A/N: After a very long hiatus, I have returned! It was a long process of fighting writers block and motivation, but I'm back into it, and back on a more decent track. I'm hoping I can have a schedule where I post a new chapter every month at the least, but we'll see. Anyways, onto chapter 8!

Chapter 8

Daphne's POV

Daphne headed into the locker room ahead of Harry, but instead of moving into the girl's shower area, she hid in the corner of the room, disillusioning herself and waited for Harry. She watched as one by one, all the starters and reserves left the locker room, leaving just Harry behind, who after the last person closed the door, he began to remove his uniform. Daphne watched expectantly as she took in Harry's muscular back. 'What a hunk' she thought. Harry then removed his trousers and turned on the water. Daphne lifted her disillusion charm and began to undress. When finished, Daphne silently walked towards where Harry was stepping into the shower. She wrapped her arms around his waist, and said, "Surprise!"

Harry whipped around and jumped away from her, slipping on the slick floor and landing on his back."Ah! What the fuck?!" Daphne watched as Harry sat up and looked at her. "Daphne, what are you…" Daphne didn't let him finish as she grabbed him and smashed her lips against his.

Lemon Begins

Daphne pressed Harry down against the floor, stroking his chest with her hand and held his face with the other. She moaned into his mouth and pressed her breasts up against him. Groaning with the effort, his hands desperately grabbed her ass, Daphne began to rub her hips against his hardening cock. Her soft breasts swaying lightly in a beautiful movement. Harry's lips closed around her sensitive nipples, teasing her, and making so much pleasure pass through her body. Daphne increased her pace, Harry's hips began to move with her, and all Daphne could do was keep moving

"Oh Harry, keep going!" moaned Daphne, her hands finding his hair as she pushed his face flush against her breasts. His heated mouth sending little shocks of pleasure to her core. "Keep Sucking!" She let out another moan, "Don't stop..." Another light suck and the blonde groaned. Her hips jutting forward embedding him further, making her gasp into his hair as her body shuddered with satisfaction. With a pained groan, Daphne stopped moving her hips and pulled his head away from her bruised nipples. The look on Harry's face as the water poured on him, his hair flat against his head, and the pure lust glimmering in his eyes. Daphne could feel his hard dick cradled between her slick folds, and she felt it throb. She could feel his heat coming off in waves, and the water flowing down her back made it much more intoxicating. "Did I say you could do that?" she breathed as her hips gently swayed, her pussy lips moving just over the head of his cock. Harry's eyes slammed shut, and a gasp escaped his parted lips. Daphne could feel his body thrumming beneath her, and she smiled. The blonde knew he was desperate for his release. Given a chance, he would've happily bent her over and pistoned his fantastic cock in and out of her, but Daphne had other plans. She wrapped her arms around him and moved her hips. He thrust instinctively as he tried to roll Daphne onto her back to take her as his body demanded. But Daphne persisted and kept grinding against his cock.

"Fuck" He moaned out, he kept kissing her breasts and teasing her, but Daphne couldn't take it anymore, and she moved down to in between his hips, and took his tip in her mouth and sucked softly.

"Mmm," she moaned up at him. The sight of his hardened member against her lips ... it so aroused Daphne, but she had a job to do. She kissed him on the tip and smirked against him. Eyes never leaving him, Daphne ran her tongue over his head, slathering it with her saliva and when she moaned against his head Harry let out a very long breath his hands came up to her wet hair, and he kneaded her, Daphne bobbed up and down on his hard cock. She eased back up, soft sucks until only his head was between her perfect lips. They parted, and her skilled tongue swirled around him. Flicking the sweet spot on the underside, dragging a growl of approval out of him. Daphne kept kissing all over his tip, slow and sensual as she savored the taste of him. She moaned softly and licked a circle around the slit. He panted gently and twinged against her lips. Daphne's right hand gently pumped his shaft, taking her sweet time but just forceful enough that the pleasure she knew she was causing was spreading through his entire manhood. Rubbing his shaft down to its base Harry's captivating green eyes transfixed her. Delight swam there, half-lidded or not, Daphne was fully aware and loving every second. She was in control now and she going to make sure he knew it. Never breaking eye contact, she removed her hand from him. Her teasing kisses and sucks continuing as her glorious breasts were moved up to between his thighs. She absently played with a nipple, her eyes closing for a moment as she slid a little more of him into her mouth. Another moan and she winked up at him.

"Daphne." he moaned a little louder and pulled back out, his precum wetting her lips as she kissed his abused tip sweetly.

"Yes, Harry?" He tried to glare at her, but it probably looked more like desperate lust to her, especially with the water moving down his face. Daphne smiled seductively and took his hardened member in her hand, she squeezed, and Harry nearly lurched forwards. Her delicate fingers ran up the aroused flesh, and he tried and failed to swallow the groans she was drawing from him. Smacking him against her pursed lips, Daphne drew close, and he pulsed in her hand. "Mmm, baby, you taste so good." After a few more playful slaps against her warm tongue she bobbed her head up and down. His eyes slammed shut, and he stiffened in her mouth, the back of his head hitting the tiles with a damn near audible thud. She tapped his leg, and he looked up at her, she pointed to her head. Her long hair was bouncing with her movements, and it had to be getting in the way. She saw him reach out and felt him pull her hair back into a loose ponytail, and Daphne moaned as he gripped it in a fist. The hand that was holding back her hair went to his balls as she gently massaged them. He groaned in delight when Daphne started to hum around him, the vibrations intensified her bobs. Daphne sensed his release was coming, and with a long, hard suck, Daphne pulled back, a teasing lick of his leaking head finishing the move. He cried out, and Daphne kissed his tip "Don't worry Harry," she said breathily as her lips danced down his shaft in perfect kisses. Her lips pulled at his balls, one at a time as she kissed them. Daphne ran her finger over his tip as kissing and sucking his shaft back up to the tip. Her lips enclosed his head briefly, and she sucked nice and slow. "I'm not nearly done yet."

'Wha- oh fuck.' Harry started and moaned. Daphne pushed his cock between her full breasts. She rubbed his hardened length against the soft, creamy breasts. She smirked at him as his mouth fell open in delighted shock. Pushing them together, Daphne rubbed her tits up against his shaft slowly but firmly. His tip disappeared between the swell of her cleavage and back down, so he was all but poking her chin. She massaged his throbbing muscle more, punctuating each upward thrust with a moan. Daphne removed him from between her breasts and held him in her hand. He all but screamed. "Daphne!" Daphne winked at him and kissed his tip gently.

'Mmm. You got to enjoy my lack of control babe. You honestly thought I'd let you off without a little revenge?' Daphne moved back up and kissed him. Daphne felt Harry moving his hands down Daphne's body, touching every inch of her that he could, as Daphne reached down for his still raging cock. Without pulling her lips away, Daphne moved her hips up, releasing Harry's penis from between their bodies. Grasping it with her hand, Daphne angled it towards her pussy and gently slid onto it. Just the head of Harry's penis was inside of her, but she already felt like she was in heaven. Daphne began slowly moving up and down Harry's length, dragging her entire body across his. Daphne felt her breasts slide across his muscled chest. Harry reached up and ran one of his hands up the side of her body until it reached the side of her breast. He gently massaged it eliciting another moan from Daphne. Pulling back from their kiss, Daphne and Harry both took the reprieve to get some air back into their lungs. Daphne adjusted herself by putting her knees on either side of Harry's hips and her hands on the platform beside Harry's head. Faster than before, she began riding Harry's penis. Her hips moved independently from the rest of her body, bouncing up and down quickly.

Harry began matching her movements with thrusts of his own from his hips. The sounds of flesh slapping against each other rang out in the silent room as Daphne leaned her head down to kiss Harry again. Harry's hands slid down to grasp Daphne's hips as they continued to fuck. "Ah, Harry," Daphne moaned, breaking their kiss. She then pushed her lips against his again, only for Harry to break the kiss. Harry wrapped his arms around her. Showing his hidden strength from years of Quidditch practice, Harry lifted Daphne into the air slightly, his hands holding her butt. Daphne heard herself giggle, as Harry thrust into her completely and their bodies were pressed tightly against each other. "Fuck, Daphne, you feel so damn good," Harry laid Daphne down on her back and positioned himself above her. Daphne pulled down on his head to kiss him as her legs, wrapped around Harry's waist, pulled him deeper into her. Harry obliged her and began to pick up the pace, thrusting faster and faster into her. Suddenly, Daphne's felt her back arch off the floor, and she thrust her chest out towards Harry. She felt her inner walls quiver and tighten around him, and she let out a long and satisfied moan of pleasure, her orgasm hit her, and she cried out "Harryyyyyyy! I love you!" Harry wasn't far behind, a few seconds later, she heard him grunt and felt him release himself inside of her, his thrusts continuing, but slowing down as his seed emptied into her. He nearly collapsed on top of Daphne, but he rolled away much to her relief. He rolled onto his back and let the water hit his face. Daphne stood up and turned the water off. Kneeling, she kissed him on the lips and said. "Now that's what I call a surprise Harry."

Lemon Ends

She saw him look up at her and she saw shock in his eyes.

"What did you say?"

Daphne then realized what she had said, and she began to hurriedly get dressed in her day clothes.

"N-nothing Harry, don't worry about it!" She nervously laughed. She finished getting dressed and ran out of the locker room, her eyes beginning to well up with tears. She ran until she made it to the Hufflepuff common room entrance, and she found Tracey outside. She grabbed her and pulled her towards an empty classroom.

"Daphne, wha-?" Daphne put her hand on Tracey's mouth and just said

"Ssh, Trace, not now, I need to tell you something important." Tracey nodded in understanding, and when Daphne moved her hand away, she sat down and just said

"Spill." Daphne sighed, and just put her head in her hands. "I did it Trace, I finally had sex with Harry." Tracey just stood there for a few minutes with a look of pure shock on her face, before she finally smirked and moved over to sit next to her.

"And, how was he?"

Daphne pushed her away, feeling her face turn red, "Trace!"

"What?" Tracey was just smirking at her, with a mischievous glint in her eye.

"It gets worse too…" Tracey just looked at her, concern very apparent.

"How does it get worse?"

Daphne sighed and stood up, moving towards the wall of the classroom, and placed her forehead against it. Daphne knew that she had to tell Tracey, 'So better sooner than later.' she thought.

"I told Harry that I loved him." Daphne heard the skid and smash of a chair being knocked over, and she was suddenly spun around, and she was given a face full of Tracey's shocked face, her eyes wide in surprise. Tracey just held Daphne's shoulders and just looked at her right in the eyes. Daphne waited as Tracey kept staring. After what seemed like forever, Tracey breathed deeply and then just said four words: "What did he say?"

Daphne sighed and shook her head, "Nothing, he didn't realize it until later, and I just brushed it off as if I didn't say anything." Tracey just shook her head and took Daphne's hands in hers.

"You need to go talk to him about this. You need to tell him how you feel, and that this isn't just that you are using him, because I'm pretty sure that's how he feels right now."

Daphne pulled her hands away and just nodded "You're right, I need to tell him that I actually care about him, and how long it's been. I can't live without letting him know that I truly do have feelings."

Tracey just gave her a nudge towards the door of the classroom. "Then go Daph, tell him how you feel."

Daphne nodded, and left, she was afraid that Harry wouldn't want to talk to her. Daphne made her way through the halls, the entire time her heart beating madly, and she was so caught up with her thoughts and how she was going to talk to Harry, that she didn't notice two pairs of eyes following her, one narrowed in anger, the other with concern. When Daphne reached the Great Hall, she saw that Neville Longbottom was standing outside of it. Daphne knew that he was in Gryffindor with Harry before the re-sorting so he would be the right person to talk to.

"Hey Longbottom" Longbottom turned and looked at Daphne with a questioning look in his eye.

"Can I help you, Greengrass?" Daphne rolled her eyes at the slight hostility in his voice.

"Can you tell me where I could find Harry? I need to talk to him about something important." Longbottom looked at her for a few seconds and then shrugged.

"He's probably down by the lake, he likes to spend a lot of time there just thinking and being by himself." Daphne gave him a small smile, gave her thanks, and moved off, heading out of the main gate and onto the grounds. It was a beautiful late afternoon, and it was still quite warm out. Daphne followed the path from the main hall down towards the Black Lake. She looked around of quite some time, before she saw a lone figure sitting underneath a willow tree on the bank of the lake. Walking closer, Daphne could tell that it was Harry from the mop of black hair on his head, and the same shirt he was wearing before try-outs. Daphne kept walking quietly up behind him, until she was right at his shoulders.

"Am I interrupting anything?" She asked. She had to hold back a laugh when Harry jumped up to his feet, but her small smile left her face when she was facing his wand, the tip glowing with a prepared spell. She watched as the panic in his eyes switched to relief, and the discomfort, as he lowered his wand and sighed.

"Merlin Greengrass, can't you just walk up like a normal person and not scare the next 5 years out of me?" Daphne flinched at the tone of his voice, as well as the very prominent use of her last name instead of her first name.

"Look, Harry, can we talk? I really want to talk to you about what happened earlier." Harry had his back facing her at this point, but when she turned, Daphne was scared to see a look of anger on his face.

"Oh, you want to tell me that you're sorry for using me and that you don't want it to be a one-time thing, and that you're going to keep using me until you get bored? Take advantage of my celebrity status?!" Daphne was shocked. She couldn't speak and just stared at Harry's enraged features. Harry gave a small laugh and turned away from her. "Of course, why didn't I expect any less of you?" He turned back to her, "I thought that maybe you were different, that you understood me, and that you wanted to get to know me because you liked me as a person, not because of who I was, or what I've done." He took a breath, "Yet here I am trying my hardest to understand as to why you did that. So, tell me. Why?" Daphne waited for a few seconds, just looking at him in the eyes. Turning away from him, she took a deep breath.

"The reason I did it, Harry, is that… I… I have fancied you for almost 3 years now. It started back in the Fourth Year. I watched how surprised and scared you were when your name came out of the Goblet of Fire. I didn't think for a second that you put your name in that goblet, and I just knew that you didn't want to participate, because who in their right mind would think a 14-year-old boy would want to put their life on the line for glory. I knew that you were rich, regardless of the clothing you wore outside of school, and you were famous enough, so what could you gain from this?" She took a deep breath, and continued, "I grew even more fascinated with you as the tournament went on, watching you perform deeds and coming out nearly unscathed every time was breathtaking. Then after the third task and you coming back with Diggory's body and talking about the return of the Dark Lord, it scared me. Not because I was afraid for my own life, but for yours. It didn't make me feel any better when I went home for the summer, my father told us that the Dark Lord had returned and that his supporters had already approached him for his support. He, of course, said that he desired to remain neutral like his father did during the first war." She shivered. "I never felt so scared in my life. The horror stories that I heard about from my family and friends of the dark times that it was back then. To make matters worse, the Malfoys and Notts were getting even more nitpicky with my father about a possible marriage between myself and one of their sons. I'd never seen Father so stressed before in my life." Daphne paused in her story when Harry lifted a hand. He smiled at her and pulled her into a hug.

"You don't need to continue Daphne. I'm glad that I had someone from the Snake Den watching my back and supporting me, even from the shadows." He pulled away slightly and looked into her eyes. Daphne could feel her knees getting weak at just the emotion that was in his emerald eyes, they were like fire. Daphne began to lean up into Harry's face, placing a hand on his cheek and was inches from his lips when there was a shout of:

"HARRY NO!" Daphne and Harry split apart, both startled out of the moment, and Daphne could feel her face burning in embarrassment. Turning towards where the shout came from, Daphne saw the annoying Weasley girl, followed closely by an apprehensive looking Granger running towards them. "Step away from Harry you Slytherin whore!" screamed Weasley, and she drew her wand. Daphne, feeling the impending conflict, drew her wand as well. Seeing the wand draw, Weasley sent a bright hex at her, and Daphne ducked, avoiding it, knowing that it was more than likely her Bat-Bogey Hex. Straightening, Daphne shot a stunner at her, hoping that it would just stun her, and end the issue. Obviously, during the war, Weasley got smart and learned to dodge spells, so she rolled out of the way, and shouted "Conjunctivis!" and a sickly yellow spell came shooting out of her wand right at her. Before Daphne could react, there were two shouts of

"Protego!" and "Stupefy!" Daphne watched as the curse was blocked and then Weasley drop to the ground stunned by a stunner from behind. Daphne saw Professor Evans running towards them, wand drawn, and then turned to see Harry lowering his wand, a grim look on his face. He then took Daphne's hand and began leading her towards where Weasley was laying on the ground, with Granger and Professor Evans right next to her. When they reached the two others, he immediately demanded Weasley was relieved of her wand before she was enervated. Professor Evans agreed, and with a wave of his wand, Weasley's wand shot into his hand, and another wave later, she was awake and standing up. She immediately turned to where Harry and Daphne stood, with Harry's hand still grasping hers.

"Back away from him you trollop!" She near-screamed, pointing the finger at Daphne. Instead of replying, Daphne decided to grasp Harry's arm with her other hand and pulled herself into his side.

"Enough Ginny." He said, "I'm done with your meddling and your pettiness. If you can't be happy for me in my own life, then I don't want you in it." That was the final straw for Granger who finally opened her mouth.

"Why do you forsake your friends, don't you love Ginny Harry?" Daphne looked at Harry, who had narrowed his eyes at his supposed "best friend" and replied somewhat icily.

"Ginny was my girlfriend for awhile true, but you don't know half of why I'm no longer with her." He shook his head and gestured towards Weasley. "She, of course, doesn't know I know about what happened over the summer." After that statement, Daphne looked at Weasley and saw the shock appear on her face, and her complexion get even paler. Harry continued, almost like he didn't notice, and said: "Now if you'll excuse me, I was about to ask this beautiful Ravenclaw to Hogsmeade with me." With that, he pulled Daphne away, and she watched as Professor Evans just laughed, and grabbed Weasley by the arm and began leading her away. Granger moved to follow, then stopped. Looking back, Daphne could see the concern in her eyes, and then she just turned and hurried after Professor Evans. Daphne waited until they were out of sight and then turned back towards Harry. She raised her eyebrow.

"Hogsmeade? Beautiful?" Daphne couldn't help but feel a small level of gratification as she watched Harry turn red.

"Yeah. Would you like to join me for a date in Hogsmeade?" Daphne could feel this fluttering in her chest, and she could feel the blush coming onto her cheeks. But she just fought down her growing excitement.

"I'd love to come with you to Hogsmeade Harry! How about we meet in our sitting area at around 10?" Harry nodded, and Daphne couldn't help but feel elated at the fact that she was finally going on a date with THE Harry Potter, the boy that she has been so interested in for so long. It seemed almost too good to be true that she almost pinched herself. "I'll see you then!" She kissed his cheek and walked away and tried not to hurry to show she was nervous. As soon as she was out of Harry's vision, she began to run and ran all the way to the Library, where she knew Tracey was going to be at this time. When she reached the library, she immediately grabbed Tracey and moved into a corner of the library.

"Woah, Woah Daph, what's going on? You look excited, you almost never look excited."

Daphne covered her mouth. "Shh, Trace, let me tell you. Harry asked me out!"

Tracey just stood there, her eyes wide, before she smiled and pulled Daphne into a tight hug."Oh my gosh! Daph that's awesome! You need to dress to impress now."

Daphne smiled at Tracey's enthusiasm. "I know, and I know what I'm going to do."

Time Skip

Daphne stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom clad in only a black lacy bra and panty set, that accentuated her curves, she thought. She then grabbed the black skirt she had worn on the train ride to Hogwarts, she pulled it up her legs and zipped the back. It now rested around mid-thigh, and it showed off her very nice legs, and her pert ass. 'If this doesn't get into Harry's head, then I don't know what will' she cackled to herself as she grabbed the blue lace blouse she had picked out, it would accent her pale skin well, and show off her electric blue eyes. She grabbed her knee socks and black shoes with a small heel and slipped them on. She left the bathroom and spotted Harry sitting with his back to her in the lounge. She noticed a jacket on the arm of his chair, so she slipped into her bedroom, and grabbed a white cardigan from her closet. She then moved over to her vanity, settled on some subtle make-up that would accent her features, and curled her hair, putting her wand into her waistband and putting on the cardigan, she left her bedroom. When she left her room, she saw Harry look at her, and he just froze, his eyes wide and his mouth slightly open. Daphne let him stare for a solid minute before she finally spoke up,

"Really? I know I look good, but you'd catch flies with your mouth open like that." Daphne teased. She laughed inwardly when Harry snapped his mouth shut after that. He had the humility to blush, and Daphne sashayed her way over to him and wrapped her arms around his waist. Pressing her breasts into his chest, she whispered into his ear "I like that you're very into it, but refrain from being too unresponsive, I want to enjoy our date." Harry pulled her closer and put his nose in her hair.

"Then we best be going, shouldn't we?" Daphne pulled away and took his hand, dragging him towards the exit. As they traveled the halls, multiple students began to smile and laugh at the predicament that the Boy-who-Conquered was in. All but two people, Granger, and Weasley. Granger watched as Daphne pulled Harry, and she finally decided to make eye contact with the muggle-born. She smirked at her, and Granger looked away, but Weasley kept staring with a murderous look on her face from where she was next to Dean Thomas, who looked happy himself to have Weasley on his arm. Daphne noticed Granger approaching them, and she turned towards her, stopping Harry, she narrowed her eyes. "Can we help you, Granger?"

Granger smiled and said, "Could I speak Harry for a few minutes?" Daphne fixed her with a stare, and watched her eyes, but saw nothing but sincerity.

She sighed and relented, "Fine, but he better come back, Granger." She nodded her gratitude and pulled Harry away from her.

"We'll be right back Greengrass."

A/N: Cliffhangers are great aren't they? Huge shout out to my Beta Goldzar for being an absolute god and being patient with me.

A small little note: I am not a professional writer, I do not see myself as a writer. I am doing this for fun and fun alone. If you think that there are plot holes and such, please shoot me a message or review and let me know, I usually try to get back to those with real feedback. Alright. I'll see you next time!

Cheers,

Rei