"Harry's Escapades…"
Pairings:Harry x OC
Warnings:explicit language and scenes.
Disclaimer:I do not own Harry Potter and its characters
Author's note: There are some made-up spells and places and characters - that I'm sure, I own. Pardon some grammar errors and my attempts at Brit slang…
Chapter 9: You Owe Me
Weeks passed and Jenny made sure she kept her promise to Harry. It had been infuriating for him every time Jenny put her distance away. She didn't stay late at night in the common room and have a conversation with him at the fireplace. She would sleep early if she saw him hanging out there. If Harry attempted to talk to her, she would answer him with a word or two using the same tone of voice when they were at Dumbledore's office. And if the four of them were hanging out together, she would just speak enthusiastically with Ron and Hermione.
"Jenny are you a veela?" Ron asked suddenly during one of their study sessions at the library.
"What? What made you think I'm a veela? Harry asked me that before." Jenny replied and smiled. Harry's heart jumped when he heard Jenny mentioned his name. Now that was an improvement. However, when Jenny met Harry's eyes, her smile faded when she realized what she just said.
"Nothing in particular, just forget it." Ron thinly smiled when he sensed the tension between Harry and Jenny. Ron and Hermione were the receivers of rants, whimpers, complains, and tantrums from Harry every night whenever they were the ones left in the common room. Both of them listened patiently to Harry's frustration and tried to sympathize with him every time.
Just then, Harry saw the long blonde-haired Gilstricc bloke approached their table. He secretly frowned at him when he placed a hand on Jenny's shoulder.
"Hey!" Jenny greeted him and the guy smiled. Harry drew a sharp breath and tried to focus his attention on his book.
"Umm...guys, this is Dylan Kensingtton."
"Dylan this is Hermione, Ron and Harry." Dylan shook hands with Ron and Hermione. Harry gave Dylan's hand a firm shake when it was his turn.
"Harry Potter...so he's the one that you're guarding?" Dylan said. Harry gave him a blank expression, trying hard not to entertain the idea of hexing his blonde hair. Plus, his American accent sounded annoying to his ears
"Yes." Jenny replied. Harry secretly gripped his wand when he saw Dylan leaned over to Jenny and whispered something on her ear. Jenny's face blushed at whatever Dylan said and stood up.
"I have to get going guys, see you later." Jenny's pink face gave them a shy smile.
"Pleasure meeting you." Dylan smiled and threw a last glance towards Harry when both of them walked out of the library. Harry's eyes gave Dylan's back a murderous stare as their figures disappeared from the building.
"Git." Harry hissed at himself.
"Hermione, why are you smiling?" There was an appalled expression on Ron's face when he saw Hermione smiling broadly the moment Dylan and Jenny were gone.
"And what is wrong with smiling?" Hermione asked boldly.
"Well, t-that's..." Ron kind of whimpered his reply.
"I'm going back at the tower." Harry suddenly said and walked out.
"He's always walking out..." Ron said softly.
Harry's mood did not improve while he was on his way back to the Gryffindor tower. He remembered the way Jenny blushed the moment Dylan whispered something on her ear and both of them departed so quickly. Harry can't help to think that they might be shagging right now somewhere.
"Fucking hell!" Harry whispered angrily and kicked the stone wall just beside the Fat Lady painting.
"Watch it boy! You almost kicked me!" The Fat Lady shrieked and opened the hole after Harry said the password without apologizing.
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The next few days were even worse for Harry. Every time he would see Jenny somewhere in the hall, he would see her with Dylan. Harry would often wear a scowl on his face because they would be extra intimate despite his presence. One time, when he was about to go to Herbology and was running late, he saw Jenny and Dylan standing really close outside Professor McGonagall's office. It looked like they were having an intimate conversation when he passed by.
"Hi Harry." Harry heard Jenny and he turned around surprised with her greeting.
"Hey Jenny." Harry said and smiled thinly at her.
"Hello Potter." Dylan nodded at him. Harry did not greet back and kept a blank expression towards him. His eyes caught Dylan's hand hiked up to Jenny's waist.
"Have to go." Harry said quickly and did not want to see the rest of Dylan's hand moving around Jenny's body. Although, he had the urge to look back and saw Jenny staring at him. She was still staring at Harry when he saw Jenny's hands wrapped around Dylan's neck until her fingers got lost on his blonde locks, closed her eyes then tiptoed. With this, Harry immediately turned his back, his fists clenched. He finally confirmed and acknowledged that he is jealous and that his attraction to her was intense. He drew sharp breaths as he headed to the greenhouse and did not talk to anyone in class.
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A few days later, one morning during breakfast, Harry's mood did not improve when he was sitting in front of Jenny. The witch was eating her food and no matter how hard Harry stared at her, Jenny wouldn't dare look back. His sour mood was because of their scene earlier in the common room.
Harry opened his eyes when he heard the portrait hole opened and he saw Jenny entering the common room. He rubbed his eyes as he sat up realizing that he fell asleep in the common room in front of the fireplace.
"What time is it?" Harry asked Jenny as he yawned.
"3:00. Why are you still up?" Jenny looked at him while she stopped in front of the staircase leading to the girls' dormitory.
"Nothing...where have you been?" Harry asked flatly. Jenny stared at him and did not reply.
"I-I mean, I have to know right? You're my protector." Harry added and he heard Jenny sighed.
"I'm with Dylan." Jenny answered. Harry clamped his mouth and was clenching his jaw out of annoyance. Before he could say a word, Jenny started heading upstairs.
"Good morning, Harry." Jenny said softly and closed the door to her room. Harry heaved a frustrated sigh and slumped back on the cushions. Sleep did not come to him not even when sunrise arrived.
Harry was beyond frustrated because of the situation with Jenny putting her distance from him. He slammed his fork and spoon which clattered at his plate and students near him stared at his behaviour, including Jenny.
"Good, now you're staring." Harry said, looking directly at Jenny.
"What the hell is your problem Potter?" Jenny asked him and tried to soften her voice because students began to eavesdrop on them.
"How long are you going to put this up Jenny? It is irritating and problematic." Harry blurted out and controlled his breathing.
"What in bleeding hell are you talking about? I don't know what's up with you Harry but you're acting such a child." Jenny retorted, not hiding her own annoyance. Her voice attracted more students from the other table. Harry popped a nerve when she said he is 'acting such a child'.
"A child? I'm just reminding you that you have duties to fulfil and you're not doing it the way Dumbledore wanted it. You are not guarding me close enough!" His voice rose. All the questions, emotions and frustrations were swelling up inside Harry for the past weeks ever since Jenny started avoiding him.
"Oh no." Hermione muttered and buried her face on her palms, waiting for the worse to come. Ron lost his appetite to eat the moment Harry and Jenny started spatting at each other.
"Oh, sod off! For your information Harry, I could perform my guarding duties even I'm far from you and besides, I got the impression that you didn't want the idea of a protector!" Jenny said and her annoyance was clear.
Harry can't exactly remember if Dumbledore requested the Protector subject as a secret but if the Headmaster did, both of them were already putting the secret out in the open for the whole student body to hear.
Harry suddenly remembered that strange unreadable expression on her eyes after their little argument at the portrait hole. He realized that it was rude of him the way when he demanded answers from her. But instead of apologizing, Harry's annoyance got the best of him and his mouth began to vomit words.
"If that's the case then I guess Dumbledore should send you back to Gilstricc Academy and guard me from afar while you make out with that long blonde-haired gi-"
Jenny immediately stood up from her seat shutting Harry, his mouth hung open. With an obvious expression of anger and to Harry's horror and surprise, Jenny walked on top of the Gryffindor table and headed for Harry's direction.
Students gasped at the scandalizing scene while Hermione and Ron started panicking. As Headgirl, Hermione should do something to stop this mayhem, but she herself was too stun to move and anticipated what was about to transpire. Fortunately and surprisingly for them, the faculty haven't noticed the commotion even though all students in the Great Hall were already paying attention. However, Hermione knew she still has to do something.
"Go on with your routine!" She said to her fellow Gryffindor. "This is none of your business. Off you go the lot of you." Hermione shooed the other students as well.
Harry thought that Jenny would hex him the moment she stood above the table, but she walked on top of it, came in front of Harry and squeezed herself to sit between him and Ron.
Ron moved as far away from Jenny as possible, afraid that she would do one of the unforgivables if Harry continues messing up with her. Jenny sat on the bench and faced Harry's side. He was still staring at her dumbfounded, not too sure what she was up to.
Jenny scooted close to Harry until her body was pressing to him. Harry looked at her, felt slightly alarmed not knowing what she will do to him. Harry swallowed when he felt the softness of Jenny's breasts on his arm. Their position looked like they were doing something naughty under the table.
"W-what are you doing?!" Harry hissed at her. His face was turning crimson because of this scene. Jenny was trying to embarrass him and she was going to succeed.
Their faces were an inch close to each other when Jenny whispered. "I'm guarding you close and I'm hope this is close enough." Jenny mocked his accent and pressed her body to his. Harry caught his breath when she pressed herself closer. He cannot bear the feeling of not doing anything to Jenny's body pressing harder against him.
Hermione's panic face turned into a smile while she shook her head and Ron was curiously frowning at the two of them.
"Can you pass the butterbeer please?" Jenny hooked her arm around Harry's neck trying to reach the butterbeer on Harry's other side. Some of the students who found the Chosen One's situation interesting, were looking at them weirdly because one minute they were fighting then they were cuddling each other.
"You are really torturing me aren't you?" Harry muttered and gave the butterbeer to Jenny's hand which wrapped on his neck.
"Really? I thought this is what you want? No one's going to hurt you when I'm this close Harry." Jenny said and Harry bit his lip when he felt Jenny's breasts rubbed on his shoulder. Her robe cannot conceal their softness and Harry's fingers ached to touch it. Jenny drank the butterbeer with her hand still hooked on his neck. She had the audacity to press her face to Harry's cheek so that she could reach and drink the butterbeer. Harry can't decide whether he will be annoyed by her behaviour because she was making both of them looked like an overzealous sexing couple in view of the whole Gryffindor table, by exaggerating her 'guard Harry close' duty; or that he would be happy and enjoy the feeling of Jenny's body pressing against him. He could smell that familiar chocolate scent on her hair.
"Harry can you pass that bowl?" Harry narrowed his eyes at her and decided not to play along.
"You can reach it." Harry said. Jenny rolled her eyes at him and to his surprise, Jenny sat on his lap with her other arm hooked on his neck before she grabbed the bowl. Harry was speechless because of her move and felt his face getting warmer. Jenny removed herself from his lap with a satisfied smirk on her face and finished her cereal. She finally removed her hand from his neck and stood up facing him.
"Now Harry, don't you dare accuse me of not doing my duties. Don't you dare tell me how I should do it. I could guard you from afar and I have my ways." Jenny said flat out, her expression turning blank once again.
"I'm glad I won't be throwing myself at you again for I do not have Magical Creatures class...and don't expect me to do it often." Jenny grabbed her bag then strode off the Great Hall.
Harry was left speechless until she left. He ended up messing his hair and softly sighed. He felt a tap on his back and saw that it was Ron.
"Come on get your arse up mate, we will be late for Hagrid." Ron put a comforting arm around him and pulled a still speechless Harry.
"You really made her angry Harry." Hermione whispered softly to him as they headed for Hagrid's class. Harry remained quiet and let out another sigh.
"I would have to agree with you Hermione, I really thought she was going to use one of the unforgivables." Ron offered a consoling smile towards Harry and tapped his back.
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Harry wasn't talking to anyone even with his mates, still frustrated from the events which occurred at breakfast. Nobody dared to talk to him afraid that Harry would hex their heads off. Harry just kept quiet as he, Hermione and Ron walked to their next class for Professor Binns.
"Potter!" Harry turned around to see who called him and frowned when he saw that Gilstricc bloke with an annoying American accent and an eye sore of a swagger when he walks. Hermione and Ron sensed a tension rising between the two males.
"What?" Harry wasn't the least bit please to see Dylan.
"Have you seen Jenny?" Dylan asked and combed his blonde hair with his fingers. Harry glared at the gesture. His right hand was secured on his pocket already grasping his wand.
"I don't know and I don't care. Even if I know I wouldn't tell you." Harry snapped at the bloke not even trying to be civil with him. Dylan raised his eyebrow at Harry.
"Sour mood eh? I was just asking you a question. No wonder Jenny's saying that you've been a pain in the ass latel-"
"Tratio Flamen!" Harry shouted and Dylan's body plopped hard to the ground and frantically tried to get out of an invisible rope which paralyzed his whole body. Dylan was also opening his mouth but no words came out. After Harry hexed Dylan, he took one last glare at him then casually walked away heading to the next class, leaving Hermione and Ron who were speechless at Harry's sudden hex.
"Dylan! What the fucking hell was that for?" The black spike-haired Gilstricc together with the other blond rushed to a struggling Dylan on the floor.
"Jed we have to bring him to the hospital wing." The other blonde said to the black haired dude.
"Chris, hold him on the feet. Stop moving Dylan!" Both of blokes carried a wriggling Dylan and turned to Ron and Hermione.
"Where is the hospital wing?" Chris asked.
"Turn left at that corner." Hermione meekly replied, feeling sorry and embarrassed on Harry's behalf.
"Tell Potter he is lucky Jenny's guarding him." Jed said curtly to them and carried Dylan's body. Other Gilstricc students crowded into them as the Gilstricc Headmistress assisted Jed and Chris to the hospital wing.
"What was Harry thinking?!" Hermione exclaimed in frustration as both of them headed to their History of Magic class.
"So much for establishing friendly relations with international wizards… Jenny won't be pleased with this bit…" Ron shook his head.
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"I want a word with you this instance, Harry Potter!"
Jenny's voice roared inside Harry's quarters as she slammed the door open, clad only in her black bathrobe.
"I want to talk to you NOW." Jenny found Harry standing beside his bed post, wearing only his boxers preparing for sleep. He was too stunned to move the moment she barged in their room.
"...in private." Jenny said curtly giving Dean, Neville and Seamus a quick glance. The three boys hurriedly walked out of the dormitory remembering that Jenny can do a wandless hex and they were having none of it.
Harry sighed and put one of his hands on his waist before asking. "What do you want to talk about?"
He did not miss Jenny's explorative eyes on his shirtless torso. He knew that he would be receiving Jenny's wrath right now but he can't help not to feel smug when she looked like she was enjoying the sight of his bare chest. His pink nipples hard because of the cold weather, his firm tone arms, broad shoulders and stomach which peeks of six pack muscles – all toned by Quidditch. Jenny let out a cautionary exhale while her eyes lingered on his body.
"I thought you want to talk...though I don't mind that appreciative stare…" Harry raised his eyebrow with a smug smirk on his face.
Where did this bloody cockiness come from? Arrogant git…Jenny's black eyes went out of trance and shifted to narrowed slits when she looked up and locked her eyes into Harry's green orbs.
"Yes, I certainly want talk to you." Jenny said flatly. Harry stared back at her. It was a pain to see her in front of him wearing that flimsy bathrobe and her curly hair hung loose. She was standing close to him but he can't even touch her. With that sight of her, all Harry wanted to do is to topple her into his bed and shagged her brains out. Yes, his hormones are about to overpower him.
Jenny sighed frustratingly when Harry just stared at her, waiting for her to speak.
"Why the fuck did you hex Dylan?!" She cried and Harry frowned at her and rolled his eyes. He had expected this but hearing that blonde git's name made him so annoyed.
"I'm the least bit sorry that I did that your boyfriend!" Harry snapped back and walked passed by her and stood in front of his bed. Jenny was also quick to walk in front of him blocking his way just in case he wanted to run away.
"Boyfriend? He is my friend!" Jenny said through gritted teeth and she was starting to lose her patience.
"Friend? Ha! Snogging friend that is!" Harry shouted and he still can't believe that every time they see each other it always resulted to a heated argument. It was draining his energy but it was also one of his ways to get her attention. Harry crossed his arms on his chest and heaved out deep breaths controlling his temper their noises must have definitely reached downstairs.
Jenny's anger turned into confusion when he heard Harry's statement. Her eyebrows furrowed at him contemplating. "Hey... we do snog..." Jenny said more to herself. Harry became furious with this admission.
"Yeah right, please spare me the details will you?" Harry glared at her.
"What the fuck?!" Jenny screamed in frustration when he snapped at her once again. "Those are not proper kiss, snog whatever the fuck you people call it!" She continued screeching. "I-it's just on the forehead, on the cheeks, i-it's all platonic…It's not what you think! He's my best mate!" Jenny exclaimed and ran her fingers through her hair.
"Platonic?" Harry shortly glared at her but he was pondering on what she said. "Doesn't look like it for him…" Yes, Harry saw Dylan kissed Jenny on the cheek, on the forehead and when he thought that Jenny really kissed Dylan before his Herbology class, her face was hidden because of Dylan's height. Maybe Jenny did kiss him on the forehead or on the cheeks the moment she tiptoed herself... But it doesn't matter now does it? Both of them were already screaming at each other.
"Those three Gilstricc boys are my friends. I kiss all of them. God! Why am I even explaining to you?" Jenny sighed, getting more frustrated than ever.
"What's with the extra sweetness with Dylan then? I'm not convinced its innocent for him." Harry prodded the question to her further.
"Because he is my bestest mate! Like you and Hermione! I can't believe yo-" Jenny suddenly stopped in the middle of her ranting and stared at him. A smile slowly crept to face. The anger was quickly replaced with a coy but flirty smile. Harry frowned suspiciously with this sudden change and her smile changed into a teasing smirk.
"Aww Potter..." She slowly walked her way closer to him. "Are you...jealous?"
"Now where did that come from?" Harry tried to deny it.
"Tsk...tsk...Harry..." Jenny walked nearer and nearer to him.
"I'm still not sorry about hexing your boyfriend, your best friend, whatever you call hi- aargh!"
Harry felt the soft mattress of his bed and realized that Jenny pushed him hard on it. To add to Harry's surprise, Jenny was already on top of him.
"Tell me you're jealous, Harry." Jenny leaned her face so close to Harry's, her breath formed mists on his glasses. "I'll forgive you."
"Why are you doing this?" Harry managed to ask. His voice was unexpectedly calm, although, it felt unbearable for him because Jenny's stomach was pressing directly at Harry's crotch.
"Did you hex him because you were jealous?" Jenny questioned him further. Her body increased more pressure to Harry's sensitive spot.
Harry bit his lip when felt it because he could feel every inch of her body right now. Anyone who walks in on them would really think that they were shagging at the moment. He tried not to let out a moan when her body shifted slightly against.
He also noticed that Jenny's bathrobe was open, the fabric slid down to her shoulders showing of a black lacy bra. She was on top of him with her legs on either side of his waist while Harry is beneath Jenny half-naked. Anyone would think that they were shagging.
"Answer me."
"Yes." His reply came in a strangled voice, not to bear the feeling of Jenny's body anymore.
Jenny's eyes squinted suspiciously at Harry but her face contorted in a slight surprise making her gasped when she felt Harry having a little poke on the stomach.
"Y-yes what?" Jenny whispered, slowly getting out of breath. Harry's throbbing erection was pulsating furiously on her abdomen and she tried hard on her wits to ignore it.
"Yes, I'm jealous." Harry stared at her black eye.
"Why were you jealous? I can't find a reason why you should be, he is my friend."
"Ha! Friend? It was so nice of you to straddle him in view of the Great Hall! You're such a friend." Harry said sarcastically.
"So this has started from the beginning? Well, I'm closest to him. As I told you, he is my best mate." Jenny sighed.
"Well I don't like sharing my protector." Harry was staring intently at her eyes. Jenny chuckled at what he said and this made Harry frown.
"Aha! When did this spirit come from? That monster just needed to be unleashed sometimes." Jenny smiled and her eyes already softened at him. Harry squirmed when Jenny adjusted herself on top of his body.
"But don't do that again, Dylan's in the hospital wing right now and the Yule Ball is only weeks away." Harry immediately scowled at the news.
"What? He is your date?!" Harry cried in disbelief and Jenny smacked his shoulder hard which made Harry flinched.
"No, Harry. Dylan happens to be a bad-ass guitarist and we would be damned if the band is not complete for the Yule Ball gig." Jenny explained and Harry just let out a small 'oh' remembering that Jenny was in a rock band.
"So, The Weird Sisters is not going to play on the ball... but I'm still not sorry for hexing Dylan, he really did hit a nerve on me on the wrong time."
"He'll be fine." Jenny sighed and Harry reached to touch Jenny's cheek. She was still situated on top of him and Jenny could still feel his erection.
"You have a hard-on." Jenny said a matter-of-factly. Harry instantly blushed at her shameless announcement and continued to stroke her cheek.
"I know." Harry softly said. His eyes conveyed an obvious desire for her. Jenny stared at him and her fingers went up to his scar and slowly caressed it. Her other hand was sliding up and down to Harry's bare chest then she slowly moved her hips, grinding it with Harry's crotch.
Harry let out a soft groan not taking his eyes off her. His hand went to her bathrobe and slid it down to her waist then traced the straps of her black lacy bra with his fingers. Harry was giving his last bits of self-control. He was perfectly aware of his throbbing erection and Jenny was willing to go further when he grounded her hips on his. It was a miracle how he had not made an aggressive move to shag her already.
Harry's other hand went to grasp Jenny's hair and pulled her head down to his, he lifted his head to meet her mouth, not about to waste any second.
"Now don't you deny it that you're not planning to shag each other." Ron was in front of the door, hand on his waist and stared at Harry and Jenny with his eyebrow raise.
Harry closed his eyes as Jenny sighed. Their second attempt at snogging was again interrupted. Jenny sat up and this made Harry moaned because of her weight increasing the pressure on his boxers. Ron looked at Harry in horror when he heard him moaned in a less subtle way.
"Who said we're going to deny it if we did Weasley?" Jenny turned to look at him as she pulled up her bathrobe and tied it back to her front.
"You didn't even bother closing the bloody curtains." Ron said and raised his eyebrow even more when he heard Harry moaned again the moment Jenny went off on top of him. Ron saw the reason why Harry was making all those weird noises. He saw his mate immediately grab his pillow and covered his crotch.
"I know who you want to shag Ron." Jenny said seriously and Ron turned to looked at her with a surprised expression
"How would you know?" Harry and Ron asked unison.
"I'm a Legilimen." Jenny said. Both blokes stared at her with mouths gaping open. Ron looked at her nervously and was red all over his face.
Jenny broke into a smile and started chuckling when she saw that Harry and Ron believed her.
"Kidding Ron! Legilimency is so advance for me. You should have seen your faces!" Jenny laughed and Ron glowered at her. Harry rolled his eyes, a small smile on her face but was still struggling to cover his erection.
"But I think I know who it is." Jenny said.
" . Jenny, funny." Ron rolled his eyes then crossed his arms.
"Yeah right Ron, see you tomorrow. Bye Harry." Jenny started to walk for the door but she turned around facing Ron.
"Ron, do you think Hermione would be thrilled if she knew that you want to shag her?" Jenny asked with a playful smile on her lips. Ron's mouth gaped open and he was madly blushing, the red tinge crept not only to his face but also to his ears and neck.
"You want to shag Hermione?" Harry asked Ron, not even surprise with this bit.
"I-I..." Ron managed to say and Harry began to laugh at him.
"Harry, be sure to keep THAT down" Jenny tilted her head to his crotch. "…it will be really hard to sleep tonight. Bye guys." She gave a wave before she was completely out of their quarters. It was Harry's turn to blush and groaned when the pillow rubbed against his erection.
"Was she really a legilimen? She got me on that one." Ron plopped down to his own bed.
"So you really want to shag Hermione? I know you two have something which both of you have not yet acknowledged, but I guess I was a bit surprise." Harry sat up, still holding the pillow securely on his crotch.
"Jenny's right, mate. You better relieved yourself." Ron motioned his eyes at Harry's erection.
"I know."
"So, everything alright?" Ron asked and Harry grinned at him.
"This time, I admit I really meant shagging her earlier."
"Sorry for barging in and ruining the moment, mate." Ron shrugged.
"Doesn't matter. But next time, I'll make sure that the curtains are close." Harry said and Ron shook his head as Harry headed to the bathroom to relieve himself.
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chapter title derived from Rampqueen song "Swallow Drive" \m/
