It was a sunny day at the Potter Manor, and the couple was lazing around its ground under the shade of one of its gigantic trees. The quidditch field could be seen from their position, and the sights of the Manor's roof peaked through the sea of treetops.

Suffice it to say, it was a perfect day for a date and Daphne couldn't help but enjoy the feeling of her boyfriend's lap as her pillow with his hands caressing her hair. It had been a stressful week for her— from working on a very heavy case at their law firm to sorting her papers for the acknowledgment of her Potions Mastery— Daphne Greengrass was scrapping in the bottom of the barrel containing her strength.

Her wonderful boyfriend came in with a clutch though, swooping in and saving her from the stress of her life and giving her quite a peaceful picnic date within the grounds of his manor.

This is perfect. Daphne thought taking in the fresh air and settling herself on his lap as his hands rubbed her scalp. She enjoyed small moments like this, away from prying eyes and loud obnoxious noise from the world outside. Moments shared between her and Harry.

Daphne was about to fall into the hands of Morpheus when she heard a faint fluttering of wings and Harry's small pause before continuing his ministrations and started telling her a story. His voice, warm and gentle against her ears, lulling her deeper into an impending nap.

After a few moments, half of Daphne's consciousness was already fading to the dreamland and Harry's voice was fading away when he suddenly spoke, which caught her attention.

"I just know, you'll love riding it without using your hands" his voice snapped off her sleepiness and Daphne's face reddened as she opened her eyes and looked at Harry whose gaze was looking at the distance.

… what?!

"You know? Just feeling it in, giving yourself to the moment and trusting your body to hold on" Harry continued his hands continuing their massage on her head. Daphne gulped and felt heat devouring her body.

Is he serious?

Daphne bit her lip as she thought about what Harry said. Though she was conflicted, Harry had said he liked it when her hands were on his… Does he not like it anymore? Daphne did adore the feeling of his erratic heartbeat upon her palm. It was also a support for her, to help her not get thrown away.

Though I'm sure my legs are flexible, and my ankles could probably carry my weight…

Daphne placed her hands on her stomach and took a deep breath before looking back at her lover who was looking absentmindedly at the field in front. Her view of him from where she is was immaculate.

That jaw and nose… Morgana, it makes me want to kiss him.

"Daph, we should do it here!" Harry's enthusiastic voice shocked Daphne. The heat she was feeling multiplied tenfold, and she couldn't help but gape at Harry's joyful suggestion.

What in Morgana's… REALLY? HERE? OUTSIDE? IS HE OUT OF HIS MIND?!

It wasn't like there were other people in the manor, but Daphne was still not comfortable with the idea of doing "it" outside! Besides, were they really doing it here in the grass, with nothing but a blanket?! The grass could stick to their bodies, and she was sure it would itch!

"Are you bloody serious?!" Daphne incredulously asked as she sat straight and looked at Harry who had a bewildered look on his face that turned into concern as he placed his palm on her forehead.

"Love, you look red. Is it too hot out here? Are you ok?" Harry asked feeling her forehead and then neck to which Daphne squeezed his hand, she was ticklish by her neck and even more now!

"Yes! But are you really serious about what you just said?!" Daphne asked. If Harry was serious then she wouldn't be so averse to the idea, but they really have to improve the blanket and avoid grass sticking to them!

"Yes, why wouldn't I be?" Harry responded in a wondering tone. His face looked innocent, Daphne gritted her teeth out of frustration with him!

"I mean, really? Right here?" Daphne whispered as she leaned close to him. Harry smiled and kissed her forehead as his hand topped hers on the blanket.

"Yeah, it's a perfect day for it," Harry said with a smile, that Daphne had to smile in return. Still, she was uncomfortable with the idea.

"How are you even sure it's great without hands? How do you hold for support then?" Daphne asked genuinely curious and lightly wetting her lips.

"I know by experience" Harry's lopsided smile did not do anything to prevent the shock in Daphne's head. It was like a family heirloom breaking apart or a plate smashing against the ground inside her head.

Experience…?

Harry had already stood up and urged Daphne to follow but she was stuck sitting down processing what she just heard.

"Love?" Harry's voice snapped her out of her now-running mind. Daphne looked up and saw the confused look on her lover's face. She gulped down something bitter in her mouth before speaking in a carefully neutral tone, still sitting down.

"What… When and how?" Daphne asked wanting Harry to explain. His face morphed to even a deeper confusion as his brows furrowed and his mouth gaped lightly. Harry then rubbed his eyes before answering.

"3rd year at COMC, I was asked, no, I was hoisted up, to ride Buckbeak and he went on and flew me around. I actually opened my arms once while we were flying by the Black Lake, and I swear Daph, it was one of the most magical experiences I had ever felt!" Harry answered, his smile evident as he remembered that moment.

Daphne on the other hand simply gaped at her boyfriend.

Oh.

OH!

"Ah, Buckbeak" Daphne mumbled before standing up and avoiding looking at her boyfriend's face.

Morgana, that was so embarrassing…

"Daphne, you, ok?" Harry asked as he held her hand and rubbed his thumb to it prompting her to look at Harry with a forced smile.

"Yeah, I'm great love! So, are we riding something?" Daphne forced through enthusiasm that she hoped her boyfriend would buy. Her head was still running the fact that Daphne had completely misunderstood her boyfriend and went straight to something inappropriate.

And to think, I was actually looking forward to it… Shame on you Daphne. She chastised herself as she saw the raised brow of her lover before chuckling and pulling her to the direction of where Buckbeak grazed around on the grounds.

"You know, Daph, we can always do the type of riding you were thinking of. I wouldn't be too averse to the idea" Harry said as they walked to the ground and were about to pass the turn towards the manor.

Daphne stopped walking and felt her face is redder than what they were earlier. Harry just turned to face her with his signature grin and wagging his eyebrows. Daphne would pay anything to wipe that look from his face. How badly she wanted the Earth to eat her here and now.

"Screw you, Harry Potter" Daphne tried to salvage her dignity, but her hand was held tightly by Harry and his boisterous laugh aggravated her even more. She sent a glare in his direction which only made him laugh even more.

"I mean, gladly Daph, I'd be happy" he commented before ducking out from an incoming hex from Daphne.

This man!

"Oh, come on, Daph! It was a joke" Harry laughed even more as another hex was sent his way. Daphne was already so embarrassed and did not like it when Harry teased her even more!

"You are an arse" Daphne complained as Harry finally calmed himself down and approached Daphne. He raised his hands up in surrender with a smile on his face before approaching her and engulfing her in a hug.

Daphne for all the bravado and light stinging hexes she sent to Harry, buried her face to his torso to hide her still embarrassed face. By the gods, she was so humiliated by the way she thought about what Harry had said.

"Sorry Daph" Harry apologized but his voice was obvious that there was still a smug smile on his face. Daphne just playfully punched his chest earning another chuckle from him.

"I deserve that," he said before extracting himself from Daphne. She still looked red in the face but managed to glare at him now.

"So, do you still want that ride with Buckbeak?" Harry asked, now looking genuine. Daphne looked at Harry, a sinister idea forming in her head. She placed her hands on his shoulder which prompted him to place his hands on her waist, pulling them closer.

"I think, that could wait. What do you say, let's ride something else, and as you say, without our hands" Daphne whispered in Harry's ear and was delighted seeing the instant reddening of his face. She suppressed a smirk and instead gave him a sultry smile.

Harry smiled and looked around, as if looking for some trespasser, before looking back at Daphne playing with his lips before reciprocating her smile.

"I think, it's a very amazing idea, Ms. Greengrass" he replied giving her a wink. Daphne pecked his lips and then playfully grabbed his butt softly before grabbing his hand and pulling him to Buckbeak's ground.

"That's what I would say if you weren't such a jerk. Now, let's find Buckbeak" There was a victorious smirk on Daphne's face as she heard Harry groan while following her.

"You're so cruel, love" He complained, and Daphne couldn't help but laugh at her boyfriend's very annoyed and defeated tone.

Daphne was still going to do the other riding later, it's just, she wasn't going to be the one not being able to use their hands later.

a/n

hello~ and yes PoG is still alive and running its just that I'm focusing with Date for the Ministry story. I hope you liked this snippet. Thank you so much for the faves, follows, and reviews you gave this story, I appreciate it so much and keeps me writing. Again, thank you so much and I hope you have an amazing day or evening ahead!