13: Home Alone

Eliza found it very hard to fall asleep that night. Harry's gift had made her so happy; she was riding on pure adrenaline. The girl with the onyx hair laid in bed thinking of the wonderful things that had happen to her over the past 5 months. No matter if it was her adventure in Dunngingtons cave or her exploits at the Winter Ball, Eliza found that there was always one common emendator. Harry Potter. That name danced on Eliza lips as she finally slipped into dream land.

On the other side of the House Harry too found it hard to sleep. He loved Eliza very much, but it was not their happiness that was keeping him awake tonight. Harry's nightmares were growing worse. He hadn't tried the dream journal that Hermione and Ron had bought him. He figured he would wait until he was back at Hogwarts to give it ago. For now he would just cope with the nightmares.

Down stairs Professor Snape set alone by the fire drinking an incredibly warm cup of butter beer. He smiled to him self as he reflected on his winter holiday. He never dreamed having his daughter so near would make him feel so complete. The presence of the Potter boy didn't bother him either. He actually looked forward to watching the interaction between Harry Potter and his daughter. Harry had proved that he loved and protected Eliza with all his heart. Severus Snape was convinced the Eliza and Harry belonged together. He decided that he would spend the rest of the holiday getting to know the boy.

Suddenly there was a tap at the window. The professor looked up to see Albus Dumbledore's Phoenix Faux, rapping at the window. Faux was a fiery beautiful creature, yet every time he came to visit Snape he always delivered news that was urgent or dire. The wise teacher was not happy to see the bird. With a helpless sigh Snape let the phoenix in and relieved it of its burden. After reading the note, Snape lips formed a tight frown. Once again he was correct; this news was very dire, and urgent indeed. With one last pet of the bird, Snape turned on a heel and made his way up stairs.

Minutes later Snape glided into the room of his lovely daughter. He watched her sleep, and analyzed just how much she was her mother's daughter. He knew this would break her heart, but he had no choice. This too in the long run was for her protection. With that final thought he crept up on the girl and gently shook her awake.

"Daddy?" Eliza said confused

"Eliza I have to go." He whispered

"Yes dad, just wake me up when you return. I will probably over sleep again." She smiled confused

"No dear I can't. I'm going away and I don't know when I shall return."

"What! What do you mean going away?" She cried

"For the order dear, there is an important mission that Remus and I have to complete."

"No! Let someone else do it!"

"Eliza you know I can't." He said backing away from her

"It's not fair." She trailed off

"I know dear. You just have to be strong and I will return to you as soon as I can."

He then, moved back towards her and raised he chin up with his hand.

"Eliza, I promise I will come back to you." With that he kissed her on the cheek, then the forehead.

Before she could say anything else he whisked out of the room. Eliza was in so much pain she could not even cry. She just buried her head in her pillow and waited for the pain to go away.

In Harry's room he tossed and turned. His nightmares were getting worse. In this particular episode, he lay chained to a wall while he watched Peter Pettigrew torture Ron. Harry was suddenly jolted awake by his professor.

"Boy, are you alright? You were slashing madly about" Snape said

"Fine sir, just…just a dream." Harry lied "Sir what is it? What are you doing here, is Eliza alright." He said worried

"Yes Potter. Look, I have to go away." Snape said simply

"Away sir?" Harry asked

"For the order. No more questions. Eliza, well she isn't fairing the news well. I need you to take care of her while i'm gone. I do not know how long that will be." Snape trailed off

Harry was still confused but thought better of asking questions. With one last meaningful look, Snape exited the room. Harry laid in bed several minutes letting it all sink it. Once he felt that he was strong enough he hopped out of bed and made his way to his girlfriend.

When Harry entered the room, he saw Eliza staring blankly up at the ceiling. She was numb, and Harry knew that feeling well. He said nothing; he just slipped under the covers with her and held her tight. For a few minutes she was still, all of a sudden she burst into tears. Harry said nothing and allowed her to cry herself to sleep.

Harry woke up around noon. It took him a few seconds to register all that had happened last night. Eliza was still asleep, which Harry thought was a good thing. Harry quietly tried to exit the bed without Eliza noticing. He wanted to shower and have breakfast ready before she woke. Harry had one leg out of bed, when Eliza reached over and grabbed him by the shoulder. Harry turned to her; his heart broke at the site. She did not look well, her eyes were swollen and there was a cut on her lip from her biting down on it out of worry.

"Where are you going?" she said nervously

"Monty, I was gonna take a quick shower, and then get you some food." He said gently

"We can conjure food Harry; you don't have to leave for that."

"Well there is that little matter of the ministry of magic you know." He paused. "But I guess you are right, if I do get another summons i'm sure Dumbledore will be able to explain it." He smiled reaching for his wand

"No Harry, ill do it."

"No way Eliza, you have a clean record. We are gonna keep it that way." Harry argued

"Harry the only way the Ministry knows that you did underage magic is because you use a wand. They won't detect me, because I don't need a wand." She replied

After giving it some thought Harry agreed. Eliza conjured a big bowl of grits and a plate of sausage for them to share. Conjured food was no where near as good as cooked food but Harry was happy that he had got her to eat.

Once they were done, Harry again tried to get out of bed.

"Where are you going now? Why are you trying to leave?" She asked in a scared tone

"Now Monty, you know that's not true. I was just going to shower." He smiled

"Why?"

"Cause I smell." He joked

"No you don't." She argued

Harry knew that that was a lie, he didn't bother showering after they came back from the graveyard he was too tired then. But he also knew Eliza was scared and didn't want to be alone.

"Shower with me then?" he blurted

"What?" Eliza said weakly.

Smiling at her Harry got up. Suddenly he scooped Eliza up in his arms and carried her into the bathroom.

Normally showering with his girlfriend would have been heaven for Harry. However this was not the case. Harry washed himself quickly, he noticed Eliza's hands were trembling so bad that she was having trouble with her own body. Gently he took the wash cloth from her, and started to wash her. His heart panged with every tremble form Eliza, he hated to see her this way.

Once they were all clean, Harry tucked Eliza back into bed. He entertained her by telling her stories about his life before her. She didn't respond much, but Harry knew she was listening. Harry only left her side to use the loo. Once it got dark, Eliza settled in to cuddle Harry and go to sleep. Harry wasn't sure if this was the way he should be handling this situation, but he was doing the best he could.

For the next two days, this was pretty much the routine for the two. Harry was finally settling in to it, but worried that Eliza would go crazy if she kept everything in for much longer.

On the third day Harry woke up to an empty bed. Instant panic over took him. He grabbed a t-shirt and dashed out of the room. Once in the hall Harry smelled various meats being cooked. He curiously made his way to the kitchen, half way expecting to find Mrs. Weasley. Instead he found Eliza, a different Eliza. She had gotten the color back in her face, and he eyes were sparkling again.

"Eliza?" He said

"Harry, hello sleepy head." She smiled

"What are you doing, has there been word from your father." Harry asked

"No. But Harry, I know he would be ashamed if he saw how I have been acting the last three days. He wouldn't want me being a hermit; it's not fair to him or me and certainly not to you." She smiled walking over planting a firm kiss on his lips

"I'm alright don't worry about me, just as along as you are ok." He grinned

"I'm fine." She said

Harry went to get some plates for the food. But Eliza swatted his hand away.

"Hey, what's the idea?" He laughed

"The idea is you aren't lifting a finger Harry Potter. You have been taking care of me for three days! Now it's my turn. So if you would kindly return to bed Potter, I shall bring you your food. And promptly after that I shall give you your bath." Eliza said with a wink

"Can we skip to the bath please?" Harry said being cheeky

"Down boy, go now. I'll be up soon."

Without argument Harry scurried back up the steps. It was so good to have Eliza Back. Once in her room Harry jumped in the bed and made himself comfortable. No sooner then he had he heard a booming voice coming from Eliza's fire place.

"Potter! What are you doing in Eliza's bed!" Snape said

"Professor you are ok!" Harry jumped running towards the fireplace.

It was Snape, and he looked worse for the wear. Scrapes and bruises lined his face. But he wasn't alone Remus was there too, and in the same condition.

"Don't avoid the question Potter, what are you doing in her bed!" Snape pressed

"I must say Harry this doe's look quite suspect." Lupin chimed in

"Sir its nothing, Eliza has been so distraught. Only now has she gotten out of bed. I have been holding her while she sleeps it's the only way for her to get rest." Harry said honestly

"See, Severus Harry is a noble man. Your daughter is in good hands." Lupin said

Before Snape could retort Eliza busted in the door.

"Harry who are you talking too?" She asked

Harry said nothing but just pointed towards the fireplace. When Eliza saw her dad and Remus, she dropped the tray of food that she had worked so hard to prepare.

"Daddy!" She screamed "Are you ok?"

"Yes, dear. We have completed our task. However it's a full moon tomorrow, so we can only travel during the day. In all the confusion we for got to make Remus his wolfs bane potion. So it will take us three days to return. But we are out of danger." He smiled at her

"Why cant you just floo?" she argued

"Because we fear that too much floo movement will cause Voldermort to become spurious." Lupin chimed in

"As long as you are safe." She smiled

"I am dear, and now that you know this I suspect Potter can take up his own bed." Snape said simply.

Before she could say anything Lupin and Snape were gone.

"Well that's it all the progress I made with your dad is gone." Harry half joke

"Oh shut up Potter, he should be thankful for you taking care of his daughter." She said joining him in the bed.

"So Lupin, your dad they are alright. And we have three days with each other. Whatever should we do?" Harry said innocently

"Hmm, I don't know Potter. I mean we could always do some cleaning, maybe get started on homework." She grinned

"Don't play Monty. You owe me a shower." He reminded her

"I do don't I?" she said

With that Harry scooped her off the bed and took her into the bathroom.

This time the shower was heaven for Harry. Nothing but kissing and hugging went own while the two were cloaked in the steam of the shower, but it satisfied them both just the same.

After their cleaning, Eliza and Harry took to the bed again to just lay down and enjoy each others company.

Eliza was ecstatic. Her father was ok and Harry still loved her even after her melt down. These next three days Eliza could finally relax. She was a bit nervous though. She and Harry had not talked about their incident in the study that happened a few nights back. It had been wonderful but Eliza never intended for it to go that far. Even though Harry, and her hadn't had sex it was still very intense. It kind of shocked her that he had yet to bring it up, but Eliza felt that he should. So she would keep her mouth shut until he mentioned it. With a delighted sigh, she cleared her mind and just focused on running her hands through Harry's wild hair. She enjoyed the way he moaned when she reached the nape of his neck. This was perfect; finally Eliza and Harry could enjoy being a couple.

Harry wondered did Eliza Purposely try to torture him. Her touches were driving him insane. He wanted to yell to her to stop teasing him, and release his burden. She didn't know it but with every touch, Harry's lower region grew harder and harder. Harry desperately wanted a repeat of their events from the night before. He didn't know how to tell her this though, and quite frankly he wasn't sure she would be up for it. She hadn't mentioned that night to him since, and Harry was afraid that she

Thought it was a mistake. It had the exact opposite on Harry. That night made him painfully aware of his sexuality, and of Eliza's. He wanted more, and soon. Did that mean he wanted to have sex? Was he ready to have sex? What she? Harry's mind was spinning. But he knew he would not make the choice alone.

"Eliza." He blurted

"Yes, lover." She hummed

"Umm…this is wonderful. Being here with you." He smiled

"I feel the same."

"Good, and it was wonderful the other night with you." He stuttered

"Yes baby…is something on your mind?" She said

Harry was about to press then he remembered that Eliza had given him his first orgasm ever. But he didn't give her one. A look of anguish came on Harry's face. And all the excitement in his lower region disappeared. Sure he had made her very excited, but he didn't make her…well for lack of better words he thought…cum. How could Harry have been so blind? No wonder Eliza hadn't mentioned it to him, she was disappointed.

"Harry? Harry? What is it?" Eliza requested

"The night you made me…made me..." he started

"Cum, Harry." She finished

"Yes well, did you…well you didn't…" he trailed off

"Cum?" She finished again

"Well yeah."

"No Harry, but its different for girls it's harder." She explained

"You mean I'm horrible." He said

"Harry, James shut up right now. You are wonderful and you made me feel wonderful. Just because I didn't have an orgasm doesn't mean that you didn't please me." She said loudly

With out warning she captured Harry in a passionate kiss, making sure to suck on his tongue a little. This made Harry forget whatever was bothering him. After a few minutes they broke apart.

"Well I want to give you one now!" he said like a happy little boy

"Now?" She grinned

"Yes." He said

Harry hopped on top of her and started attacking her neck. He had no idea what he was doing, but he was sure he could finger his way through.

"Harry do you know what you a are doing?" she joked

"No clue, but you'll teach me wont you Madame." He laughed

"Umm I'd much rather let you figure it out on your own." She said slyly

"As you wish." He said

Harry resumed kissing her neck. He made it down to her collar bone before he felt Eliza stiffen underneath him.

"What is it?" he said alarmed

"Did you hear that?" She said a little worried

"Oh that was probably your bra snapping." He joked

"Harry shush, I heard something downstairs." She replied

"It's a big house, probably a draft."

Before she could protest, Harry resumed his kissing. After a few more seconds Eliza stiffened again. This time Harry too heard a noise.

"I know you heard that." She asked

"Yeah I did." He said rolling off of her. "Stay here."

He jumped put of bed and grabbed his wand.

"No chance of that Potter." Eliza said

And she hopped outta bed as well. Without arguing with her, Harry exited the room. The two creept as quietly as they could down to the main floor.