Chapter 8
Bliss
Alex wound her arms around Harry's neck and brought his head closer to hers, closing the space in between them.
Harry momentarily froze as his lips touched the silky softness of Alex's lips. Then, with a slowness that made Alex groan, he pulled on her lower lip, watching her blue eyes turn a smoky gray.
Alex groaned again as Harry pulled back and looked into her eyes. She wanted a real kiss from him.
With that in mind, she tugged his head down to hers and set her lips on his. She slowly opened her mouth, and traced the outline of his lips, until the soft folds opened for her. With a skill that Harry would admire later, Alex tangled tongues with him, and made the rest of the world drift away. The only things he could see, touch, feel, was Alex.
The sheets were fuzzy, the room looked like it was all a white cloud to him, and then, there was Alex with her tan skin and dark hair, and amazingly bright blue-gray eyes, all in sharp angles and colors.
Alex gave a content sigh when Harry pulled back for air. God could that boy kiss!
Harry grinned as he looked down at his girlfriend and saw her dreamy look. He had seen it on a hundred – or what seemed like a hundred – different faces, but none of them touched him like Alexandra's expression.
He had been scared that he wouldn't be good enough for her, that he wouldn't live up to what she thought that the kiss would be like. But, if it wasn't what she had imagined, at least he made it enjoyable for her.
Alex opened her eyes lazily and smiled at Harry. "I had been wanting to do that for a while," she admitted, then flinched as she heard the thunder outside of the room.
She hadn't heard it while she had been kissing Harry, he seemed to control her senses, because he was all that she could concentrate on while they had been kissing. But now that they weren't, she could hear the storm, and see the flashes.
She could remember being surrounded by the darkness as the blinding light lit the sky seconds after a deep rumble, and she could see the figure standing on a hill top with its arms raised to the heavens –
"Alex?" Harry asked as he shook her. He had started to reply to her comment when he had seen her eyes become guarded, and far away. And when she hadn't answered when he had called her name the first two times, he had gotten worried.
"I'm sorry, I was just . . . thinking," she mumbled as she clung onto Harry as he rolled over onto his back and cradled her in his arms.
"What about, sweetheart?" he asked as he dragged his hands through her wonderful thick, luscious black hair.
"The reason I'm so scared of storms," she admitted and buried her head in the crook of his neck. "Maybe I'll tell it to you someday," she sighed, as was lulled to sleep by the steady beating of his heart.
Harry frowned and looked down at the top of Alex's head.
What was wrong with her? She seemed so sad. He had a feeling that she had gone through a lot of changes since she was a child, just as he had done. But in a different way than he. He wondered what caused her to be so guarded. He wondered how long of a childhood she had. Or if she had one.
And it was then that he realized something. He knew hardly anything about Alex's past.
"Well," he sighed into the night. "It looks that that's going to have to change. And soon," he promised as he began to fall asleep.
What Harry didn't see, was a flash of green light illuminate the room, and leave behind a cream colored envelope with Harry Potter scribbled in a loopy scrawl that looked like it belonged in the seventeen hundreds.
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Authors Note:
I am so sorry you all! I totally forgot about this chapter! I didn't know that I had you all hanging there! I'm sorry!
But, I do believe that I have my partner in crime back. I think that she is off of restriction, so the chapters might be coming faster than you think!
But, if I can't get a hold of her, sorry, but there might be a distance between updates. I'm trying to finish my story Spellbound, but I'll try to hurry the chapters for this story along.
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