A/N: Just wanted to say Happy Holidays to everyone! Thanks for reviewing and what not! Sorry for the wait…Been super busy…..Hopefully this makes up for it. It's a bit short but I'm suffering from writer's block. Here's more In My Mind…..
Luna had a white knuckled grip on the bathroom sink of the ritzy restaurant Harry took her to. It wasn't often that they frequented places like this, especially in the wizarding world. But the owner promised they'd have their privacy and Harry insisted on celebrating their six month anniversary. They were having a great time and Luna Lovegood was pondering taking their relationship to the next level. But she was scared, she had never been with a man that way before. Until now, she had never wanted to. But she loved Harry.
It was that simple. He saw her for who she truly was. Sometimes it felt too good to be true, but Harry was really that wonderful. And the sexual tension between them had reached a fever pitch. Worse still, he had yet to make a move. Aside from a few heated snogging sessions Harry remained a perfect gentleman. Which led Luna to believe that he was waiting for her to make the first move. Which is why she was gripping the sink so tightly. Exhaling deeply she flashed herself a determined look in the mirror. Tonight she was going to seduce Harry Potter.
Smoothing out her dress, Luna left the restroom and headed back to the table. "Hey Lune," Harry greeted, "did you want any dessert or are you ready to go home?"
"Home will do just fine," She smiled feeling braver given the way his eyes shone with warmth when he looked at her.
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Harry could sense Luna's uneasiness so as they drew to a lull in conversation, Harry grasped both of her hands into his own. His green eyes searched her grey ones with much concern. Trailing his thumb over the fine skin of her hand, he asked, "What's the matter Lune?"
"N-nn-nothing," she stammered and Harry's brow arched skeptically. At his probing gaze, she sighed and shifted in her seat on the couch. "Well, to be honest Harry, I've been trying to figure out how to ask you to….to…"
"To what?" He pressed and was surprised to witness the determined look in her eyes.
Luna leaned forward and reflexively Harry wrapped his arms around her waist. She was in his lap now and it was with bated breath that Harry heard her words hit his ears. "To shag me senseless, Harry."
His grip on her waist tightened as he gasped. Luna pulled back to look into his eyes and if she was surprised by his heated gaze, she didn't show it. Instead she used her new position to rock against his already prominent erection. "Are you quite sure you want this?" He asked with a hiss. She didn't answer, at least not verbally. Lips crashed into his own and Harry felt his blood boil. This was sweetness and passion. Hearing her moan from his touch and feeling her squirm deliciously in his lap was enough to send him over the edge.
Luna was the first to break away from the kiss. She cupped his face with her hands, "To bed then?" she breathed, lips hovering mere centimeters from his.
"Absolutely."
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The shiny hardwood floors of Draco's condo practically glittered in the sunlight and Ginny vaguely wondered if she would ever not be awed by its splendor. Dating Draco has been a little like a fairytale. Ginny had always wanted a Prince Charming and for a while she thought Harry Potter was that man. But what she didn't take into account was Harry's feelings. He was tired of being a knight in shining armour. Lucky for her, Draco wasn't.
He was wonderful, really. At first she had been reserved-after all, not that long ago he was known as a Death Eater, not to mention how he had treated her and her friends at school. But seeing Hermione and Severus's happiness made her want to give Draco a chance. And he had been so kind. There she was, crying into her fire whiskey and all of a sudden his pale hand was wiping away her tears. And then they just…...talked. For hours. He was a breath of fresh air.
"Here, try some of this," His words broke her out of her reverie. She looked up to see Draco holding a spoonful of the sauce he was making. Leaning forward, she licked a little bit off and was surprised by how flavorful it was. It even rivaled her mother's cooking.
"You know, if I had known you were such a great cook, I would have went out with you sooner," she teased.
"And here I thought you wanted me for my charm," Draco replied pouring the sauce over the browned chicken. Honestly, watching him was making her hungry for something other than food. Speaking of being hungry….she snuck another taste when she thought he wasn't looking. "Ah, ah, ah Ginevra," he said causing her to freeze, wide eyed.
"How did you-?" He just turned to her wearing his cocky little smirk. He kissed her cheek, letting his lips linger longer than necessary.
"I just know you, love." It was that simple. He just…...knew. Ginny felt her heart skip a little at his words. How was it possible that he knew her so well? She giggled, drawing him in for a real kiss, one that set them both ablaze. Is this what love is supposed to feel like? "Mmm," he breathed after they had parted. He looked at her with heated eyes. "Why don't you be a good girl and set the table for us?"
Ginny tapped her chin as if pondering this request. "And what's my reward for being good?"
Malfoy arched his brow before leaning in to speak into her ear. "Round three."
His words made shivers go down her spine. Fighting her blush she said, "Only if I'm on top this time." He just grinned and Ginny went to set the table after kissing Draco once more.