Madame Pomfry came in to tell me I could leave. We wished her a Happy Christmas and she took Oliver aside.
She went on about us being in love, but that we shouldn't rush in to sex. He was much older than me and should wait until I was ready. Use protection. Stuff like that. Oliver was blushing the whole time. His cheeks were Gryffindor red. And finally she told Oliver, "Slow down. You wouldn't want this happen to again." She handed him a few vials and some parchment and we left. I didn't even want to know what she gave him, but I had an idea.
We slowly made our way back to Gryffindor Tower, but he decided to head in a different direction on the seventh floor. I had no clue where we were going. He was carrying me like a groom carrying his bride. I was too tired to object. It was funny in a way. I will marry him any day.
We walked passed this wall three times before a door appeared. The Room of Requirement! And in it was a large fireplace, white bear skin rugs, and a king sized bed. White candles were everywhere as were red and yellow rose petals. The huge wooden four-poster bed was draped in red and gold silk. The sheets were silk and very inviting…