Chapter 20

The school was buzzing about last Friday night's homecoming game. Our team lost unfortunately. The cheer squad didn't seem to mind it, we worked our tales off cheering anyway, and we were proud of it. We still had our trophy from our cheer competition. Speaking of that, we had one more competition. Our last chance to get Gold. We worked hard after school to make our routines stronger and better than ever. We gained quite a few new members since Deanna and I originally made the team.

There's Courtney, and Tyler, Miranda, and Gabbie. They each bring a new style of cheering to our squad. Tyler has strong leadership skills, she's tough and will make a great captain one day. Miranda is fun, and knows how to party. Our routines have never had better flare thanks to her. Courtney and Gabbie are two girls that really know their hair and make-up. We'll look just like a glam squad out there on the gym floor.

Deanna and I have never had more fun, just as we said we would. We found our place among our peers. We were considered the best and the brightest of our year. We knew just about everyone, because we were kind to all walks of life. You didn't even have to be our friend, or apart of the cheer squad to sit at our lunch table. We welcomed everyone.

Academically, I've always learned faster than others. What a normal girl my age would know is something I learned four years ago. I tend to know things before we even get started. Dad says it's apart of my gift. I've always been that way. Studious, and proud. I have to say that this idea people have about high school being hard and upsetting is wrong. I won't lie though it was at times especially with my powers. I'm lucky I was able to control them before I was out of kindergarten. Mom taught me well. However all that I did was never an end for me. Being a hero and keeping the Earth safe was always my end game. It was closer now than ever. It felt like everything was ending for everyone, but for me I was just getting started.

For Charlie and I to have our special first time together before I left; had to be planned specifically. I wanted it to be something we both had that was ours. I wanted the memory to be deep. I wanted to leave Charlie with a piece of me he won't ever forget. Seeing as it was my first time I was still a complete wreak. I had read and talked to my mom about all kinds of things. I was still scared. Everytime I thought of Charlie and I together like that, my heart would beat out of my chest. My palms would start to sweat, and my body would quiver. I'm sure Charlie thinks the same way. He's been such a gentleman. He's very respectful of me and of my dad. He didn't want to do it, until we were both ready, and it was something I truly wanted.

He told me once that emotionally he'll always be there to support me; and he'll cheer on my success, and cry with me at my failures. Sexually, he said I'm all he ever wants. When we kiss I can feel the tension. When he hugs me, the tension is so strong you could cut it with a knife. We've drug it out long enough. Waiting until after we were married seemed like a pipe dream now. We couldn't wait. I was afraid I'd mess up at the Academy. I could end up killing myself. I didn't want Charlie to go through life never having me. All of me.

After cheer practice he met me at my locker, like he did everyday. I waited until Deanna left to talk to him. The school hallway was empty except for the two of us. I began kissing him first. He smiled into the kisses and kissed me back.

"What was that for?" He asked.

"Charlie..."

My voice became stuck in my throat.

"How...how would you feel about becoming more intimate with me?"

He placed one hand on the locker and leaned forward.

"How do you mean?" He asked.

My legs began to shake.

"I..."

I paused. No, I had to be confident in this.

"Charlie, I'm ready to have sex with you."

Charlie's eyes widened then he looked away.

"I can understand if you don't want too...but I wanted you to know that...I want you to know that I'm leaving a piece of me with you when I leave, and it's something that's yours and no one else's...I love you more than anything in this world Charlie and I-"

He quickly pushed me up against the lockers kissing me. I kissed him back. He pulled away breathless.

"I've waited so long for you Harmione...how...how are we gonna do this?"

I smirked. My idea was to do it at his place. It would be easier there, because unlike me Charlie was an only child. Although we had to pick a time we knew both of his parents would be out. Saturday was the day. See, every Saturday his parents go grocery shopping to get the food they need for the week. His mom spends more time than average at the store looking for food for Charlie because he's diabetic. She literally keeps a long list of canned goods, and food products; with all the carbohydrates and sugars listed for each one. She and Charlie work together to come up with his meal plans. We knew it would be a good three to four hours before we saw them again. More than enough time. We also wanted to be completely safe during our time together so we did use protection. It was the first time for us both.

I came over that Saturday like normal. I didn't dress up in anything specific. It was still cold out so I actually dressed in layers. Charlie and I played video games until his parents left. The moment the door clicked and the car left the driveway we didn't just jump up and go. We were both beside ourselves. The nerves were unreal. Charlie told me he's never done this before, and he really didn't want to hurt me. We were both so inexperienced we didn't know what to do first. It was so awkward because neither one had ever seen the other fully undressed. I had seen Charlie without his shirt numerous times, and he's seen me in a bikini but we didn't really talk about it. We went swimming like that, and that was just the thing you did.

My heart was beating so fast I could hear it in my ears. We were in his bedroom and he sat on the bed next to me. We were used to kissing, but this time kissing him was hard. He leaned forward and put his hands on my face to kiss me. We pecked lips and he pulled away.

"I can't."

"It's okay Charlie."

"Sorry...sorry...I'm just...nervous...let me start again."

He kissed me and I felt his hand on my thigh. He jumped and pulled away. We bumped heads.

"Charlie!"

"Sorry!" He touched my head and rubbed it.

We leaned in close and I kissed him first this time. I gently put my hand on his knee and pulled away.

"Har..."

"No...No!" I shouted. "No okay, I want this... I'm not gonna...okay..."

I leaned forward kissing him again. He gently touched my butt. I snorted a laugh and placed my forehead on his. He smirked and let out an airy laugh.

"Sorry!" I yelled loudly, and then suddenly squealed in frustration.

"Why don't we try just kissing like we normally do...and not think of anything else?"

"Okay."

"Yeah...come here."

He pulled me by my wrist and pulled me up off the bed. Standing up and kissing him felt a little more comfortable. Charlie was right, once we cleared our minds it started to get a little easier.

I wrapped my arms around his neck kissing him. He placed his hands on my waist and kissed me. As we kissed I felt his hands travel down to my butt. I allowed him to fondle me there. I then jumped up slightly, and he caught me holding me in his arms as he kissed me. I wrapped my legs around his waist. Charlie slowly sat me down on the bed and kneeled in front of me. I held his face as we kissed. He pulled away abruptly.

"You want to continue?" He said already out of breath.

"Yes." I told him before kissing him again. As we kissed I pulled off my sweater, and then my undershirt. As I said I was in layers. He kissed my cheek all the way down to my palm. I began to strip for him. The air was cold, but Charlie felt so warm. I laid back on Charlie's bed completely naked. My entire face was red and I hid my private parts from Charlie with my hand. I think it was just a subconscious thing. He smiled at me, at seeing me for the first time. I was 17, but my breasts weren't very large so I was really embrassed.

"Don't be so modest Har..." He told me. "Can I?"

"Yes..."

He gently moved my hands away from my privates and my arm away from my breasts. He held them down to the bed by my wrists.

"You're beautiful...you always have been..." He mumbled and kissed me again. He began to kiss my neck. I felt really hot now. We were going to do this. Charlie kept stopping to ask me questions. He never wanted to touch me, if I didn't want him too. He made his first move and began to stroke my privates for the first time. I gasped involuntarily. He stopped.

"You okay?"

"Yes..." I panted.

"You want me to stop?"

"No...Charlie, it's okay..."

He kissed me again. As we kissed he continued to stroke me. I had never had a boy touch me so gently yet so passionately before. He took everything super slow and made sure I was okay before he continued. As much as he wanted this to be special for me, I wanted it to be special for him. I pulled at his pull over as he kissed me. He quickly sat up and took it off, along with his t-shirt.

"Charlie..."

"What...are you okay, do you want to stop?"

I looked at his stomach, there was a scar from Zombozo's knife and my healing spell. He also had a few bruises from his injections. He looked down at his stomach.

"Oh...don't worry about that...those are old bruises."

"Do they hurt?"

"No...no I'm fine..."

He grabbed my hand and kissed it.

"Give me a second." He insisted. He then unbuckled his belt and took off his pants. He stripped for me and lied on top of me completely naked. His face was red, and like always anytime he was embarrassed; the red tint went all the way to his ears.

"I...I don't know what you were expecting Harmione...but this is me..."

He put his forehead to mine, and his soft fringe touched my skin. He was sweating.

"This is me..." He said again. I just smiled. "And it's yours."

I reached for his crotch and just stroked him gently. He closed his eyes tightly and grunted into my face. I couldn't tell if it was pleasurable or painful for him so I stopped. He moaned and looked me in the eyes.

"Harmione...whatever happens out there at the Academy...I want you to know that I'll be here... Waiting for you...just like I always have...and just like I always will be." He breathed.

We kissed again. As we kissed, he began to finger me. I gasped and groaned into our kiss. It was extremely painful. I didn't mean too, but I began to cry. He stopped immediately.

"Har..."

He kissed my tears.

"I'm sorry..."

"No...don't be...I...I'm just crying because I love you so much Charlie." I choked out. Tears just flooded my eyes.

"Hey..."

He held me close, and we tightly held hands.

"Just relax...and let me in."

My body contracted and fought with Charlie's body. It felt so strange and so wrong. Charlie was respectful, and didn't move until I was ready too. He just held me close and whispered to me just how much he loved me. As he then began to make love to me, I screamed. My small body withered in agony.

"Charlie...Charlie, stop!" I screamed. He moved away from me so fast I wasn't even aware of it.

"You okay?!" He yelled over my cries. "Harmione hey!"

"I want this so bad Charlie...why can't I just ease up and do it?!"

We both breathed heavily for a moment. Then Charlie laid down beside me. He tapped his lap.

"Here..."

He pulled me by the hand and gently eased me on top of him.

"You alright...is that better?"

I nodded. Strangely it felt better to be on top of Charlie. He held my hands and guided me down. He closed his eyes and his hips bucked. Out of uncertainty I held them down.

"Sorry...sorry...mmmm...I'm sorry Har...you're in charge okay...okay...just...go ahead." He pantly heavily.

I could feel Charlie's muscles fighting to stay still. He desperately wanted the control. I kissed him and moved my body slowly. He held my hands as I moved. We finally made love to each other. We finally did it. When his parents arrived back home, we were dressed and playing video games again.

"Charles can you help me with the bags please?" His dad asked.

"Yeah Dad."

I helped his family put the groceries away. Charlie smiled at me as I helped. We couldn't take our eyes off each other.

"Charlie, did you and Harmione have a good time playing your games?" His mom asked.

"Uh yeah mom."

"Who won?" His dad asked and put the milk away.

"She did." Charlie said with a smile. I just blushed. He winked at me.