This chapter contains adult content (M rating), please take that into consideration!

I also want to add that alcohol should be consumed with moderation!

Love me Tender

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The New Year party was taking place at Charles Wood's house like the year before. Charles was a 7th year Gryffindor and because both his parents were professional Quidditch player, he was often left home alone, something he had learned to take advantage of.

Victoire, Freya and a very happy Dominique arrived through the floo network around 9 o'clock on new year's eve, the three of them beautifully dressed and wearing perfect make-up. The place was already crowded, which wasn't a surprise since Charles had invited everyone. Victoire even saw a couple of first years, chatting in a corner and students from past years scattered here and there.

Their first stop was, of course, the drinking table where Victoire and Freya filled their cups with firewhisky. Dominique hesitated, looking expectantly at Victoire.

"If papa knew there was alcohol at this party, he would never have allowed me to come," she said, joking. Victoire knew this was true, but at the same time, her father must have known there would be some alcohol, but he trusted his daughters.

"You can have one glass of firewhisky, but after that, you'll stick to butterbeer, alright?" Victoire said, handing her younger sister a cup of alcohol. One glass wouldn't have too much effect on Dominique hopefully, and Victoire couldn't refuse her sister anything since Christmas anyway.

"You're the best, Vic!" she shouted, hugging her sister shortly before taking the glass of her hands.

Victoire was happy to have her sister with her. She had been quite surprised when her dad agreed to let Dominique come with her tonight but she had decided not to question his decision, fearing he might change his mind. Her mom had been so pleased to see her two daughters getting ready together, she had, of course, helped them do their make-up joyfully. Freya had arrived a bit later, already prepared and Fleur and Bill had just loved her, which Victoire hadn't expected. Freya with her clever mouth and attitude wasn't really what adults called charming.

"So you told me only Finn was coming. What happened to Jared, Lucas, and Perseus?" Victoire asked her friends, while the three of them walked toward the garden.

"Lucas and Jared went to the USA with Lucas's parents to see some family," she answered, take a sip from her cup, "And Perseus has to spend New Year's Eve with his family,"

"What a shame," Victoire commented.

Freya nodded "And I'm not actually sure we'll get to see much of Finn tonight either. He just started dating that guy from Gryffindor," she explained "But this gives us a perfect opportunity to have a girls night! Right, Dom?"

"Yes, it will do you some good to be away from males tonight," her sister approved.

"Males?" Victoire laughed at her sister's choice of vocabulary "I actually only have a problem with one of them, not the whole species,"

She hadn't talked to Teddy since the Christmas dinner, and he had made no attempt at contacting her, following Dominique's advice diligently. She knew he was supposed to be here tonight, with Alice, but she hadn't seen either of them yet. She had no intention of talking to him if she did find him though. Of course, she had the slightest hope, that what Dominique had said was true, that he truly was in love with her, but if his silence was anything to go by, she was wrong to even hope.

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The night went in a flash, Freya, Victoire, and Dominique dancing together, talking to other drunk people and simply having fun. Finn had come to say hello and introduced his boyfriend before disappearing again. It was now 10 to midnight and Victoire had just spotted Nathan in the crowd. She went to talk to him, after warning Freya and her sister, making her way through the sea of bodies pressed together, dancing.

"Hello stranger," she said, wrapping her hand around his shoulder in an amicable gesture. She knew she was a bit drunk but she didn't want a repeat from the summer party, so she checked that her Veela power were safely buried and she made sure not to sound like she was flirting.

"Hi, Vic," Nathan answered, smiling. It seemed like he was slightly drunk too.

"I haven't seen you all night, where have you been?"

"Jason and I had a little crisis to take care off," he said, pointing toward Jason, who was sitting in one of the sofas next to the windows.

"What crisis?" Victoire had to shout, so Nathan could hear her above the very loud music.

"Teddy of course," he answered, eyeing her surprised.

"What did he do now?" she asked, only half of her wanting to hear the answer.

"You don't know? He and Alice broke up," Nathan explained.

"What? They broke up? Why?"

"I don't know, but Teddy has been drinking non stop since we got here," he complained "We've been watching over him for the past 3 hours,"

Freya and Dominique appeared next to Victoire.

"Vic, everything all right?" her sister asked.

"Yes, nothing major," she replied, not wanting to get her hopes up.

"Nothing major? Come on Victoire, Teddy and Alice breaking up must affect you a bit more than that," Nathan argued, always able to see through her detached act.

"They broke up?" Freya and Dominique asked at the same time, astonished.

"It must be because of you Victoire," Dominique said immediately after, not even waiting for confirmation.

"You must go talk to him," Freya insisted.

"I don't care if it because of me or not," she said, but none of her three friends looked convinced. "And if it is because of me, I'll be the last person Teddy wants to see,"

"On the contrary, I'm pretty sure, you're the only one he wants to see right now," Nathan said.

Victoire looked very tempted to listen to her friends. Despite everything, she loved Teddy and cared deeply for him, she had to make sure he was alright. But less than 3 hours ago she had sworn to stay away from him tonight and that she wouldn't let him hurt her again. She looked at Freya and Dominique for help.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of Dominique. Take all the time you need," Freya said, answering Victoire's silent question. That finished to convince her.

"Thanks, I'll try to come back quickly," she said before turning toward Nathan and sighing heavily, "Where is he?"

"He must be sitting somewhere near Jason on the sofas, at least, that's where I left them,"

Victoire cursed silently, leaving Jason in charge of a drunk person wasn't the wisest idea. She left her friends and walked toward the sofas, dodging the crowd of people as best as she could. She located Jason again, but he was unsurprisingly sitting by himself, having obviously followed Teddy in his drinking marathon.

"Hi Jason, where is Teddy?" she asked him.

"Hello there Vic! You look lovely tonight!" he mumbled, his eyes glazed from the alcohol.

"Come on Jason, focus! Where's Teddy?" she tried again.

"I don't know, he went to look for you I think," Jason said, but Victoire was already walking away. She was searching the mass of students frenetically, trying to locate Teddy. For some reason, she couldn't wait to see him now.

He's looking for me, she thought happily.

She started walking again, pushing past people, when everyone started shouting.

"10, 9, 8,"

She felt a hand land on her shoulder.

"7, 6, 5"

She turned around to find Teddy looking at her intensely. His hair was the colour of whisky, a strange mixture of brown and orange. He appeared to be less drunk then Jason, but still a bit more than just tipsy.

"4, 3, 2"

"Victoire," he murmured, his voice raspy.

"1"

"Teddy?" Victoire asked, searching his hazel eyes.

And as the crowd shouted "0", he kissed her. It was the softest kiss as if he was afraid to break her or spook her. Victoire kissed him right back, just as gently. As everyone around them started wishing each other a happy new year, Teddy placed his hand on her lower back to hold her more closely. Victoire put one hand on his cheek, holding his face. Her other hand went to his arm.

Teddy broke the kiss first and looked at her tenderly. It was as if the hundred people around them had vanished and they were the only two persons in the room, Victoire could only focus on him. She saw his hair alternating between the whisky colour, a turquoise blue and violet, showing how much on edge he was and couldn't help passing a hand through it.

"I broke up with Alice," he said, staring at her.

"I know," Victoire answered, looking into his eyes.

"Dominique was right," he continued, stepping closer to her.

"About what?" Victoire had to ask, she had to know.

"I was hiding," he murmured into her ear, tickling Victoire's ear with his breath.

"From what?" Victoire was liquefying in his arms.

"From what I want," he said, his face still dangerously close. Victoire waited for him to elaborate.

"It's you I want, Vic," he finally whispered in her ear and moved his face a little lower, so he could kiss her neck. He carried on kissing and sucking her neck, making a sweet moan escape Victoire's lips.

"Teddy, not here," was all she managed to say, before his lips were back on hers and he was ravishing her mouth. This kiss was nothing like the previous one. It was devastating, passionate and very pressing. Victoire wanted nothing more than to kiss him all night, but a few wolf whistled interrupted them and she broke the kiss, her face red and hot.

"Not here," she said again. Teddy nodded, very seriously and grabbed her by the hips before disapparting with her.

They landed in a room Victoire knew too well. It was Teddy's bedroom back at his grandmother's.

"Gran isn't here tonight," he quickly said.

Victoire smiled at him invitingly.

"You had everything planned, didn't you?" she said, teasing.

"No, Victoire…. I wasn't expecting anything… I'm still not," he said, very clumsily "I can bring you back to the party or we can just kiss, or talk," he offered.

"I was joking, Teddy," she said gently, placing her hands on his chest, "I want this,"

She had to stand on her tiptoe but she managed to kiss Teddy, who soon lowered his head to allow her a better access. This was all the confirmation he needed. His hands landed on her hips and he tugged her to him. He took over the kiss, thrusting his tongue inside her mouth and caressing hers. Victoire had thrown her arms around Teddy's neck and was pressing herself against him. She felt one of his hand slide slowly to her ass, cupping one cheek. She moaned in his mouth, encouraging him. They moved toward the bed and pulled away from each other just long enough to catch their breath. Victoire climbed on the bed, kicking her shoes of her feet and Teddy joined her, having gotten rid of his own shoes. They went back to kissing each other desperately with their hand exploring each other's body. Teddy lifted her dress to gain access to her thighs and stomach. Strangely Victoire felt shy, even though this was hardly her first time, not after her summer in France. But somehow, being with Teddy, her lifelong crush was intimidating and exciting at the same time. As his hands reached her breasts and reached for her bra's clasp, she started lifting his shirt. When he managed to unclasp her bra, she made him move his arm on top of his head, so she could remove his shirt completely. Teddy then lowered her dress's straps, freeing her breasts. He looked at her intently, devouring her with his eyes alone.

"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen Victoire. You're perfect," he said, his voice hoarse.

"Shut up and kiss me," was her only reply. She felt very self-conscious with his gaze on her.

Teddy followed her order, by kissing her neck and slowly going lower, leaving a trail of kisses on her body. He reached her left nipple and took it in his mouth, making sweet noises come out of Victoire's mouth.

She had her hands in his, now violet, hair, pulling him closer to her. Once he had finished sucking on her left nipple, he concentrated on the other one, while keeping one hand playing with her left breast. Victoire was getting wetter by the second and wanted to remove their clothes very badly. When Teddy released her second bud, she took her dress off, and was now standing completely naked expect for her lacey black thong. Teddy followed her example and dropped his trousers, only keeping his boxers on. He pushed Victoire gently to fully lay on the bed and started kissing her again. He placed himself over her, nudging her to open her legs. She did and Teddy positioned himself between them. They started grinding against each other with their underwear as sole separation. A groan escaped Teddy, turning Victoire on even more. Her hands were going up and down Teddy's back, caressing him. Teddy's mouth left Victoire as he slowly moved down her body, going even lower than before. He was kissing her lower stomach, then the inside of her thighs and Victoire felt his hand pushing against her underwear, making her moan even more loudly. He pushed the thong on the side and thrust one finger inside her.

"Do you like it, Vic?" he asked as he kept thrusting his finger.

Victoire didn't answer the sounds she was making a good enough indication of how much she liked it. Teddy added another finger, making her gasp.

"I love how responsive you are," Teddy said again, before starting to kiss the inside of her thighs once more. He took his fingers away and Victoire cried at the loss. But Teddy's mouth was getting nearer and she started writhing on the bed, waiting. Teddy first removed her thong completely, letting it slide down her legs, before tossing it on the floor along with their other clothes.

Victoire tensed as she felt him sweep his tongue between her folds, licking her once. Then he did it again and again and again, until Victoire was just a writhing mess. He then took her clitoris inside his mouth and bit gently on it, sending Victoire over the edge. He waited until she came down from her orgasm and then his tongue was plunging inside her, thrusting and swirling, making Victoire reach her peak a second time. He licked her clean and then came back up, kissing her. She tasted herself on his lips and was somehow incredibly turned on by it.

"I need you in me, Teddy," she said, reaching down for his boxer with her hand. She felt how hard he was through his underwear and he thrust into her hand, groaning loudly. She took his boxer down and they were finally both naked and breathing heavily. She reached for him again and took him in her hand. She smeared the drop of pre-come and started pumping gently.

"Merlin, Victoire, you can't do that or …" Teddy said, his voice sounded like he was hurting.

Victoire let go of him and kissed him instead, spreading her legs as wide as she could.

Teddy placed himself right above her and she guided him with her hand. She felt him pushing at her entrance until his head was inside. She cried out as he thrust deeper, making him freeze above her.

"Are you alright? Am I hurting you?" he asked alarmed.

"No, no keep going," she said, running her hand up and down his back.

Teddy did exactly that, as he moved deeper very slowly until he was fully sheathed. He gave Victoire some time to adjust before he started moving gently inside her.

"Faster, Teddy," she pleaded, her voice husky.

Teddy upped his pace and she tightened her grip on him, moaning noisily. Teddy's eyes were fixed on her own, the two of them letting their unspoken feelings show in that moment. Teddy moved even faster and his mouth came crashing on hers. She scratched his back as his thrusts became slower, but more powerful. She felt herself shiver as another orgasm started building inside her. Teddy was now kissing her breasts again, intensifying her pleasure. He tilted his hips, making sure to rub her clit with every thrust. He then bit one of her nipples again and Victoire came, her pussy contracting around him and triggering his own release. Teddy let himself fall next to her as she was quivering from the aftershocks.

He stood up after a short while and went into the adjoining bathroom. He came back with a wet cloth and proceeded to clean himself and Victoire gently. Once he was done, he lay back down on the bed, taking Victoire into his arms and pulling the cover over them. He kissed her tenderly every where on her face, making her laugh.

"Happy New Year Victoire," he said to her, stroking her silky hair.

"Happy New Year Teddy," she answered.

Neither of them said anything else as they fell asleep, wrapped in each other's arms.