We left the reception separately, so anyone would notice. I told Luna I was with a headache but I don't know if she heard me since she was talking a lot with some guy, drinking in everything he was saying like it was wine.
By the time we got to the first floor of the hotel, where his room was located, he had already taken off his glasses and his tie. By the time the room door closed, I was barefoot and he had lost his jacket and shirt. It wasn't long until my dress and his pants followed. In no time we were laying on the bed, and he was taking off my bra and kissing my collar bone and I was thinking this is crazy, a can't be in bed with the guy I had a crush on since forever, my brother's best friend and the honorary eight Weasley child.
He got up on the bed and jumped a little while taking off his boxers, while I did the same with my panties. He laid down and I could feel him nervous like a 16 year old virgin while getting the condom from his wallet, and I knew mainly because I also felt like a 16 year old virgin while waiting for him to put it on. He looked me in the eyes and kissed me deeply, getting on top of me.
He moved his lips away from mine and asked "Are you sure about this?" and I answered "Stop talking"
As he entered me, I noticed how gentle he was being. As he moved, he was looking straight at me the whole time, sensing my reactions. He was calm and slow, not forcing anything. Inside, I thanked him for that, because I wasn't really looking for a desperate sex kind of one night stand. I wasn't looking for true love, either. After all that happened the other night, in that hotel room with Draco, I just wanted to be with a person who wants me. Who sees me for who I am. And Harry saw me.
I put my arms around his neck and kissed him again as our bodies found their own pace. I kissed him desperately when the rhythm increased. I kissed him to silence his groan when he came, and he kissed the spot between my neck and shoulder when I came after. He rolled off and laid there next to me, holding my hand.
"I think I want try this"
"This what?"
I turned my head and looked at him.
"Us" he looked back at me "I want to try us"
"Harry-" I started, sitting in the bed "I didn't came here hoping for you to marry me. I came to have a good time"
"I know that" he sat, getting his glasses from the night stand "I didn't asked you to. I just… I don't know. You are a serious girl, and I respect you way too much to just get into your pants and never call again. I would like to date you, that's all" I noticed the worried look in his green eyes "I mean, if you don't want to-"
"I guess we can have a date and see how it goes from there" I gave him a smile, getting up and taking my underwear from the room floor "But don't get too cocky, Potter, you haven't won me over just yet"
I wasn't lying. Deep in my heart I felt he didn't deserved to be lied to, and my heart wasn't totally available at the time – even though I wasn't really telling him that. I know, I'm not dating Draco and he didn't even kissed me once yet, and for all that I knew he only saw me as his childhood friend, but right now he had a bigger spot in my heart. I'm not saying I'm in love – because I'm not. I don't think I am. I'm just a girl that likes to dream.
"Don't worry" he said, laying down again "You're going to your room? I thought you would spend the night"
"I need to go, Luna will notice" I said, while putting on my panties and bra "Besides, if anyone sees me leaving in the morning, they'll know. And I want to keep this low profile for now"
"Okay, I get it" Harry saw me get into my dress without zipping it up "If Ron knew what we did, he would kick my ass"
"So don't say anything and your ass won't get kicked" I got on the bed to give him a kiss goodbye and left the room, with my shoes on my hand and my dress unzipped.
The corridor was empty, and my room was on the next floor. I got upstairs trying to make no sound (I took the stairs), and I got into my room. Luna wasn't there, so I guess she was with that guy from the reception. Took my dress off, fell on the bed, and in no time I was already asleep.
The next morning I got up to the sound of Luna opening the door. I opened my eyes and smiled at her.
"Sorry, honey, I didn't meant to wake you up" she said, taking off her shoes.
"I slept enough" I lied, and sat on my bed "You were with that hottie all night?"
"Yeah, but I guess it was just another one night stand" she said, and fell on the mattress "I need a bath really bad, we are supposed to be in London in about four hours"
So we started getting ready, had some breakfast and took our bags to the car we rented to get there. I said goodbye to my brothers, Hermione and my parents, and as I was about to get into the car, Harry got out of the hotel and embraced me.
"I will call you soon" he whispered to my ear "And we should get dinner sometime"
"Okay" I said, smiling at him "See you then"
"Bye"
They all waved as we drove away, and I leaned on the seat and thought about the night before. Harry is an amazing guy. I'd be lucky to have a guy like him in my life, for a change.
It wasn't long until I got my date with Harry. About one week to be exact. He was calling me almost every day to make sure I wasn't going to change my mind. I found it very sweet, because I didn't remembered Harry as being like this. Or maybe I didn't noticed because we never dated before.
He came to pick me up at seven and took me to some fancy Italian restaurant. I'm not a huge fan of pasta, so I had a salad. He had a big plate of pasta and seemed delighted about it.
We talked the whole meal about my work and his work. He told me his boss told him that if he really worked hard, he could be the next one to be promoted. But that meant he was supposed to leave London and start his real special agent training.
We laughed a lot, remembering the old times, when he was always at my house with Ron playing video games, or playing soccer in our backyard. He told me how happy he felt when he had to kiss me when we were younger, but he never made an attempt to date me because I was Ron's little sister and he thought it was inappropriate, since they were best mates. And he also felt that I was in love with Draco most of our high school years, because we were always together.
I told him he was crazy, nothing ever happened between me and Draco. And that's true. He was always too busy shagging other girls to ever notice me. Harry took my hand and smiled, saying he didn't wanted to talk about Malfoy anymore. And neither did I.
After dessert, Harry received a phone call from his boss and had to leave the table. I was left there, looking around, not really knowing how to act. Then I saw a stunning girl entering the room, big legs and small dress, blond hair and piercing blue eyes. I recognized her, she was some kind of supermodel. I saw her picture on the cover of a magazine. She is so beautiful, I thought, so why is she alone here? Like everyone in the room, I was focusing my attention in her, and not in the man who was sitting next to her.
I don't know why I even felt surprised. I guess I didn't expected her to be someone who pays for pretend love. But, as a matter of fact, Draco Malfoy was sitting next to her, rubbing her knee, whispering in her ear, making her giggle like a little stupid girl. And I couldn't take my eyes off them. They were so… perfect together. They looked like some superstar couple we see every day in those tabloids, living in their own perfect little bubble.
I felt incredibly insignificant. He was okay, living his life like always, and didn't even made a effort to talk to me in almost two weeks. For all this time, I kept lying to myself, allowing me to think that maybe he was sad and heartbroken, always thinking about picking up the phone and calling me. I thought he would miss me. But I guess I was wrong.
That night, when I got into my place, I swore to myself to stop allowing myself to feel miserable about that piece of shit. I was done with Draco Malfoy. At least I wanted to be.
