The beginning of something beautiful

Harry ran as he came back from the empty hall, following Helena but staying just behind her. Harry's plan was thus; he will catch up with Helena just after she reaches the portrait hole, then when she realises she doesn't have the password he will tell her the password (it was "Olverary Charp" the famous minister for magic) and she would thank him, meaning he would have started to talk to her. Harry's plan worked perfectly and they were still talking when the bell went and all lights went out, there was no one around. He walked into the 7th year study room, lit a candle and sat in one of the 2 seated sofas by the extinguishing fire, with Helena close behind him who also sat in the sofa so they were side by side. They carried this on form many more minutes and somehow, without Harry moving, they ended up touching shoulders and thighs and minutes Helena was clinging to his thigh, squeezing it and hanging on to his every word. Harry found this all very hopeful and he also found out things about Helena too. She was from Germany but she was brought up to speak English with a German accent, her father and mother had to come to England because her fathers broomstick factory had been taken over and he needed money so he started working in the ministry in the muggle studies department. However it wasn't all the talking that he liked most it was the clinging. The last time harry had checked the time it was 12:51, late and 7th years would be told off at 1:00 when house elves would start to patrol the common and study rooms.

Then the convocation suddenly moved topics, away from Mr Yevestcys jobs and troubles.

" So harry, when do you go out?" said Helena.

" What?"

" Sorry I mean where. Where do you go out?"

" Well there is um Hogmeade um it is just outside the grounds and we can go there at the weekends and after school now that we're 17… um do you want to…"

"Go there sometime? Yeah, sure, when tomorrow?" Helena said grinning at harry.

" Yeah. See you then night."

" Wait Harry!" he turned. "Meet you in the courtyard outside?" she asked him.

"Yeah"

"And where is my room?"

"I'll show you, follow me."

Harry showed her up the stairs near the study room fire and towards the rooms which where made so that couples could share a room. There where also rooms made for single people. As they reached the top of the staircase Harry realised something, most of the Gryfindors where single so there was only all the double rooms left. He smiled to himself at this. "Helena."

"Yes."

" There are only double rooms left and the problem is that in each double room there is only one double bed, I'll sleep on the floor."

" but Harry there is no need, we are a couple now remember! Lets go in and make it homey."

As soon as the two of them stepped in the empty sign on the door changed. It read:

Double Room 3 Inhabited by: Mr Harry Potter & Miss Helena Yevestcy Do Not Disturb

Harry walked over to the bed and sat on it, waving his wand a muttering so that his belongings would come upstairs from where it was sitting in the main common room. Helena did the same and when her luggage was unpacked she went of into the walk in wardrobe (made for getting changed and hanging cloths) and stayed there for many minutes, then coming out in a pure white dressing gown that trailed behind her as she went into the bathroom. Harry unpacked and stepped into the wardrobe clearly labelled "Harry Potter". He got undressed and came out in boxer shorts with a dark green/black dressing gown covering him up.

It was way past 1:30 when Helena appeared from the bathroom. Harry was lying in the bed, above the covers, his dressing gown thrown on the floor. Harry looked up. Helena stood beside harry so the on his side of the bed. Then she slipped of the dressing gown, looking at harry and showing him herself in skimpy white underwear, making Harry stare hard at her body. Mostly at her chest, face and perfect legs. He looked away, as to stop himself from doing anything unwanted and just as he did this Helena made her move. She swung her leg over so she was on top of him and sat there slowly moveing waiting for Harry to say or do something.