9: Adventures at Snape Compound

The trip by Floo powder was uneventful. Eliza was a natural, she insisted though that Harry and her went together. Snape argued but as usual the American girl got her way.

Harry and Eliza arrived in one of the biggest fireplaces Harry had every seen. They stepped out into a huge foyer that was lined with silvers, metallics and various metals. For some reason it reminded Harry of a mausoleum. The ceilings were high, and were home to a huge crystal chandelier. Harry could see Cornish pixies occupying each crystal that danced from its frame. This was much different from the small quaint cottage that the Weasleys shared. Harry wanted to do more exploring of the grounds, but dared not move without Professor Snape permission. To his surprise Eliza had not moved a muscle either. She looked like a stranger in her own home. The Harry remembered this was Eliza first time here as well. Harry squeezed her hand to make it know that she wasn't alone.

"Its so big." She gasped

"Its beautiful though." Harry said truthfully

There was a loud pop from the fireplace behind them.

"My father can rest in peace knowing his home has your blessing Potter." Snape said emerging from the fireplace

"Dad this place is huge!" Eliza said ignoring her dad's tone towards Harry. "Why all the space?"

"I inherited this place from my father, as he his. My grandfather had 13 children, hence the enormous living space. My father inherited it because he was the eldest. I was an only child so it went to me, and one day it will go to you." Snape said looking lovingly at his daughter

The day was spent touring the grand Snape compound. It has 17 rooms, 19 bathrooms, two kitchens, a Quidditch Pitch, a Moat, a swamp and a Dungeon. Harry had truly never seen anything like this. Snape let Eliza pick any of the 16 rooms that were empty. Harry got to choose his own room as well as long as it was on the opposite side of the house of Eliza's choice.

The next few days leading up to Christmas were peaceful for Harry. He and Eliza spent day and night learning each other inside and out. Harry learned that Eliza idolized some American writer named Edgar Allen Poe. She also hated strawberries with a Passion. In exchange Harry let her in on his love of mince meat pies and his dislike for rabbits. During the morning the two would walk the gardens. No matter how many times he saw it, Harry was always amazed how beautiful her hazel eyes looked in the morning dew.

The Afternoons were spent by the two having tea in the library. Some days they were joined by professor Snape. Eliza would cuddle up with her father as he read her favorite Poe poems. Although in the beginning it was strange seeing the professor doing something other then insulting or scowling, Harry soon got use to being in the company of his professor. Harry didn't mind the time he spent with him, in fact he began to look forward to the professors poetry readings.

The nights were spent by the two in the study. The professor would disappear from his home at the 8:00 exactly every night and return at 1 in the morning. Severus told Eliza and Harry that he and Remus Lupin were busy making lesson plans for the special sessions the quintet would start at the beginning of term. But neither of them bought that story, they knew the professor was off on some mission for the order. He just concocted the story so Eliza wouldn't worry when he was away.

It was two days before Christmas. The professor had just made his exit for the night and Harry found Eliza cuddled up in her favorite sofa gazing out of the window. She was deep in her own thoughts, and didn't even notice him come in. Harry paused and just stared at her. He could see the sadness in her eyes. He knew she was watching her father vanish into the night. Harry was aware that Eliza put on a brave front for her fathers sake, but many nights he would hold her as she wept into his shoulder.

"Don't stare Harry." Eliza whispered as she bought him back from his thoughts.

"Sorry, I was just thinking." He responded

"About what an emotional wreck I can be?" said embarrassed

"Monty don't be absurd. I was thinking about how beautiful you looked in the moonlight." He smiled as he took a seat beside her

" Don't lie Harry Potter." She said sternly

"I wasn't lying Eliza!" Harry argued, "I was thinking how beautiful you are…but ok…I also was thinking how sad you looked as well." Harry sighed

"I don't mean to be such a downer Harry. I just worry so much, about my mother…and my father." She said with a solemn smile

"I won't tell you not to worry about them, because I know that would be pretty much impossible. I just want you to remember you are not alone. You have me." Harry trailed off

"I know that Harry. And I thank the heavens every day for you." Eliza smiled as she rested her heard on his shoulders

They sat in silence like that for a while. Harry breathed in the scent of Eliza's dark locks. She used some sort of peppermint shampoo, which scent shot tingles through Harry when he took it in. Eliza was busy running her fingers up and down Harry's bare arm. He knew she did this to soothe herself. But it had the complete opposite effect on Harry. It drove him crazy. After several minutes of this, Harry noticed a part of him started to come alive. Harry squirmed in his seat, to try and slow the effects of what Eliza's touches were doing to his manhood. When it got too much, Harry decided that he should make his exit. He attempted to pull out of the embrace the two shared.

"What's wrong?" Eliza said not wanting the closeness to end

"Nothing it's late. We should turn in." Harry stuttered

"Ok, only if that's what you want." Eliza said sadly

"Monty…" Harry started

"It's ok Harry…" she started "Actually its not! How come you can only stand to be near me for all of 10 minutes before you want to pull away! I don't get you Harry. I know you love me, but some times it feels like you hate to be near me!" She said now screaming

"Oh my word! Are all girls that bloody thick, or just you!" Harry said a little angry now

"EXCUSE ME!" Eliza snapped

"You think I'm always pulling away from you, because I don't like you close to me. Eliza it's the very opposite. You drive me crazy when you kiss me. You make me insane when you touch me. I have never felt such pleasure in my life from a simple touch!" Harry said breathless

"So why do you always pull away!" Eliza asked really clueless

"Because Eliza…you make me come live. Every part of me...you make come alive. And I don't know how to handle that. Its scary." Harry said now embarrassed

"You think I don't feel that Harry? You have that effect on me to, and I'm just as scared. I don't know what to do with these feelings either, but I don't want to run away from them." She said calming down

"I doubt I have the same effect on you, that you have on me." Harry whispered. He slowly looked down in his lap. All the shouting didn't decreased the bulge in Harry's pants at all. In fact it only made it peak out more

Eliza's gazes followed Harry's eyes. When her eyes rested on Harry's lap, she finally realized what he was talking about. Her eyes widened and she opened her mouth to say something. Nothing came out.

Seeing the shock on Eliza's face, Harry was beyond embarrassed. He popped up from his place on the sofa, and was about to run out of the room. Eliza grabbed him by the arm, and forced him back down on the couch.

"Harry I…" Eliza started

"Eliza, I don't want to hear it. It's embarrassing enough." He said

"You shouldn't be embarrassed Harry." She smiled

"Oh really! My girl friend got to see first hand that I can't even control my own penus! And I shouldn't be embarrassed!" Harry shouted

"Honestly Harry, I don't think you are supposed to be able to control it. If I make you feel good, what's wrong with that?" Eliza said

"I don't know. I just didn't want you to be weirderd out." Harry replied

"I'm not Harry. Knowing I can do that for you, makes me feel good." She grinned

"It does." Harry said stupidly

"Yes." She said simply

Before Harry could respond Eliza met his lips with hers. The kiss was passionate and hungry. The harder it got, the more Harry felt like he would never be satisfied. An animalistic moan escaped Eliza's lips. That sound made Harry's man hood painfully hard. The kiss went on for several minutes before Eliza pulled away. They stared into each other's eyes for an eternity. Harry was shocked but pleased when Eliza used her fingers to trace from his chest all the way down to his lap. She playfully traced circles around Harry's member, as Harry twirled her hair around his fingers.

Harry couldn't take it anymore. He plunged his mouth onto Eliza's neck. He sucked on her collarbone; this caused Eliza to make louder moans. Harry could feel her tremble underneath his touch.

Eliza had on a button down collard shirt that made it difficult for Harry to continue his exploration of her body. Harry remembered the shirt well, it was the same shirt she was wearing the first day he met her. Harry loved that shirt, but he was sure he would love what was underneath it more. Without thinking Harry ripped the shirt open, causing Eliza to gasp in a pleasant surprise. Harry already knew Eliza's breast were huge, even a Hogwarts cloak couldn't hide that. Still Harry wasn't prepared for what he saw. Eliza's D cupped breast bulged out of her black sheer bra. Harry reached behind Eliza slowly, to get to the clip that held up the flimsy bra. After several seconds, and several giggles from Eliza, Harry managed to get the bra loose. Harry removed it gently, and just stared in wonder at the huge brown breast that lay before him. The dark nipples were pointy and hard, and looked ready to be devoured by Harry. Harry locked eyes with Eliza, and he saw that she looked embarrassed, on the verge of tears.

"Eliza...what's wrong?" Harry said worried

"Why are you just staring? You hate them don't you?" She blabbed

"No! Of course not! I've never seen anything more beautiful in my life. I can't help but stare." Harry replied

"You mean it Harry." Eliza said

Harry didn't respond. Instead he took his fingers and gently cupped her breast. They were soft and smooth. Harry then begin to twist a nipple with his fingers, harder and harder as the seconds ticked by. Eliza's moans were quickly becoming yells. Harry's mouth quickly joined the actions. He sucked and licked every part of Eliza's body, causing her to cry out to him begging him not to stop. Harry happily obliged.

Harry was taken aback when Eliza pushed him off of her, and back down onto the sofa. He had no time to gain composure as a bare chested Eliza straddled him. She pulled the sweater he was wearing off, quickly followed by his undershirt. Eliza rocked gently up and down on Harry. This drove him slightly out of his mind. His member was still painfully hard, and fighting to get out of his pants. Eliza took Harry's own nipples into her mouth, now it was Harry's turn to moan. This went on for several more minutes. Suddenly Harry started to shake, something was about to happen. He looked into Eliza's eyes and noticed that she felt it too. Eliza started to speed up her rocking motions on Harry. Harry couldn't talk, he couldn't breathe, he couldn't think. Eliza's motions got faster and faster, her started to tremble uncontrollably. Then it happened. All at once Harry exploded. It felt as if all the energy he had, congregated to his center, and exploded out again all at the same time. Harry was unable to move for a long time. He noticed that his man hood was limp again, and no doubt satisfied. When Harry was able to compose his thoughts again, he realized Eliza was still straddling him. She looked more beautiful then ever. Tears welled up in his eyes.

"Harry are you ok?" She asked nervously

"Your perfect." Is all Harry could say

"What?" Eliza laughed

"I love you Monty." Harry said

"I know Harry. I love you more." She said as she rolled off of him

"I seriously doubt that." He said staring at her

Eliza started to put back on her bra. Harry put out a hand to stop her

"What?" she asked

"Leave it off. I just want to look at you." He pleaded

Eliza happily agreed. Harry cuddled up to her, and rested his head on her chest. Eliza then heard low weeps coming from Harry; she could feel her breast becoming tear stained. She didn't dare question Harry again. She knew there was nothing wrong with him. Those were tears of joy

Harry woke up with all the memories of what had happened a few hours ago rushing back to him. He and Eliza were still in the exact same position they had fallen asleep in. It took a while for Harry's eyes to adjust to the light in the room. When he finally got his vision back, he checked the time on the old coo coo clock that rested at the opposite if the room. It said 12:45 am!

Harry jumped up waking Eliza in the process.

"Harry, what's going on?" Eliza said sleepily

"Baby get up, get dressed. It's quarter till 1. If your father finds us like this, we are dead!" Harry shouted

"Oh my gosh, your right!" Eliza said

The two of them made themselves decent in record time

"12:53, we'd better get to our rooms." Harry said out of breath

"Agreed." Eliza said as they made their way out of the study, and up the stairs.

"Monty?" Harry asked before Eliza and he parted ways at the top of the steps

"Yes Harry?" Eliza smiled

"Tomorrow's Christmas eve, you think your father could take us to so we could get some shopping done? Harry asked

"I've already done my shopping Harry. Hermione and I went to Hogsmede earlier in the term. But daddy mentioned that he has to get some shopping done tomorrow. I'm sure you could tag along." She said

"I don't know about." Harry whispered

"Harry, you and daddy have gotten along famously this break, what's the problem." She asked

"Eliza, its different when you are around. I don't know if I can go with him alone." He whined

"Suck it up Potter, you don't have a choice. I'd be very upset if I don't have a gift from you under the tree." She joked

"Fine, but if I die…don't say I didn't warn you." He whined some more

"Whatever Harry. Meet him by the fireplace at noon. I'm sure he will love you company." Eliza smiled before she closed the door behind her.

Harry was left speechless as he retired to his own room.