Chapter 6
Studying
Harry and Alex walked down the corridors hand-in-hand. It was nearing midnight, and they were walking back to their dorm room after finishing their patrolling of the corridors after curfew, they were both tired, and Alex was jumpy. There was a storm brewing on the horizon, and she knew that by the end of the night that there'd be a storm. And it looked like it'd be a bad one too.
"Why are you so quiet?" Harry asked as he squeezed Alex's hand lightly.
"I don't know. Thinking I guess. And a storm's coming on, and I'm tired. And I think that that is it," Alex sighed as she leaned into his warmth. The castle was freezing at this time of night, and it didn't help that she was still in her uniform, which left her legs pretty much bare. 'One of these days I'm going to have to talk to Dumbledore about these stupid skirts,' she thought as she shivered and cuddled into Harry's side even more, and snaked one of her arms around his waist after letting go of his warm hand.
"Cold?" Harry asked as he felt her burrow into his body. When Alex nodded, Harry threw his arm over her shoulders and pulled her closer to him with a smile. He could smell her perfume, and it was driving him crazy. It had been two weeks since their date at Hogsmeade, where she left him stunned in the middle of the street after all of their flirting, and they still hadn't kissed. But Harry wasn't willing to push her into doing it, so he had to settle with pecks on the cheek and hugging. But he wanted more. He wanted to know what her mouth tasted like, he wanted to know what her mouth felt like, he wanted the feel of her tongue against his. He wanted her. All of her.
"What are you thinking about?" Alex asked as she peeped up at his face and saw a distant look sweep across his features.
"Kissing you," Harry replied without thinking.
"Oh," Alex blushed.
"Oh, what?" Harry asked as he shook his head free of his thoughts and looked down at his girlfriend with a half smile that nearly made Alex's knee's turn to mush.
"Nothing," Alex mumbled and looked at the ground. Harry frowned and was about to ask her what was wrong, but she stopped in front of a painting, and whispered a password, indicating to Harry that they had arrived at their dorm room.
Alex slipped from his grasp and moved into the warm room. They had instructed the House Elf's to keep the fire in the common room going at all times during the nights so that they'd never have to worry about being cold after their patrolling.
"'Night!" Alex called out as she made her way to her room.
"Goodnight, beautiful," Harry told her as he walked towards his room and shut the door.
'I need to find a way to get rid of all of this freaking tension in me,' Harry groaned. Ever since he started to think about what it'd be like to kiss Alex, he had been walking around with a hard on, and the only thing that had kept him from blushing was the fact that the corridors were dark, and the fact that his robes hid his body.
Harry sighed and began to strip out of his clothes. It was late, and he was tired, and now, thanks to his somewhat over imaginative mind, he was hard.
'Think . . . Snape in a tutu!' Harry cringed at that picture. It just didn't seem. . . right. Eww. 'But Alex on the other hand . . .' Harry groaned and broke off his line of thought. A tutu would show off more of Alex's skin than the Hogwarts uniform did, and it was bad enough that she managed to turn him on in those hideous things. 'Just go to sleep and hope that you don't have another dream about Alex,' he ordered to himself.
Sighing once again, Harry stepped out of his pants, leaving him clad only in his black boxers and headed over to his bed and crawled under the cold covers, causing him to gasp as the cold material hit his once warm skin.
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Alex placed her brush back down on the counter in the bathroom and sighed. She was tired, but scared to fall asleep. If it was going to storm, that meant that the nightmares wouldn't be far behind the first thunder strike. Alex brushed her hands down her sides and smoothed out the silk of her champagne colored nightgown. Maybe Harry would let her sleep with him. But she didn't want him to get the wrong idea. So maybe it was best if she didn't go to his room tonight.
Alex was in the process of making up her mind to just stay in her room and brave the sounds and memories when the first rumbling of the sky sounded, followed by a loud crash, causing Alex to jump and shriek.
"Fuck braving this shit!" Alex told her self as she dashed to the connecting door of the bathroom that led to Harry's room.
Alex fumbled with the doorknob, finally got it open after her third try, and rushed into Harry's room. With a frantic gaze, she saw him laying in bed, holding the covers up already so that she could climb in.
Alex gave a thankful sigh and ran over to the bed and dived in, landing directly on top of Harry just as the next flash and rumble came.
Harry chuckled as Alex buried her head in his shoulder and squeaked as she covered her ears with her dainty hands. "Shh," Harry soothed, trying to hold back his laughter as she peaked at his face through the fringes of her lashes and stuck her tongue out at him.
"So mature, Miss St. Raven," Harry laughed.
Alex huffed and sat up, not noticing that she was spread across Harry, and ended up straddling his lower adomen. "Don't mock me, Mr. Potter," she sniffed and crossed her hands under her breasts, bringing Harry's gaze to the mounds as they rose.
"Why not," Harry managed as he tore his gaze away from the tempting sight that was only one flimsy material away from being bared to his eyes.
"Cuz if you don't, I'll tickle you!" she laughed in half amusement, and half wickedness.
"Really, now?" Harry laughed as he got a gleam in his eyes that would rival Sirius's.
"Yep!" she chirped, flinching at the sound of the thunder once again.
Harry frowned as he noticed the flinch. 'Hell,' he thought, 'she really is scared of storms.' Harry gazed at Alex thoughtfully.
"Harry?" Alex said as she poked him in his chest, which she had just noticed was deliciously bare for her eyes to see. He was built like a god. All hard, golden muscle from his many hours of Quidditch practice, and not a single strand of hair made itself known across the expanse of his chest either.
Harry didn't even answer her question, he didn't even think about what he was doing. He simply grabbed her hips and rolled over so that she was under him, and his legs were resting in between her thighs.
"Harry!" Alex gasped as she saw him lean down towards her.
Ever so slowly, to give her time to push him away, Harry lowered his face towards her. Looking in her eyes, he smiled when he saw desire shinning in the depths. She wanted this. She wanted him to kiss her. He was finally get a kiss from her!
Alex's heartbeat started to pound as her breath mingled with his. She wanted this so bad. Their lips were centimeters apart.
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Authors Note:
Hey you all! I'm sorry that it took so long to get this out, but I was just told that I my partner in crime – hehe – is in a little bit of trouble at the moment, so I have to option of doing this alone or waiting for her. So yea, I decided to do this alone for all of you guys.
Sorry this is a cliffy! But I wanted it this way. I'll get the next chapter out a.s.a.p. promise!!
Review please!
Love Always,
Mistress del Mare