I Do Not Own Harry Potter.

WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!
There is sex to follow. Do Not Read If You Are Under Whatever Age Is The Limit (sorry I don't know the age).

Harry was walking through a meadow in the middle of Spring. He could smell the flowers that were blooming all around him. He pulled a few that were close to him and began to arrange a bouquet. He caught the scent of roses and looked up. Eva was walking towards him. She looked so beautiful it took his breath away.

She was wearing a satiny white sundress that hugged her figure and flew about with the slight breeze that seemed to be blowing around her. Her hair was left down from its usual ponytail and its soft curls kissed her shoulders and back. She didn't look like someone who had just been horribly injured; she looked like an angel. He walked towards her and she approached as well.

"Eva," he breathed as they reached each other. She just smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck. He pulled her close and inhaled the scent that inspired him.

Harry began to rain kisses on her neck and shoulders. He pulled away a little and so did she. They looked at each other's eyes and smiled before their lips met. Harry wanted to take it slowly, but he felt an insistence on Eva's part that made him forget his patience. He hungrily plundered her soft mouth and engaged her tongue in a moist dance. His hands moved from her back to her hips and he pressed her against his growing arousal. She purred contentedly and moved her hands to his shirt.

Harry felt like he was in heaven. Nothing had ever felt as good as Eva's hands on him. He wondered how this could possibly feel so good.

Eva allowed her hands to skim over the top of the blooms in the field. She loved the Spring almost as much as she did the Winter. It showed regeneration and made her feel the energy that flowed through her even more. She caught sight of someone else in the field and squinted to get a better view of who it was. She felt her heart skip a beat when the person's head came up and she recognized Harry Potter.

She slowly began to walk towards him. He looked so good in his Muggle clothes. He was in a pair of jeans that hugged him in the right places and a tight fitting, button-up shirt that showed off his Quidditch-honed upper body. Just looking at him turned her on. She really couldn't stop herself when they met and she placed her arms around his neck. She'd wanted to touch him again ever since the Yule Ball.

When he pulled away and smiled she had every intention of kissing him and she was pleased to see that he was thinking the same thing. She had waited so long for them to truly be alone that she took the opportunity to push him as far as he would go. He responded to her hungry kiss just as she'd hoped he would. She purred in delight when he pushed her into his arousal. She could feel herself begin to get warm and moist.

Harry guided her to the ground onto a blanket that happened to be lying there. Eva continued to unbutton his shirt; she ground her hips into him as she undid each button. She liked the little groans that escaped from him as she pushed into his erection. His hands had moved from her hips to her thighs and he pulled her dress up to her waist. She moved onto her back and he sat back on his heels and finished pulling her dress over her head.

They only broke their kiss long enough for Harry to remove the garment. Eva reached for the buckle of his belt just as he dove for her mouth. She fell back onto the blanket, but continued unbuckling his pants. Harry was fumbling with the hooks on her bra and she abandoned his pants to simply unclasp it and throw it aside. She was about to move for his pants again when she felt his lips on her breasts. She sucked in her breath and threw her head back.

Harry smiled at the effect he was having on her. She was always so in control and here she was writhing erotically under his touch. He teased her nipple with his tongue and felt her arch her back so he would take it in his mouth. He willingly obliged and suckled the sensitive flesh. Her moans of delight only spurred him to continue his oral discovery of her body. He did not move his hands from her breasts while he kissed her ribs and licked circles around her belly button. He kissed across her lower abdomen and softly sunk his teeth into her hipbones.

Eva could not take much more of Harry's teasing. She pulled him up to her and kissed him passionately. She felt him relax into her and she took the opportunity to flip him onto his back. She smiled down at him, "My turn," she whispered before beginning to kiss his neck. She kissed from ear to ear and gently licked at his Adam's apple. She placed wet kisses all over his chest and was curious to see if his nipples were as sensitive as hers.

She looked up at him and smiled before dropping her mouth onto his nipple. She was happy when she heard him hiss. Apparently his nipples were as sensitive as hers. She did the same to the other nipple while she unzipped his pants. She pushed them down and wrapped her hand around his arousal through his boxers.

"Eva!" cried Harry. He really didn't expect her to be so forward.

Eva's eyes popped open when he called her name. She looked worried. "Does it hurt?" she asked.

Harry tried to catch his breath. Her hand on his erection was a sweet pain. "It's just achy," he said. He pulled her face down to kiss her mouth. "I want you so bad."

Eva let Harry move her onto her back again and smiled as he stood and took off his pants and boxers. She moved her legs apart and Harry settled himself in between her thighs. She moaned when she felt Harry's member against her core. Harry covered her lips with his own and she felt his hands move down her body and his fingers brush at her entrance. She did not know that Harry was hesitant to enter her with his finger; she just did what came naturally and lifted her hips to meet his fingers.

Harry entered her and felt her moist folds squeeze against his finger. She was ready for him, but he was enjoying watching her writhe underneath him. He inserted another finger and used his thumb to rub against the little nub he just knew would give her pleasure. He was now the one who had the wicked smile on his face. Just as her groaning was reaching a fevered pitch, he removed his fingers. She looked at him and her face conveyed just how cruel she thought he was. He simply smiled back and pressed his erection against her folds.

Eva responded by wrapping her legs around his waist. "Now, Harry, please," she begged.

Harry entered her slowly, so as not to cause her too much pain. He inhaled sharply at how wonderful she felt wrapped around him. He let his head fall onto her chest. "Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yes," she breathed. She noticed that Harry was breathing raggedly and his head was still on her chest. "Harry?"

"I'm fine," he breathed out. "You just . . . Merlin's beard, you feel so good!" he finally said.

Eva smiled and moved her hips towards his. "Move, Harry," she said.

Harry began to move inside of her slowly. He got into a nice rhythm and moved his mouth to hers. He moved his tongue in and out of her mouth in time with his thrusts. Eva moved her hips in time with Harry's. Their rhythm began to quicken and Eva parted from Harry's lips. She threw her head back in sensual Nirvana. Her eyes rolled back as wave upon wave of pleasure fell over her. She didn't even hear herself call out his name. Harry moved faster and harder inside her. He felt her muscles contract around him and he emptied himself into her.

He called out her name and woke up.

"Harry?" called Neville. "You alright, mate?"

Harry's eyes popped wide open and he felt something sticky on his pajama bottoms. He cleared his throat. "Fine, Neville, thanks. I just had a bad dream is all."

"You sure?" asked Ron. He'd had enough experience with Harry's dreams to take them seriously.

"Yeah Ron, I'm sure. No pain," he called out.

Harry waited until he heard the soft snores coming from the direction of Neville and Ron's beds before getting out of bed. He grabbed another pair of pajama pants from his trunk and moved to the bathroom. He took a quick and quiet shower and pulled on his fresh trousers. He went back to the bed and pulled off the dirty sheets. He had to suppress the laugh that was fighting its way out. Neville had once suspected that Harry and Eva would do just what they had done in his dream and threatened to check the sheets. He Scourgified them and crawled back in.

Try as he might, Harry could not seem to go back to sleep. The dream had felt so real and his body had really responded to it. He knew that he and Eva were connected in some small way because of their training, but it was easy enough to rule that out. Snape had told him that time and proximity were very essential in magic. Eva was all the way in London and he was here in Hogwarts. How could they be communicating from this far away? The question tumbled through his mind and did not leave him until exhaustion took over an hour before daybreak.

Severus and Saveage had spent all day watching Eva sleep and when night came, they decided it would be best if they got something to eat before settling down. Severus took Saveage, under the guise of Minerva McGonagall thanks to Polyjuice Potion, to Diagon Alley for dinner.

When Eva awoke screaming Harry's name she was glad to see that her parents had not been in the room. She felt something warm and sticky between her legs and thought her time of the month had come. She got up from the bed and steadied herself before turning to the bathroom. She was glad that it had only just started and there was no visible stain on her sheets.

She walked stiffly into the bathroom and took off her hospital gown. She checked her panties and found no blood on them. She double-checked and only found a wet stain on them. She thought back to her dream and went as quick as she could to her bed. She gasped when she saw the stain where her bum would have been. She covered her mouth with her hand and thought about what had just happened.

She Scourgified her sheets before her parents came back, and then went to the bathroom to clean up. She tried to go back to sleep, but found the dream kept creeping back into her thoughts and chasing sleep away. How had that happened? She was too far away from Harry for it to be anything related to Occlumency. Besides, she'd never heard of Occlumency working that way. She turned the possibilities over in her head for a while before her tiredness finally took over again and she fell asleep.