Trinity Hawkins: MINE!!!! Graceful, Beautiful. Is a sensitive (A seer of sorts) Can sense peoples emotions and see their memories. Has caught the attentions of many of the boys in the school.
Harry Potter: Belongs to JK Rowling. Falls for Trinity.
Draco Malfoy: Belongs to JK Rowling. Also falls for Trinity. But in the end turns to... You can guess that already.
Blaise Zabini: Belongs to JK Rowling. Is in love with Draco.
~ Chapter Three ~
When they entered the common room they were greeted by loud music and many voices.
Trinity laughed and pulled Harry into the crowd, careful not to touch anyone.
"Which way to the girl's dorms?" She asked him loudly to be heard over the music. He pointed to a flight of stairs near the far wall. She looked towards where he pointed then turned back to him to say thanks and was pushed into him by someone who was backing up, not watching where they were going. Harry, though surprised as he was, put his arms around her and caught her before she fell. She laughed and looked up at him with a smile. She leaned close to his ear.
"Sorry 'bout that." She said normally. They were so close they didn't need to shout.
"Don't worry 'bout it." Harry said back.
"Thanks for breaking my fall. I'll be back in a second."
She stepped away from him and weaved her way carefully through the crowd to the girl's dorm stairs. Once she stepped into the room, she saw her things on a bed in the far corner. She rifled through her trunk and found an outfit that she could dance in, instead of her robes. She changed quickly and headed back down, almost half of the room stopped what they were doing to stare at her. She was wearing a tight fitting long sleeved black top and baggy black pants, with a chain belt and black shoes. She smiled and simply headed straight for Harry, who was trying not to stare like a lovesick puppy. She made her way through the crowd easily and sat down in a chair next to Harry's in the far corner of the common room.
"This is definitely my kind of atmosphere." She said, the corner obviously had a quietus spell over it, the music couldn't be heard.
"The party or the quiet?" Harry asked.
"Both. I'm a big party girl and I love some peace and quiet once and a while. But right now I want to party so if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go dance."
She got up and walked smoothly into the mass of bodies to the center of the floor, closed her eyes and let the music flow through her. She began to dance. Harry watched her closely, she was a good dancer. Her moves were right on the beat and though the music was fast paced, her body moved gracefully, as always.
After a minute, a boy in the 7th year approached her and began to dance with her. She smiled over her shoulder at him as he placed his hands on her hips and moved with her. After the song was over she moved away from him and started a new round as the next song started. After a few more songs like the first, she was tired and was about to head back to the corner when a slow song started by request of Hermione and Ron, who had gotten together over the summer sometime. Couples paired up and she looked over at Harry, who had moved out of the corner to hear the beat she had been dancing too. She asked him with her eyes, ignoring all of the requests that were being thrown her way by the numerous guys surrounding her. He smiled, nodded, set down his drink and headed out to her. They looked at each other shyly before she wrapped her arms around his neck and he put his hands on her hips. The guys that had surrounded her slunk dispiritedly toward the sidelines. Trinity and Harry swayed slowly to the music. She came closer to him and looked into his eyes as they continued to dance. They inched closer through the length of the song until they could feel the others heart beat against their own. Harry blushed shyly when he finally realized how close they were. He smiled and averted his gaze from hers for a moment. She smiled and laid her head on his shoulder. She felt him stiffen and a rush of emotion flowed over her. Uneasiness, excitement and joy were the most perceptible. There was a hint of something else but not enough for her to gather an emotion out of. He relaxed almost as soon as he had tensed and tightened his grip on her.
Trinity sighed happily in the embrace. Everything felt so perfect in that moment. She gave herself over completely to him and felt Harry's grip on her loosen and become less nervous. She smiled and began to run her fingers slowly through the short hair at the base of his neck.
Harry felt a surge of happiness at her show of trust. He relaxed his grip and his hands fell lower on her hips. He felt her smile against his shoulder and shivered as she played with his hair. He made a small contented sound low in his throat and blushed when he realized he had done it. She simply buried her face deeper into his neck. He breathed in her scent; vanilla; and her hair smelt of lavender.
The song came to a close and they reluctantly stepped apart. She looked up into his eyes and they smiled at one another. She took his hand.
"Let's go for a walk." She said. She spoke quietly, as if afraid that if she were too loud, she would shatter the delicate, beautiful moment. He nodded and they headed out of Gryffindor Tower, unaware of the many pairs of eyes that followed them. As the portrait closed, the room burst into chatter.
They walked silently, hand in hand, in comfortable silence until they reached a portrait of Merlin.
Trinity stopped and looked up at the picture, seeming to admire it, before turning to Harry.
"What's the password?" She asked with a smile.
Harry was about to ask how she knew it was a portrait door when he remembered her special ability. He smiled and looked up at Merlin, who smiled down at them.
"Trouble."
The portrait swung open and Harry helped her in; the hole was higher than the one to the Gryffindor Common Room.
Inside there was a small chamber, torches lined the walls and a set of stairs spiraled upward from the center of the room. She looked up the stairs as Harry shut the portrait.
"Where do they lead?" She asked, wrapping her arms around herself; it was rather cold in the chamber. Hopefully the stairs led to someplace warm.
"To one of my discoveries. It's a tower I found during one of my late night wonderings last year. I was trying to hide from Filtch behind one of the suits of armor outside. He came hurrying after Mrs. Norris but didn't see me and went back to where ever he was but as he rounded the corner he had muttered something to Mrs. Norris about '…rotten children always causing trouble in the night eh, my sweet?' or something and the portrait opened. So me, ever the adventurous one, climbed in and found my own hide-away." He explained, leaning as close to her as he could without pressing up against her completely.
She smiled and turned to him.
"Can we go up? Or are we going to just stay here? I'm curious... and I'm cold."
He smiled.
"Yes, of course. You first, and watch the seventh step, it's a trap one."
When she reached the top, she opened the large ornate wooden door to reveal what looked like a much larger version of the Gryffindor Common Room.
Trinity smiled. "It's fabulous, how did you do this?"
"I actually found it this way. I just cleaned up a bit."
She turned and pressed fully up against him, and wrapped her arms around his neck.
Surprised as he was, he put his arms around her lower back.
"So how many girls have you brought up here?" She asked with a small, quiet laugh.
He smiled. "You're the first."
He strongly considered kissing her as she looked up into his eyes with a dazzling smile. He saw her blush and look to his lips for a second before looking back to his eyes quickly before diverting them again, this time concentrating on his chest while chewing her bottom lip nervously.
*Did she catch that thought?* Harry wondered.
She blushed darker and Harry got the answer to his question.
"I'm sorry, I-" He was cut off by her finger on his lips. At first to silence him, her fingers now ran softly over them instead. His eyelids drooped and he sighed. She gazed softly at him and moved closer. His breathing hitched and he looked into her eyes, pleading for the answer to his silent question. She gave a slight nod and he closed the few inches between them. Their lips met softly, and Harry began to pull back after a moment. Trinity had other ideas though, and pushed harder against his mouth. His restraint ran away and didn't seem to want to be found at the moment, so he gladly went ahead into the kiss. Her lips parted enough for him to slip his tongue into her moth. She tasted like chocolate and Temptation (An alcoholic drink that was snuck in by the Weasely twins and served at the party). She snaked her own tongue into his mouth while running her hands down his chest and back again, one resting on his shoulder, the other at the back of his neck, pulling him closer. They began to move backwards towards the couch and tumbled down upon it. They broke apart, breathing heavily, and looked into each others eyes.
"Harry…"
"Trinity…"
Was all they could get out before their lips met once again, their tongues dancing, and their hands beginning to roam.
Tell me what you think! PLEASE! -ehem- Thanks to those who keep reading, even if you don't review i guess... I feel better ~THINKING~ I have readers... even if they don't respond... *bursts into tears*
Harry Potter: Belongs to JK Rowling. Falls for Trinity.
Draco Malfoy: Belongs to JK Rowling. Also falls for Trinity. But in the end turns to... You can guess that already.
Blaise Zabini: Belongs to JK Rowling. Is in love with Draco.
~ Chapter Three ~
When they entered the common room they were greeted by loud music and many voices.
Trinity laughed and pulled Harry into the crowd, careful not to touch anyone.
"Which way to the girl's dorms?" She asked him loudly to be heard over the music. He pointed to a flight of stairs near the far wall. She looked towards where he pointed then turned back to him to say thanks and was pushed into him by someone who was backing up, not watching where they were going. Harry, though surprised as he was, put his arms around her and caught her before she fell. She laughed and looked up at him with a smile. She leaned close to his ear.
"Sorry 'bout that." She said normally. They were so close they didn't need to shout.
"Don't worry 'bout it." Harry said back.
"Thanks for breaking my fall. I'll be back in a second."
She stepped away from him and weaved her way carefully through the crowd to the girl's dorm stairs. Once she stepped into the room, she saw her things on a bed in the far corner. She rifled through her trunk and found an outfit that she could dance in, instead of her robes. She changed quickly and headed back down, almost half of the room stopped what they were doing to stare at her. She was wearing a tight fitting long sleeved black top and baggy black pants, with a chain belt and black shoes. She smiled and simply headed straight for Harry, who was trying not to stare like a lovesick puppy. She made her way through the crowd easily and sat down in a chair next to Harry's in the far corner of the common room.
"This is definitely my kind of atmosphere." She said, the corner obviously had a quietus spell over it, the music couldn't be heard.
"The party or the quiet?" Harry asked.
"Both. I'm a big party girl and I love some peace and quiet once and a while. But right now I want to party so if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go dance."
She got up and walked smoothly into the mass of bodies to the center of the floor, closed her eyes and let the music flow through her. She began to dance. Harry watched her closely, she was a good dancer. Her moves were right on the beat and though the music was fast paced, her body moved gracefully, as always.
After a minute, a boy in the 7th year approached her and began to dance with her. She smiled over her shoulder at him as he placed his hands on her hips and moved with her. After the song was over she moved away from him and started a new round as the next song started. After a few more songs like the first, she was tired and was about to head back to the corner when a slow song started by request of Hermione and Ron, who had gotten together over the summer sometime. Couples paired up and she looked over at Harry, who had moved out of the corner to hear the beat she had been dancing too. She asked him with her eyes, ignoring all of the requests that were being thrown her way by the numerous guys surrounding her. He smiled, nodded, set down his drink and headed out to her. They looked at each other shyly before she wrapped her arms around his neck and he put his hands on her hips. The guys that had surrounded her slunk dispiritedly toward the sidelines. Trinity and Harry swayed slowly to the music. She came closer to him and looked into his eyes as they continued to dance. They inched closer through the length of the song until they could feel the others heart beat against their own. Harry blushed shyly when he finally realized how close they were. He smiled and averted his gaze from hers for a moment. She smiled and laid her head on his shoulder. She felt him stiffen and a rush of emotion flowed over her. Uneasiness, excitement and joy were the most perceptible. There was a hint of something else but not enough for her to gather an emotion out of. He relaxed almost as soon as he had tensed and tightened his grip on her.
Trinity sighed happily in the embrace. Everything felt so perfect in that moment. She gave herself over completely to him and felt Harry's grip on her loosen and become less nervous. She smiled and began to run her fingers slowly through the short hair at the base of his neck.
Harry felt a surge of happiness at her show of trust. He relaxed his grip and his hands fell lower on her hips. He felt her smile against his shoulder and shivered as she played with his hair. He made a small contented sound low in his throat and blushed when he realized he had done it. She simply buried her face deeper into his neck. He breathed in her scent; vanilla; and her hair smelt of lavender.
The song came to a close and they reluctantly stepped apart. She looked up into his eyes and they smiled at one another. She took his hand.
"Let's go for a walk." She said. She spoke quietly, as if afraid that if she were too loud, she would shatter the delicate, beautiful moment. He nodded and they headed out of Gryffindor Tower, unaware of the many pairs of eyes that followed them. As the portrait closed, the room burst into chatter.
They walked silently, hand in hand, in comfortable silence until they reached a portrait of Merlin.
Trinity stopped and looked up at the picture, seeming to admire it, before turning to Harry.
"What's the password?" She asked with a smile.
Harry was about to ask how she knew it was a portrait door when he remembered her special ability. He smiled and looked up at Merlin, who smiled down at them.
"Trouble."
The portrait swung open and Harry helped her in; the hole was higher than the one to the Gryffindor Common Room.
Inside there was a small chamber, torches lined the walls and a set of stairs spiraled upward from the center of the room. She looked up the stairs as Harry shut the portrait.
"Where do they lead?" She asked, wrapping her arms around herself; it was rather cold in the chamber. Hopefully the stairs led to someplace warm.
"To one of my discoveries. It's a tower I found during one of my late night wonderings last year. I was trying to hide from Filtch behind one of the suits of armor outside. He came hurrying after Mrs. Norris but didn't see me and went back to where ever he was but as he rounded the corner he had muttered something to Mrs. Norris about '…rotten children always causing trouble in the night eh, my sweet?' or something and the portrait opened. So me, ever the adventurous one, climbed in and found my own hide-away." He explained, leaning as close to her as he could without pressing up against her completely.
She smiled and turned to him.
"Can we go up? Or are we going to just stay here? I'm curious... and I'm cold."
He smiled.
"Yes, of course. You first, and watch the seventh step, it's a trap one."
When she reached the top, she opened the large ornate wooden door to reveal what looked like a much larger version of the Gryffindor Common Room.
Trinity smiled. "It's fabulous, how did you do this?"
"I actually found it this way. I just cleaned up a bit."
She turned and pressed fully up against him, and wrapped her arms around his neck.
Surprised as he was, he put his arms around her lower back.
"So how many girls have you brought up here?" She asked with a small, quiet laugh.
He smiled. "You're the first."
He strongly considered kissing her as she looked up into his eyes with a dazzling smile. He saw her blush and look to his lips for a second before looking back to his eyes quickly before diverting them again, this time concentrating on his chest while chewing her bottom lip nervously.
*Did she catch that thought?* Harry wondered.
She blushed darker and Harry got the answer to his question.
"I'm sorry, I-" He was cut off by her finger on his lips. At first to silence him, her fingers now ran softly over them instead. His eyelids drooped and he sighed. She gazed softly at him and moved closer. His breathing hitched and he looked into her eyes, pleading for the answer to his silent question. She gave a slight nod and he closed the few inches between them. Their lips met softly, and Harry began to pull back after a moment. Trinity had other ideas though, and pushed harder against his mouth. His restraint ran away and didn't seem to want to be found at the moment, so he gladly went ahead into the kiss. Her lips parted enough for him to slip his tongue into her moth. She tasted like chocolate and Temptation (An alcoholic drink that was snuck in by the Weasely twins and served at the party). She snaked her own tongue into his mouth while running her hands down his chest and back again, one resting on his shoulder, the other at the back of his neck, pulling him closer. They began to move backwards towards the couch and tumbled down upon it. They broke apart, breathing heavily, and looked into each others eyes.
"Harry…"
"Trinity…"
Was all they could get out before their lips met once again, their tongues dancing, and their hands beginning to roam.
Tell me what you think! PLEASE! -ehem- Thanks to those who keep reading, even if you don't review i guess... I feel better ~THINKING~ I have readers... even if they don't respond... *bursts into tears*