Hey guys, um the song is Britney Spear's...
Dawn crept through the halls of Hogwarts, looking for the 'Fat Lady' portrait. Knowing now the only way to get sleep without a nightmare, she would have to be in Harry's arms; she went looking. Having never of been in the Gryffindor Common Room, she didn't really know where to find it; she just let her instinct guide her.
"Password?" The Fat Lady asked, seeing the young girl.
"Um," Dawn pondered lightly, trying to remember if Harry had ever told her. 'Think Dawn, think…Snivellus…Dawn thought proudly, remembering that Harry had old her one time. "Snivellus?"
"You may enter," The Fat Lady smiled, opening the portrait enough for her to get in.
"Thankyou," Dawn muttered, walking swiftly to the two sets of stairs. Reading the signs 'Girls' and 'Boys;' she followed the boys. Opening each door to find the correct dorm, she finally came across the last one; sighing as Harry was sleeping soundly. Looking around she noticed Ron, and four other boys she had seen with Harry before, but she couldn't remember ever being introduced to them. "Harry, Harry," Dawn whispered, shaking his shoulder slightly. Giving him a few more shakes, and noticing his reluctance to wake up; she rubbed her temples.
"Sleep," Harry ordered, grabbing her arm and pulling her down onto the bed. Waiting for her to get under the blankets, before wrapping his arms around her waist. "Goodnight Dawn," Harry muttered, placing his head in the crook of her neck.
"Night Harry," Dawn smiled, running her fingers through his hair; smiling as he seemed to lean into her touch.
"Do you think we should wake them?"
"Seamus, what are you talking about?"
"Neville, what I'm trying to say is, if we don't go soon we'll miss breakfast," Seamus Finnegan stated, looking frustrated at the boy.
"But, is she even supposed to be here?"
"Well, no but she's a guest, that's gotta count for something," Seamus shrugged.
"Just leave them, they'll be down when there ready," Ron hollered, pushing the group of curious boys out the door.
"They're gone," Harry whispered into Dawn's ear, smirking as she looked horrified at being caught in bed with a boy.
"Thanks, you know for this," Dawn stated, blushing as she remembered how she had just barged in; not even asking.
"That's cool, but why?"
"Nightmare," Dawn sighed, her shoulders slumping slight.
"Are you okay?"
"I am now," Dawn smiled, looking adoringly up at Harry.
"Good, coz I need to ask you something," Harry stated, staring intently into Dawn's eyes.
"Ask me something?"
"Yeah, I was wondering if you'd go with me to the Muggle Themed Ball?"
"Harry!" Dawn shrieked, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Of course I would," Dawn whispered, into his ear; smiling as his arms seemed to slip around her waist.
"Thank god," Harry sighed, fearing he would never get up the courage to take her.
"But you have to meet me there, coz I've gotta do something first; and then I'm all yours," Dawn smiled, kissing him lightly on the mouth; surprising both of them by her forwardness.
Harry walked to The Great Hall with his friends, wondering what Dawn was up to. She seemed to be organising something, but whenever he would asked; she would distract him somehow. Some more interesting than others.
"Welcome students!" Dumbledore boomed, raising his arms slightly. "Now, we have a special performance from three of our Sunnydale visitors. They shall be performing a song called, I believe, 'I'm a slave for you," Dumbledore smiled, locking gazes with Harry, before turning his attention, as with the others, to the opening stage curtains. His jaw dropped at the sight; Dawn, dressed in skin tight leather pants, a sort of tie top that revealed much of her flat stomach, her hair was wavy and just below the shoulder, and her eyes were exenterated with eye liner. Buffy and Faith we dressed in leather pants and a white top; but his eyes couldn't leave Dawn.
Dawn stood there nervous as anything, she had never done what she was about to do before. Biting her lower lip, the music started; and they started to move. Stepping out, she sang solely into the microphone.
All you people look at me,
Like I'm a little girl
Well did you ever think it's be ok for me to step into this world?
Always saying, "Little girl, don't step into the club"
Well I'm just tryin' to find out why,
'cause dancing's what I love, yeah
Dawn looked behind her as Buffy and Faith repeated the 'get it, get it' bit. Jumping off the stage, she walked through the crowd. Stopping at Harry, she slowly started to circle him with a predatory gleam in her eyes.
I know I may come off quiet
I may come off shy
But I feel like talkin', feel like dancin' when I see this guy
What's practical, what's logical, what the hell, who cares
All I know is I'm so happy when you're dancing there.
Gliding a hand along his chest to rest above his heart, Dawn started sway her hips; keeping eye contact with Harry the whole time. Sinking lower to the ground each time, Dawn moved her body against his; lost in the music, she let her body do the walking.
I'm a slave for you
I cannot hold, I cannot control it
I'm a slave for you
I won't deny it; I'm not trying to hide it
Walking a few steps away from Harry, Buffy and Faith had come to flank her. Each looking at their respected others, they began to do their practiced routine.
Baby, don't you wanna dance upon me
To another time and place
Oh, baby, don't you wanna dance upon me
Leaving behind my name and age
Like that. You like that?
Yeah, now watch me
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Walking seductively up to Harry, Dawn licked her dry lips; the room temperature had suddenly lifted. Placing a hand onto his chest again, Dawn pressed herself against him; making sure every part of her touched him. Rolling her hips slightly, she continued her song.
I really wanna dance tonight with you
I really wanna do what you want me to
I really wanna dance tonight with you
I really wanna do what you want me to
Baby, don't you wanna dance upon me
To another time and place
Oh, baby, don't you wanna dance upon me
Leaving behind my name and age
Dawn finished her song with her lips inches from his; looking deeply into his passion filled gaze.
Harry stood there stunned at what he had just witnessed; Dawn in incredibly tight pants, grinding against him and Harry couldn't help but stare at the girl dumbfounded. The only thing he could think of was to kiss her; so he did. Bending his head lower to the girl, he slowly started a passion filled kiss; ignoring the others in the room, he slowly directed them over to a far wall out of the way. Pushing her back against the wall, Dawn wrapped her legs around his waist; all the while the kiss never breaking.
Pulling away from Harry with some difficulty, Dawn smiled seductively up at him. "I see you like our routine," Dawn stated, looking into his lust full gaze.
"You know I did," Harry smiled, leaning down to kiss her again. With the world falling away; they let their body's talk. Legs still firmly wrapped around Harry, Dawn continued to make side trips to his neck; eliciting a few passionate moans from Harry.
"I think we better take this someplace else," Dawn whispered into his ear, smiling as he nodded his consent.
"Room of Requirement," Harry stated, already unravelling her from his body; immediately missing her warmth the closeness provided. Taking her hand, he led her through the halls; stopping only when he came to the room. Making his suggestion, he slowly opened the door to await her reaction.