Entrance Hall and sat in on the rack so Filch could have it transported to the train. We arrived at Hogsmeade Station and piled onto the train, found an empty compartment and sat and played Exploding Snap and talked until we felt the train slowing down. When the train came to a complete stop, we grabbed our things and got off of the train, stepping onto the crowded platform.
We then bade Gin and Draco good-bye, promising to get together sometime during the holidays to hang out and exchange Christmas gifts. The four of us then Apparated home, and as soon as Harry and I got to my house I was immediately engulfed in two huge hugs from my mother and Aunt Lily. They finally pulled away and Aunt Lily said, "You poor thing. Are you okay?" and my mother took my face in her hands and started examining it, saying, "That horrid boy! How could he do this to you? My poor Jamie!"
I then took her hands off of my face and said loudly, "Stop!! I'm okay mam, I really am." Uncle Remus came up to me and hugged me, saying, "You know, I never liked that boy. He seemed too……quiet around you. Almost as if he was planning to hurt you in some way to get what he wanted. I saw the way he looked at you sometimes." Sirius also stood and said, "I never would have believed that he would do something like that to you; You were supposed to be best friends" and I shrugged and said, "Well, lust can drive people to do some crazy things."
My father then said, "I'm going to kill that boy. He's dead, I tell you. Dead! No one touches my princess and gets away with it!" James grabbed da' and said, "Nate, snap out of it! You know you won't kill the boy; it's not worth going to jail over. He made a stupid, irrational decision and now he's suffering for it. Besides, I'm sure my son already had a few words with him." Harry then said from behind me, "Actually, dad, I almost killed him. I had him pinned to the Gryffindor common room wall by his throat, and I was livid. All I saw was red; I cursed him out and I really did almost kill him. Draco had to talk me out of it; He was saying a whole bunch of things, but what I mostly remember him saying was "Think about Jamie; She'll never forgive you for killing him. She wouldn't want you to", or something like that." Harry then said, "I let him go, but I did tell him that if he ever came near Jamie again, I would kill him, and that I meant it."
I walked up to Harry and wrapped my arms around his waist, saying quietly to him, "You're my hero, Mr. Potter. Perhaps, later, I can give you a proper thank you" and I winked at him, making him gape at me in shock, and I laughed and kissed him, saying, "Guys. You all have your minds on only one thing."
Over the next four days, me, Harry and the rest of our huge family spent some time together, playing in the snow outside and sitting by the fire drinking hot chocolates and singing Christmas carols; unfortunately for me, however, they always conveniently stopped singing on some of the songs and just let me sing them. I hate them sometimes.
On Christmas day, I was awoken by Harry jumping on my bed and saying loudly, "Wake up, love! It's Christmas! Wake up!" I groaned and pushed him off of my bed, laughing when he swore and glared at me, causing me to stick my tongue out at him. I climbed out of bed and went into my bathroom, brushing my teeth and combing my hair before throwing it into a messy bun. I then walked downstairs and into the living room, singing to everyone, "Merry Christmas, merry Christmas, merry Christmas and a happy holiday!" from my favorite NSYNC Christmas song.
Harry made a mock-disgusted face and said, "I hate NSYNC" and I said, "Oh, come off it! You know you love them." He rolled his eyes, and I sat next to him and wished everyone else a merry Christmas; he then, without me seeing, conjured mistletoe out of thin air, and he held it above my head and said, "Look up, sweetie." I did and smiled, and I looked at him and said, "Well? What are you waiting for?" and he grinned, leaned into me and pressed his lips to mine softly, and I placed my hand on his cheek and kissed him back enthusiastically. I pulled away from him, laughing softly as he nipped at my bottom lip slightly, and I whispered, "Merry Christmas, darling" and he whispered back, "and a merry Christmas to you, beautiful."
We all exchanged presents at that moment; my mam gave me her old engagement ring, a beautiful platinum band with dazzling blue diamonds that had been passed down on her side of the family for generations; Da' gave me a new basketball and football, knowing how much I loved the sports, and he even got a new hoop in the backyard so me and him could play; Aunt Lily and Uncle Jamie gave me a new paint set, complete with an easel, canvas and fresh paints and new brushes, and they gave me a new drawing pad with pencils, pens and professional markers; Uncle Remus, Uncle Siri, Aunt Maddie (short for Madeleine; Uncle Remus' wife) and Auntie Bev (short for Beverly; Uncle Sirius' wife) gave me a new classic guitar that was a beautiful turquoise color, with a scripted J in the corner; my cousin Miranda, Siri and Bev's daughter, gave me a new cell, so we could talk to each other whenever we wanted (she was my other best friend; we were as close as cousins could be); cousin Mali ( short for Amalia), Remus and Maddie's daughter and their son, Connor, fraternal twins who were 13, both gave me a set of DVD's that I had been wanting for the longest time, and a new set of both Exploding Snap and regular playing cards, and Harry had given me a brand new Keeper's uniform with my last name on the back, and a small white tiger, my favorite animal, embroidered on the outside, just under the Gryffindor crest.
It was definitely the best Christmas I had ever had, but little did I know that it was about to get a whole lot better later on. Every Christmas night, for two days and three nights, the adults would always go on a retreat, of sorts, to spend some much needed time alone, and they always left the kids home. So it happened that Harry and I had my house to ourselves that night. Once we saw our family Apparate, we looked around the foyer, then at each other, and I said shyly, "You want to go upstairs?" and Harry nodded, so I took his hand and led him up the stairs to my room. Once we got inside, I shut the door and turned to see Harry sitting on my bed, looking a mite awkward. Then, suddenly, I locked eyes with my gorgeous boyfriend, and a whole bunch of new emotions hit me at once, but one stood out clearly from the rest: lust.
I wanted him; I wanted him to throw me down onto the bed and shag me senseless, and I was shocked at how sudden the feeling was, but I knew what I wanted to do at that point in time. I walked over to him as sexily as I could, making sure my hips swayed, and I could see him visibly gulp and eye my body as I came closer.
I then straddled him, sitting so I was facing him and my legs were on either side of his body, and I attacked his mouth, kissing him fiercely and wrapping my fingers around his hair. I felt his arms wrap around my back and press me closer to him, and I shivered as his hands ran over my spine. I then pulled away and started to pull my shirt over my head, but he stopped me and said, "Wait, love. Are you sure you want to do this?" and I said breathily, "Yes, Harry. I want this; I want you. Please, Harry…..make love to me." I heard him groan as I said that, and he grabbed me, said, "You asked for it" and he flipped us over so he was lying on top of me.
He then attacked, nipping and sucking at my weak spot, the hollow of my neck, and I moaned softly and grabbed the back of his neck. As he did this, I started unbuttoning his shirt, and I pushed it off of his shoulders and threw it onto the floor. I then sat up and raised my arms, allowing him to pull my shirt off, and he tossed it to the floor with his shirt; our sweatpants followed shortly after, as did his boxers and my panties. We were soon naked on my bed, and I bit my lip, feeling insecure about my chest and thinking that he may not like my size; almost as if he could read my mind, he said, "It's all right, love. You're perfect….just perfect."
He leaned down and took one of my hardened nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it and biting it gently, and I cried out softly and arched my back, whispering, "Harry, that feels so good." I then moaned as I felt his arousal poking into my thigh, and I reached down and gently grabbed him, making him tilt his head back and groan out my name. I started to stroke him, but he stopped me and said, "That can wait, sexy. I'm going to pleasure you first" and he reached down and found my opening, running his finger over it before sticking two fingers inside of me. I bucked my hips gently and gasped, saying, "Gods, Harry!"
He grinned, and he started to move his fingers in and out of me, and I whimpered and said, "Oh, gods, yes!" He continued to pump his fingers in and out, and I just let the pleasure wash over me. He then started to rub my clit, and I bucked my hips harder and said loudly, "Harry! Please, Harry, faster." He then started to finger me faster, and I started squirming and whimpering in pleasure. He then stuck his fingers further, searching for my g-spot, and when he found it, he rubbed it along with my clit, and I shrieked and said, "Fuck! Harry, again! Please!" He continued to rub my clit and my g-spot at the same time, and I had started bucking my hips, and my breath was coming in short, high-pitched pants, and I could feel the beginnings of an orgasm coming over me.
I felt it start in my abdomen, and I said in between breaths, "Harry……Oh, god…I'm gonna come…..Please, Harry, I'm gonna come……Oh, gods….Oh, fuck……Yes, yes, yes, YES!!" As I screamed out that last "YES!" my back arched and my muscles seized up as I came. Harry continued to rub my clit as I rocked my hips and rode out my orgasm, until finally I had to stop him because my clit was becoming too sensitive to touch. He then said huskily, "Merlin, you look hot as hell when you come" and I smiled lazily at him, saying, "Now, Harry….I need you inside of me now…I can't wait any longer." He smiled and straddled me, and he leaned down and kissed me languidly, putting his hand on my abdomen and saying a contraceptive charm.
He then ran himself over my opening teasingly, making me moan and buck my hips, trying to get him inside of me. He chuckled and held down my hips, saying, "Someone's impatient" and I said huskily, "Harry, please, don't tease me." He pushed into me slowly, groaning as he did so, and I bit my lip and whimpered as he stretched me. He then said, "It's going to hurt, babes. You ready?" and I nodded, saying, "Harry, please, just do it."
He grabbed my hands and, with a quick kiss to my forehead, he gave one hard thrust and broke my barrier, making me arch my back and squeal in pain. He then whispered, "Are you okay, love?" and I bit my lip and said, "One minute." I took some time to get used to his size (his glorious size……I'm serious! He was huge!), then I nudged his hips softly with mine, saying, "It's okay, Harry. I'm fine; you can move now."
He pulled out of me slowly at first, making us both moan, and when he pushed back in I gasped and muttered quietly, "Shit, that feels good." Harry grinned and started to move slowly, going in and out of me at a leisurely pace and the pain slowly receded into pleasure. I moaned as he went a bit faster and I said through gritted teeth, "Gods, Harry, you're so big!" and he said back huskily, "And you're so tight and warm…….my beautiful witch…….you feel so good." I hooked my legs around his waist and pushed him into me further, making us both groan in delight, and I said, "Fuck, Harry, go faster. Please."
He growled softly and picked up his speed, and I said in his ear, "Harder." He went harder, his balls slapping against me with each thrust, and I let out a loud cry of pleasure and arched into him. He was now pounding into me so fast and hard that my headboard was hitting the wall repeatedly, and soon our moans and grunts and pants filled the room, as did the heavy smell of sex and sweat. I started moving my hips against his to match him; the feelings coursing through me at this time were indescribable. I felt love, pleasure, desire and lust all at once, and as I reached my second orgasm of the night, I looked into Harry's eyes, he said, with all the passion in the world, "I love you, Jem" and that's what triggered it. My eyes rolled in my head and my toes curled as I arched my back and cried out as an intense orgasm tore through my body. Harry, seeing me come as intensely as I did, pumped a couple more times and groaned as his muscles seized up and he followed behind me, grunting my name in pleasure as he came.
He rolled to my right and we lay there, catching our breaths as we came down from our highs. I then said, in between breaths, "Harry….that…..was…..amazing!" and he pulled me to him, wrapped his arms around me and said, "Yes, it was. You are so brilliant and sexy…..my pretty little witch……I love you." I smiled contentedly and ran my fingers through his hair, saying, "I love you, too, Harry……..my gorgeous prince." We lay there holding each other for a few minutes, and then, a wicked idea came to me. I said suddenly, "You know, I'm still feeling a little…….frisky" and Harry grinned slyly, saying, "Really? Well, what did you have in mind?" I rolled on top of him, and I grinned down at him, saying, "I was thinking, maybe, this!" and I started to tickle him playfully, running my fingers up and down his abdomen and sides.
He cried out in surprise and started laughing hysterically, trying to shield his stomach and sides from my tickle attack, and he yelled out, in between laughs, "No! Don't, love! Stop it! Don't tickle me! Oh, you're so evil! I'm gonna get you for this! Stop it, love, please!!" I started laughing because he was, and I continued to tickle him mercilessly for a few more minutes, finally stopping when he couldn't breathe and was about to pass out. He was catching his breath, and he said, "You're so gonna get it now!" and he grabbed me around my waist, flipping us over, and he immediately plunged his fingers into my ribs, reducing me to a giggling, squirming mess.
Finally, as he started to tickle me harder, I cried out in surprise and shouted, "Okay, okay! I give up! I GIVE UP!!" He stopped, and we collapsed, breathing heavily from laughing. He then started to get aroused from lying on top of me, and I felt his hard dick poking my leg, and I gasped and looked at him from under my lashes slyly, saying, "Harry…..you animal!" He growled and I giggled seductively as he pushed me onto my side, and he lifted my right leg, hooked it around his waist, and rubbed himself over me teasingly before thrusting inside of me hard.
I almost came right there because the angle he penetrated me from caused him to hit my g-spot directly, and I cried out, "Fuck!" He then started to fuck me hard, pulling out and thrusting back in while I screamed his name in pleasure, and we both didn't last long. After a couple more thrusts, he started rubbing my clit while he fucked me, and I came hard, squeezing his throbbing cock and making him follow right behind me as he came hard also. After, we got under the covers and I cuddled up next to him, he wrapped his strong arms around me, and, with an affectionate nuzzle to my hair and a whisper of "I love you" and my reply, we fell asleep in each other's arms.
