Chapter 9

I sat on the Ravenclaw Common Room couch quite intrigued with my Transfiguration book. After a few minutes of peace, everyone was in bed by now being 11, I felt the icy cold pain of eyes burning into my skin. Realizing that I was no longer alone I placed a paper inside my book and looked around me. Nobody was to be seen. My eyes lingered cautiously at every dark corner and every shadow. A flash of golden blonde locks caught my gaze. Icy blue eyes were hidden in the shadow. He swiftly crept toward where I was at in the Common Room. Egan was one of those guys who all girls want no matter what their status is. Even I couldn't help swooning over him. He was fit and a total hotty. I had always crushed on him since I met him in our first year but he just over-looked me like he over-looked a speck of dust on the floor. I'd always kept my heart open for a guy like him until I met George, someone much better. Over the years Egan started noticing more about me. Now in my last year at Hogwarts, I was wondering how much his feelings for had grown.
"Sara, I see you're doing well." He soothed into the atmosphere.
"Young," I said coldly trying not to look into his deep eyes.
"Could you please elaborate to me why you choose to call me by my last name? We should e far from enemies."
"You ignored me all of my Hogwarts career and now you want to talk. Who do you think you are coming up to me and calling me Sara? You have no right."
"You miscomprehended my intentions. Never did I want you feel neglected. I was simply afraid to show you my emotions."
He's always like this, using his mature vocabulary to attract girls. Of course, as a Raveclaw I understood everything and found it nowhere near profounding.
"Please just leave me alone." I stood up and headed toward my dorm.
Egan gently grabbed my arm, his skin warming mine on the spot. Before I knew it he had pulled me into his arms, my face only centimeters away from his. His minty breath bit my nose and I slowing inhaled the aroma of his sexy cologne. Some how he got me to look into his eyes and I was stuck against my will. Hypnotized helplessly in his power. Without knowing it, my arms slipped up his sides then to his neck. His hands caressed my cheeks as he bent in allowing his lips to explore my face. From my cheeks, my chin, then finally my mouth. I tried everything to back away but I surprisingly wanted him like I always had. No! I couldn't do this to George, or to myself. I loved George, I love George, I corrected myself.
Finally I got my lips away from his and got him to stop.
"What the hell are you trying to do to me Young?" I exasperated.
"Is this not what you desire?" He questioned me still with his arms around me.
"Not with you!" I smacked his arm down.
"Do you believe that a Weasley can quench your cravings and satisfy you as well as I can?" He laughed coldly.
"Nothing you do to me would be considered anything near pleasure. I'm warning you to stay away from me."
"What? Are you going to sick your brave Gryffindor boyfriend on me?"
"I can fight my own battles and if you dare try that again I swear to you that I will not go easy. You don't think my years studying in the library were pointless do you? Boy, I could cast so many spells on you that you'd never fathom about. Now leave me be!" I screamed at him and rushed up the stairs with tears starting to form in my eyes.
I tried to blink them back but eventually there were too many to hold in.
We had an odd number of girls in our year so I was in a room with just me and Jessie. There were 3 extra beds in our dorm incase of a transfer student.
I rushed into the room and practically flew onto the closest bed which woke up Jessie. Quickly pulling off her night fold, she hurried to my bed.
"What's wrong?" Her voice was full of concern.
"Can you please just go get George for me? Tell him that I need him. give him the password and please hurry." I mumbled into my pillow and then closed the curtains around my four-poster.
Tears streamed down the sides of my cheeks and I magically changed myself into my nightgown. Minutes seems like centuries until finally I heard the door be pushed open.
"Cassara," George said lightly, heading in my direction.
I slipped open the curtain and beckoned George over.
"Thanks Jessie, would you mind going into the Common Room for awhile so George and I can talk?" I whispered with my sore throat from crying.
"Yeah sure." She walked out of the room leaving me with George.
"What's wrong?" he climbed onto my bed and sat Indian Style on the end.
"Everything. George I wish so much that you and I were in the same house and that we had more classes." I sobbed.
"Come here," he welcomed me into his arms, "Did something happen today that bothered you?"
"Yes. You know Egan Young? Yes well he starting hitting on me and flirting with me. Then out of nowhere he started kissing me. I couldn't get away it was like I was frozen. George I'm sorry I tried to get away and I did. You can look on the bright side, he didn't have enough time to stick his tongue in my mouth, that's a plus." I confessed.
"When did this happen?"
"Like half an hour ago. I was sitting in the Common Room reading by myself then he came out here and started kissing me. George I hope you know that there is nobody I rather kiss than you."
"What's holding you back then?"
I moved closer to him and pressed my lips to his, kissing him passionately. There was definitely a difference between a kiss with George then with Egan. Egan's were pitiful and missed longing. George's were full of love and had me wanting more.
George's hand moved up and down the back of my night gown searching for the clasp that separated the two of us from merging. We would become one for a few breath taking moments. Again I felt inexperienced and not ready for this sort of commitment to someone. Though I loved George, I still wasn't that dedicated to him. Before he got any clothes off of me, which he almost had I stopped him.
"George no, not here, not Hogwarts. We can snog, yes but sex is off limits. I'm sorry I jst rather wait til we graduate and can support any decision we make. What if something goes wrong and I end up pregnant? I'd never forgive myself plus I'd have to go around Hogwarts about 30 pounds heavier and I want to fit into my graduation dress robes." I stated to him.
"One again you're right. Though I feel that sex is just a way to show that I love you, to give myself to you and nobody else. But not until we are both comfortable with it and yes after Hogwarts would be best." He said simply.
"Thank you for understanding George. I love you so much that I don't want anything that we do to ruin our relationship."
"Ditto."
"Some day George, we'll have our own little house, with our own room, and our own bed. We don't want to soil the schools beds."
"Sounds like a good plan to me. Or of course we could just use your bed during Christmas break."
"We'll see. Don't get your hopes up just yet though."
"We'll just have to wait and see where time brings us."
I quickly sat up on my bed, remembering that Jessie was still waiting for us to finish talking. I kissed George again then got up.
"I don't want you to leave George but I'm sure that Jessie wants someplace to sleep." I began pushing him out of my room.
"That's all right, I've got some business to attend to." He smirked.
"Oh no, don't hurt Egan, it's not his fault he's arrogant I mean come on, he is like a male veela or something. If he does anything again then I'll take care of it myself. I don't want you getting in the middle of this."
"Fine, but one more time then his hide is mine."
"Aww, you're threatening on the behalf of me, I feel so loved. Now leave and tell Jessie that she can come back up."
"Then how about I come back up with her? You've got three extra beds, nobody will know."
"Don't you think that the boys in your dorm will notice you missing?"
"Right, well I'll go but I will see you tomorrow if it means in a form of stalking."
"Well what classes did you sign up for?"
"Like all the easy ones that I can take."
"Oh well we'll just have to find out what we have together tomorrow at breakfast now won't we?"
"Until then." He kissed me one last time and then left out of the door.
I sprinted to my bed and pulled the curtains around me to avoid any conversation that might occur with Jessie. I wasn't in the mood for answering questions just now.
Minutes passed and I still didn't hear the door open or close and soon I was asleep. I wonder what Jessie was up to then fell into a peaceful slumber, that was until dreams started.