Chapter 26

Tiannah woke up in Oliver's arms the next morning. She kissed him until he stirred, and he opened his eyes, smiling.

"Morning, beautiful. What do we have planned today?"

"Dunno. Hest said that she has something involving Quidditch."

Oliver suddenly panicked. "Merlin, I'm supposed to be planning new Quidditch regimes this summer!"

"Oliver, we have weeks left."

"Tia, you know how much we need to win the cup!"

Tiannah sighed and kissed Oliver softly. He lifted her up on top of himself and kissed her passionately, slipping his hands up her shirt. She pulled away and gave him a stern look.

"We are going to have fun today, Ollie. If you don't stop stressing, we will never again go further than kissing. Got that, love?"

"Fine."

The days flew by, and soon it was the last day without any parents. The foursome had spent the days using roller-skates around the house, trying to catch a snitch, playing more truth or dare, Hestia and Ken experimenting with the condoms (Ken said that they were very itchy) and swimming in the lake. Hestia had a brilliant idea on the last afternoon.

Hestia whispered something to Tiannah.

"I love you, Hest!" she said, smirking, as they made their way upstairs.

"What, are you two lesbians planning on ditching your boyfriends?" Ken called out.

"Pretty much!" Tiannah called out, unfazed by his comment.

Hestia went through Tiannah's clothing, sighing.

"Honestly, why don't you own something remotely skimpy?"

"Um, because I hate stuff like that."

"You are so lucky to have me."

"That," Tiannah said, smirking, "is a matter of opinion."

Hestia stuck her tongue out at her friend and picked out a few items from her own bag: fishnet stockings, a denim miniskirt and a black, tight midriff top.

"Tia, put these on. Oh, and these boots," the blond said, handing Tiannah a pair of boots.

"Hest..."

"Let's have fun tonight! C'mon Tia, I'm not asking you to shag Snape! It isn't that bad."

"Please," Tiannah shuddered, "don't even mention 'shag' and 'Snape' in the same sentence."

Tiannah and Hestia walked back downstairs in half an hour, wearing the skimpiest clothing that they probably had, and would ever wear. Oliver's jaw dropped when he saw his girlfriend. Tiannah smirked and kissed him lightly.

"Tia," he whispered into her ear, "you're killing me."

"Oh, am I? Terribly sorry."

"Seriously, Tia. I think you are too beautiful for your own good."

Tiannah blushed, feeling very flattered. "Thanks."

Hestia was going through Tiannah's kitchen cupboard and found something that she liked very much.

"Look! Firewhiskey and wine!"

Tiannah looked in the cupboard and rolled her eyes. "My parents do like to drink."

"Well," said Oliver, wrapping an arm around Tiannah's waist, "let's lighten their load, shall we?"

Tiannah, Ken and Hestia nodded enthusiastically.

At first it started off innocent enough. It was after an hour, though, that the effects of the firewhiskey and wine were showing.

"The other night," Tiannah began loudly, "I shagged Ollie! It was sooo much fun! It took us, like, ten minutes! Isn't that amazing?"

"I like shagging Ken. It is fun!" Hestia said, giggling.

"I know right! Guess what Hestia?"

"What?"

"I have big boobs and long legs!"

"I wish I had your boobs," Hestia said enviously.

"My boobs suck."

"I like your boobs," Oliver said suddenly.

"No! Hestia's boobs are better!" Ken slurred.

Oliver and Ken started to argue about which female's boobs were better. Oliver won the argument.

"Tiannah's boobs are bigger, therefore, they are better."

Tiannah was becoming bored of the conversation, so she went over to the counter and found a newspaper. She brought it over to Hestia and showed it to her.

"Look! There's a sexy beast!"

"Ooh, it's Sexius Black!"

Tiannah grinned and kissed the murderer's photo. "I want Sexius in my bed."

Oliver pouted. "I thought you wanted me in your bed!"

"I did. But I haven't had Sexius in my bed yet. Maybe I can find him!" she said brightly.

"Let's look for Sexius!" Hestia suggested.

"Maybe he's under the bed!"

Tiannah and Hestia ran upstairs and looked under the bed. Tiannah frowned when she didn't find 'Sexius.'

"I wish he was here! I would share him with you, Hest!"

Hestia tugged the newspaper from Tiannah's arms. "He's MINE!"

Quick as a flash, Tiannah whipped her wand out and stuck the photo to her shirt. "See this, Hest? Sexius is on my boobs!"

Hestia giggled and the two, drunken teens made their way downstairs. Oliver motioned for Tiannah to jump into his arms from one of the top steps, and she did so, giggling. She fell on top of Oliver and kissed him roughly, before pulling away, smirking and standing up.

"CONGA LINE! Hen, Kestia, join in!"

But when Tiannah glanced at her friends, she realised that they were very busy. Tiannah pouted.

"Kissing is yucky! Why do people do it, Ollie?"

Oliver frowned. "Why do people kiss?"

"I asked you, dumbass!"

"My ass isn't dumb! I'm very sexy," said Oliver wisely. Tiannah ran a finger across his chest, stopping when she reached his trousers.

"Those trousers look great, Ollie. But they would look better on my bedroom floor."

Oliver's response was to smash his lips onto Tiannah's. She giggled as he pulled her on top of him, and she swung her legs around his waist. His fingers slipped under the waistband of her skirt and she shivered slightly as his fingers glided across her sensitive skin.

Suddenly struck by an idea, she pulled away.

"Let's rollerskate!"

Tiannah ran upstairs to grab a pair of rollerskates for Oliver and herself. Quickly running back downstairs, she handed a pair to Oliver.

Two, drunk teenagers rollerskating around the house wasn't a good combination. But every time that they crashed into a wall, it didn't even faze them. They were having way too much fun to care about a trivial thing like pain. And, they could easily take another swig of firewhiskey, which took their minds of their throbbing limbs. Ken and Hestia were half-undressed on the couch, kissing passionately. After a while, Tiannah and Oliver took off their rollerskates, panting.

"Well, that was fun."

Tiannah ran upstairs and grabbed the packet of condoms.

When she came back down, she sat in Oliver's lap and ran her fingers through his hair.

"Can we please use these condoms? I'm drunk and horny. Ollie, I want you."

Oliver's response was to throw Tiannah down on the table.

Tiannah woke up on the table an hour or two later. She sat up groggily and rubbed her eyes, spotting Oliver next to her.

Groaning, she stood up to retrieve her knickers. She panicked when she saw the blood on the table and how ripped her knickers were.

"Ollie, wake up!"

Oliver opened his eyes. "Bloody hell," he moaned.

"Oliver, what happened? Agh!" she exclaimed, as her head throbbed painfully.

He looked down at Tiannah. "Tia, you're bleeding!"

"What did we do?"

"I can't remember!"

Tiannah knew that she was drunk. The telltale signs of a spinning head and burning throat gave it away.

She moved and yelped in agony.

"Tia? Where are you hurt?"

She sat down and Oliver looked down at the bleeding area.

"Oh Merlin... I was too rough with you... fuck, Tia! I'm sorry!"

"Ollie, we were both drunk. I'm not angry."

He saw her eyes fill with tears and he took out his wand, igniting it.

Oliver noticed the bruises around her groin and lower back.

"I hurt you," he whispered, stroking her hair.

"Please make it stop."

"I know a spell that could heal the internal injuries, if it helps."

Tiannah nodded and Oliver murmured a spell, over and over again until it sounded like a song. When he finished, Tiannah gingerly stood up. Walking didn't hurt so much anymore, to her relief.

"Ollie, can you give me a bath?"

Oliver lifted her up carefully and carried her upstairs into the bathroom. He turned on the hot water, poured some bubble bath into its surface and gently placed Tiannah in it. When Tiannah realised that Oliver was naked, she smirked.

"The lovely view is making me feel a lot better."

Oliver smiled warmly and washed her hair, then proceeding to rubbing down her body with soap. Tiannah closed her eyes, as Oliver's hands made her forget about all of her pain. Oliver found some heat cream in his bag and rubbed the bruised areas on Tiannah with it. It burned and tingled, but provided immediate relief.

"Where did you get this?" she asked incredulously. It clearly was a muggle item.

"Oh, I was recommended it by Charlie Weasley for muscle aches. His father works with muggle items, and one day, he looked into pain relief. Useful, if like me, you are hopeless at healing spells."

"Nah, Ollie, you've made me feel heaps better."

Oliver smiled his trademark, gorgeous smile and carried Tiannah into bed. "Would you like me to get you some clothes?"

"I'll just sleep like this, thanks."

Oliver planted a soft kiss on her lips and gently trailed his kisses down the valley of her chest, down her rib cage and down to her stomach. He slowly brought the kisses back up to her lips.

"I'm so sorry, beautiful."

"I don't even remember anything. In the morning, I doubt that I will remember this. I am never getting drunk again."

Oliver chuckled and kissed Tiannah's nose.

"Promise me you'll remember something in the morning."

"Yes?"

"I love you."

Disclaimer: Me no own, so you no sue.