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Chapter 15
Star was again up late that night reading and doing as much research as she could to help find the Heir of Gryffindor. Still finding nothing, still tracking names, sending letters and getting dead ends. She was so frustrated with the situation, that she was getting ready to throw the book she had in her hand across the room when she heard a tapping at the window.
Star looked up at the window and saw a brown screech owl with a letter tied to its leg. Greatfull for a change of pace she got up and let the owl in the window. It hopped around for a few moments and looked at her hoping for some food.
"Sorry, but I don't have anything for you here. If you go up to the owlery, there should be something there for you." she told the owl taking the letter off its leg.
The owl hooted in response and flew out the way it came. Star took her letter over to the table that she had been working at and opened her letter. It was from one of her friends from the states. She really didn't feel like reading it right now. She was hoping for Harry to come down the stairs, but knew that he was already asleep. Better to read it now than wait to open it in the morning.
Harry was laying in his bed late that night. Waiting for everyone to fall asleep. He knew that Star would be down in the common room later and was hoping to see her alone. He was quite confused with their situation. She flirted with him and he flirted back. He just didn't understand why she wouldn't give them a chance. Harry looked over at his clock and decided to go down and see if she was still up.
Harry got out of bed and walked down the stairs quietly. There she was reading a letter. Harry felt a tug somewhere in the region of his stomach. He associated it with going into a dive on his broomstick. He liked that feeling.
"You know its not polite to spy on people of the middle of the night." her voice called to him as she sat there still reading her letter.
"Sorry. I didn't think anyone would be up this late." he said looking at her. He was surprised that she heard him coming down the stairs. "Well, no that's not entirely true. I thought you would still be up. What are you reading?"
"Letter from home." she said still reading her letter not looking at him.
"Oh, from who?" he asked sitting next to her.
"Terri." she said still not looking at him.
Terry? Terry was a boy's name. He wondered if she knew she was driving him mad. "Well, what does Terry have to say."
She saw the look on his face and decided she had tortured him enough. "She's going on about how school stinks, she misses me. The school's Quidditch team sucks this year."
"Well, you've come down here for a reason. What's up?" she asked him putting her letter away and reaching for her cup.
"Well, I've realized that I know nothing about you." he said to her without looking at her.
Star got up and walked over to the couch to sit in front of the fire,and Harry followed her. She wasn't going to get away with this that easily. He was going to make sure of that.
"Well what would you like to know?" she said putting down her cup looking at Harry.
"Why do you try to push me away?" he said waiting for her answer.
So much for him beating around the bush. She hesitated before she answered him. "Just because I give good advise,it doesn't mean I have to take it." she said thinking about the night she told him about what had happened in her past. "I know it sounds really stupid. It all comes down to self preservation."
"You're right. You are being stupid." he said to her.
She could feel him getting angry. She decided to diffuse the situation before he could get to horribly pissed off at her.
"Look, I realize that I'm not exactly being fair when it comes to you. I'm sorry. It's more habit than anything else. Besides, Hermione's already had words with me on your behalf earlier."
This seemed to calm him down. Perhaps he could understand what she was trying to say without going into details of the why's.
"Can I ask you a question now?" she said looking at his eyes. Green. One of her favorite colors. Not the same color as the robes that the Slitherines wore. His was a deep green. She liked earthy green's. "Why me? You know you could have just about any girl you wanted."
"Well, you've almost hit the nail on the head so to speak. You weren't throwing yourself on me when we first met. In fact if I'm not mistaken, you didn't even want to talk to me."
"Sorry about that. I was just prepared not to like people." She knew she had calmed him down with her question. She could feel him relaxing, and it relaxed her. Sometimes that happened when she wasn't paying attention. Depending on how some people were feeling at the time, she would take on the same emotion.
He felt her guard go down, but couldn't say how he felt it. It was almost unnerving how she could calm him down sometimes. Just by speaking to him. Before he could stop himself, he was leaning over her. Closer. Barely an inch apart.
The warning bells in Star's mind were going full blast. She couldn't stop him from this and she knew she didn't want to stop him from doing it.
He closed in on her and felt her stiffen for a moment. Had he gone to far? He felt her relax for a moment. She opened her mouth for him. He put his tongue out to taste her for a moment, and quickly pulled it back. She didn't flinch this time. He heard her breathing slow down. She wasn't going to push him away this time. This seemed to embolden Harry. Harry opened his mouth to see what she would do. She surprised him by bitting his lip.
Too fast. Too fast, must slow down. Must slow down. But he tasted good. She didn't want to stop. She felt him open his mouth inviting her in for a taste. Where did the warning bells go? She bit his lip just hard enough to see how he would take it. She heard a deep moan. Or did she feel it?
She knew what she was doing. He moaned into her mouth. He could feel the connection with her and it felt good. She put her hand on the side of his neck and he felt a wave of excitement run through his body like electricity. She was warm. If he was not mistaken she was feeling the same way.
"Harry," she said into his mouth, making him hard. She felt good like this. He touched the side of her face and felt that it had grown very hot.
Star had to put a stop to this before they went to far. As good as this felt, she knew she wasn't ready to give herself to him yet. She didn't know him well enough. "Harry," he felt good, and she felt his hand drift down from her face and slowly move to her neck, down to her collarbone. Stop. Stop. STOP!!! her mind was shouting to her.
"Harry," she pulled away from him and saw a questioning look in his eyes. "As much as I am thoroughly enjoying this...." she took a steading breath and touched his face.
He seemed to get the information before she could give it to him. She didn't want to take it this far yet. She wasn't ready for it. Harry was just afraid he had gone to far. As soon as she touched him he knew that wasn't the case.
"It's alright, I understand." he said as she gave him a thankful smile. At least she wasn't pushing him away anymore.
Harry readjusted himself so he could put his arm around her. She laid beside him and felt that he was content with the situation. She didn't mean to tease him, but she wouldn't let things get out of hand. She knew that she couldn't leave her emotions aside anymore after all this happened. They felt good together. Harry sensed what she was feeling and he felt happy about it.
"You have quidditch practice tomorrow right?" she asked looking up at him.
"Yes. Why?"
"Well, we're going to have to talk about this. About us. Right now is not the opportune time to do it. Believe it or not, I'm getting tired. What time is your practice?"
"It's in the morning. After lunch we can talk. Is that alright with you?"
"After lunch is fine with me." she said getting up from the couch. He was moving toward her and she gave him a questioning look.
"It's just a good night kiss. I swear." he said leaning over to kiss her.
"Good night then." she said accepting the kiss.
Tonight went better than Harry thought it could. Who knew a good snog could make a girl open up to you like that. Harry heard the door to the girls dormitory open and shut as he was walking up the stairs to his own dormitory.
To Harry's surprise, Ron was waiting up for him. He was sitting on his bed with a smirk on his face.
"Well, now at least you can't make fun of me anymore. So, how was it mate?" Ron asked him.
"Nice, but I'm not going to go into details about it with you." he said taking off his glasses and getting into bed. "Wait how did you know?"
"Well, I saw you leave some time ago and when you didn't come back, I walked down to the common room to check if everything was alright." Ron saw Harry reacting but cut him off before he could get to far "Relax, as soon as I saw what you two were up to, I turned around and came back here."
Harry pulled the drapes on his bed and told Ron good night. Yes it was a good night he thought to himself before drifting off to sleep.
Chapter 15
Star was again up late that night reading and doing as much research as she could to help find the Heir of Gryffindor. Still finding nothing, still tracking names, sending letters and getting dead ends. She was so frustrated with the situation, that she was getting ready to throw the book she had in her hand across the room when she heard a tapping at the window.
Star looked up at the window and saw a brown screech owl with a letter tied to its leg. Greatfull for a change of pace she got up and let the owl in the window. It hopped around for a few moments and looked at her hoping for some food.
"Sorry, but I don't have anything for you here. If you go up to the owlery, there should be something there for you." she told the owl taking the letter off its leg.
The owl hooted in response and flew out the way it came. Star took her letter over to the table that she had been working at and opened her letter. It was from one of her friends from the states. She really didn't feel like reading it right now. She was hoping for Harry to come down the stairs, but knew that he was already asleep. Better to read it now than wait to open it in the morning.
Harry was laying in his bed late that night. Waiting for everyone to fall asleep. He knew that Star would be down in the common room later and was hoping to see her alone. He was quite confused with their situation. She flirted with him and he flirted back. He just didn't understand why she wouldn't give them a chance. Harry looked over at his clock and decided to go down and see if she was still up.
Harry got out of bed and walked down the stairs quietly. There she was reading a letter. Harry felt a tug somewhere in the region of his stomach. He associated it with going into a dive on his broomstick. He liked that feeling.
"You know its not polite to spy on people of the middle of the night." her voice called to him as she sat there still reading her letter.
"Sorry. I didn't think anyone would be up this late." he said looking at her. He was surprised that she heard him coming down the stairs. "Well, no that's not entirely true. I thought you would still be up. What are you reading?"
"Letter from home." she said still reading her letter not looking at him.
"Oh, from who?" he asked sitting next to her.
"Terri." she said still not looking at him.
Terry? Terry was a boy's name. He wondered if she knew she was driving him mad. "Well, what does Terry have to say."
She saw the look on his face and decided she had tortured him enough. "She's going on about how school stinks, she misses me. The school's Quidditch team sucks this year."
"Well, you've come down here for a reason. What's up?" she asked him putting her letter away and reaching for her cup.
"Well, I've realized that I know nothing about you." he said to her without looking at her.
Star got up and walked over to the couch to sit in front of the fire,and Harry followed her. She wasn't going to get away with this that easily. He was going to make sure of that.
"Well what would you like to know?" she said putting down her cup looking at Harry.
"Why do you try to push me away?" he said waiting for her answer.
So much for him beating around the bush. She hesitated before she answered him. "Just because I give good advise,it doesn't mean I have to take it." she said thinking about the night she told him about what had happened in her past. "I know it sounds really stupid. It all comes down to self preservation."
"You're right. You are being stupid." he said to her.
She could feel him getting angry. She decided to diffuse the situation before he could get to horribly pissed off at her.
"Look, I realize that I'm not exactly being fair when it comes to you. I'm sorry. It's more habit than anything else. Besides, Hermione's already had words with me on your behalf earlier."
This seemed to calm him down. Perhaps he could understand what she was trying to say without going into details of the why's.
"Can I ask you a question now?" she said looking at his eyes. Green. One of her favorite colors. Not the same color as the robes that the Slitherines wore. His was a deep green. She liked earthy green's. "Why me? You know you could have just about any girl you wanted."
"Well, you've almost hit the nail on the head so to speak. You weren't throwing yourself on me when we first met. In fact if I'm not mistaken, you didn't even want to talk to me."
"Sorry about that. I was just prepared not to like people." She knew she had calmed him down with her question. She could feel him relaxing, and it relaxed her. Sometimes that happened when she wasn't paying attention. Depending on how some people were feeling at the time, she would take on the same emotion.
He felt her guard go down, but couldn't say how he felt it. It was almost unnerving how she could calm him down sometimes. Just by speaking to him. Before he could stop himself, he was leaning over her. Closer. Barely an inch apart.
The warning bells in Star's mind were going full blast. She couldn't stop him from this and she knew she didn't want to stop him from doing it.
He closed in on her and felt her stiffen for a moment. Had he gone to far? He felt her relax for a moment. She opened her mouth for him. He put his tongue out to taste her for a moment, and quickly pulled it back. She didn't flinch this time. He heard her breathing slow down. She wasn't going to push him away this time. This seemed to embolden Harry. Harry opened his mouth to see what she would do. She surprised him by bitting his lip.
Too fast. Too fast, must slow down. Must slow down. But he tasted good. She didn't want to stop. She felt him open his mouth inviting her in for a taste. Where did the warning bells go? She bit his lip just hard enough to see how he would take it. She heard a deep moan. Or did she feel it?
She knew what she was doing. He moaned into her mouth. He could feel the connection with her and it felt good. She put her hand on the side of his neck and he felt a wave of excitement run through his body like electricity. She was warm. If he was not mistaken she was feeling the same way.
"Harry," she said into his mouth, making him hard. She felt good like this. He touched the side of her face and felt that it had grown very hot.
Star had to put a stop to this before they went to far. As good as this felt, she knew she wasn't ready to give herself to him yet. She didn't know him well enough. "Harry," he felt good, and she felt his hand drift down from her face and slowly move to her neck, down to her collarbone. Stop. Stop. STOP!!! her mind was shouting to her.
"Harry," she pulled away from him and saw a questioning look in his eyes. "As much as I am thoroughly enjoying this...." she took a steading breath and touched his face.
He seemed to get the information before she could give it to him. She didn't want to take it this far yet. She wasn't ready for it. Harry was just afraid he had gone to far. As soon as she touched him he knew that wasn't the case.
"It's alright, I understand." he said as she gave him a thankful smile. At least she wasn't pushing him away anymore.
Harry readjusted himself so he could put his arm around her. She laid beside him and felt that he was content with the situation. She didn't mean to tease him, but she wouldn't let things get out of hand. She knew that she couldn't leave her emotions aside anymore after all this happened. They felt good together. Harry sensed what she was feeling and he felt happy about it.
"You have quidditch practice tomorrow right?" she asked looking up at him.
"Yes. Why?"
"Well, we're going to have to talk about this. About us. Right now is not the opportune time to do it. Believe it or not, I'm getting tired. What time is your practice?"
"It's in the morning. After lunch we can talk. Is that alright with you?"
"After lunch is fine with me." she said getting up from the couch. He was moving toward her and she gave him a questioning look.
"It's just a good night kiss. I swear." he said leaning over to kiss her.
"Good night then." she said accepting the kiss.
Tonight went better than Harry thought it could. Who knew a good snog could make a girl open up to you like that. Harry heard the door to the girls dormitory open and shut as he was walking up the stairs to his own dormitory.
To Harry's surprise, Ron was waiting up for him. He was sitting on his bed with a smirk on his face.
"Well, now at least you can't make fun of me anymore. So, how was it mate?" Ron asked him.
"Nice, but I'm not going to go into details about it with you." he said taking off his glasses and getting into bed. "Wait how did you know?"
"Well, I saw you leave some time ago and when you didn't come back, I walked down to the common room to check if everything was alright." Ron saw Harry reacting but cut him off before he could get to far "Relax, as soon as I saw what you two were up to, I turned around and came back here."
Harry pulled the drapes on his bed and told Ron good night. Yes it was a good night he thought to himself before drifting off to sleep.
