Chapter 19 Hungry for More

The next morning, Holly woke up with a huge smile on her face.
The two had spent several hours together outside by the lake, cuddling, kissing and just being with one another and enjoying every single moment of their shared time. They hadn't talked much anymore, but everything important had been said anyway, and Holly had really relished the silence as well as the safety she felt in George's company. It was, as if all her worries were gone as long as he held her in his strong arms, they shrank and disappeared into nothingness the moment she felt his touch against her skin. With George, there were no sorrows, no distress, no trace of that everlasting sense of guilt she usually felt. With him, her restless mind was finally able to shut down. Holly had felt so carefree, so weightless in his arms, she had eventually been able to let all her guards down and simply be herself, an ordinary 15-year old girl, without all the walls that usually separated her from all people, even her friends.

When the dark night sky began to lighten from black to a deep shade of blue, they had decided to go back to the castle to get at least a couple of hours of sleep. They walked side by side over the damp grass of Hogwarts' grounds, their fingers still entwined with each other's, both a smile on their faces.
When they reached the top of the stairs and turned into the corridor of the Fat Lady, George suddenly stopped and whirled Holly around, so they faced each other. For some moments, they only looked into the other's eyes and then he bent down to kiss her a last time before returning to their beds. It was a soft kiss, all sweet and gentle without any of the rough passion their kisses had featured before.

After their mouths parted, Holly bit her lip. There was one more thing they needed to talk about and she didn't know where to start. But once again, George seemed to know what was going on in her head and somehow found the exact words, Holly felt herself unable to say.

"Holly… If you want this" George waved his hand between the two of them "to stay just between ourselves, I understand, completely. I don't want anyone to know right now either… It feels just right to me, to have you a little for my own at the moment, to keep this… a secret. For now?"

Holly looked at this handsome face of his, relieved that he felt just the same as her about this situation. She nodded once and smiled thankfully.

"Thanks, George. It's not that I… feel ashamed about it or anything, but I would rather keep this private right now. I'm glad you understand."

The left corner of his mouth twitched, and his lips curled into this lop-sided smile Holly loved. She pushed herself onto her tiptoes and placed a small kiss onto this smile, then turned around and hurried up to her dorm.

Now, after only a little over two hours of sleep, Holly lay in her four-poster bed and couldn't stop smiling. None of the other girls in her dorm were awake yet, since it was still really early, and they usually slept in on the week-ends, so she was all alone with her thoughts for now.

All the happenings of last night repeated themselves in her head and she found herself longing to see George as soon as possible again. She wanted to feel all those sensations once more, just be her true self with him, like she had been some hours ago.

She found herself wondering what he was doing at the moment, if he lay awake like her or if he was still asleep. Would he dream about her?
Holly still had troubles to get herself to believe last night had actually happened. After all those weeks of waiting, longing, trying to come to senses, to avoid him, she had finally kissed him. She still felt the touch of his lips against hers, the taste of his hot tongue, his sweet breath mingling with hers…

Holly thought how she had pushed herself against his body, touching his muscular torso, his hands on her bare skin beneath that green jumper. She had pressed against him as close as possible, leaving no space between their bodies but it hadn't felt close enough for a second. Damn, she had wanted him so badly. She still wanted him. All of him.
Her body tingled at those thoughts… The way he had lifted her, so effortlessly… And she had wrapped him between her legs, tightly, to eliminate every tiny bit of space between their bodies. Merlin, the way he had kissed her neck…
A shiver ran over her body at the memory of all those sensations.
And then she had felt him, hard against her thigh. Of course, she had been surprised, a little overwhelmed by the situation, but it only made her want him more, him to come even closer so she could feel all of him and have all of him just for herself.

Heat built up in her body as she lay there, recalling all the details of last night, and she felt a well-known feeling in her lower areas, this slow burning sensation and a longing to find release.
Without thinking about it, her hand slid down her flat belly, cool fingertips over smooth skin, diving between her thighs to the already throbbing knob. It nearly exploded right away at the first touch, which was no surprise to her. Holly had been aroused since their first kiss after all. Actually, even before that.
All the desire she had felt over those past days had swollen inside her, not be released until now. And then of course, the events of last night had been the height of her swelling lust, leaving her craving for satisfaction.

Her fingers moved gently over the hard bundle of nerves between her pink folds and she closed her eyes, letting this sensation fill up her body. Slowly, she increased the speed and then dipped one slender finger into her dripping wet opening. Her hips curled with the movement of her finger and she had to grit her teeth not to let any moan escape her mouth. Even if the other girls in the dorm were soundly asleep, she wouldn't want to risk waking them.

George's face came to her mind, a crooked smile on his lips and the heat inside her grew stronger. She imagined his touch on her body, her hands to be his, one grabbing a boob, rubbing the nipple until it was hard, the other down at her centre, fingers entering her again and again until she came…
Her head rolled back against her pillow as her back arched in lust. He would kiss her neck the way he had last night, starting at her jaw, always moving lower, over her throat and collarbone down to her breast. Holly imagined George licking around her nipple, encircling it with his tongue before taking it gently between his teeth and sucking on it.

Her whole body was on fire, any moment now she wouldn't be able to hold back any more. Tension had built up inside her and was ready to explode.
Holly rolled over onto her stomach, her nipples brushing against the soft fabric of her bed sheet, two fingers still moving in and out her tight, silky sleeve.
She remembered the way his dick had felt against her thigh and wondered what it would be like to feel him inside her. Shivers ran down her body at that thought. He had been so fucking hard, and so big… She had never had anything like it inside her, two fingers at most, since she was so incredibly tight…

Slowly, a third finger squeezed itself into her wetness, stretching her velvety walls until they fit snugly around her fingers. It hurt a little, but at the same time she had never felt so completely filled. Together, the fingers moved inside her, in and out, curling a little, to find the right spot.
Damn, what would she give for her fingers to be his, for him to pleasure her like that. What would she give to be able to pleasure him as well, to see his hard cock, touch him, taste him and then feel him pushing into her tightness, filling her ever so perfectly while moving in and out and in again, at last leaving no space between them…

Holly's body finally exploded at those fantasies and she bit into her pillow, not to cry out in pleasure while waves of delight rolled over her trembling body as she came.

As the tide of lust fell again, she lay there, worn out, yet satisfied, a content smile on her lips.

"George", she whispered softly, before drifting off to sleep again.

Holly woke at the sound of the shutting door, as one of the other girls left the dorm to go down to breakfast. She still lay on her stomach and rolled over, stretching all of her body before sitting up. Her bare feet touched the cool wooden floor and her toes curled at the feeling, but she stood up, wrapped herself into her dressing gown and grabbed the pair of jeans and jumper she had worn at night, as well as fresh panties, socks and her toilet bag. Then, she left the room where most of her dorm mates were still asleep and went to the girl's bathroom to take a shower.
Of course, she could have gone to the prefect's bathroom, but right now she didn't feel like walking all the way through the castle just to take a bath. Actually, she preferred a shower in the mornings, whereas in the evenings she would rather bathe.

The Gryffindor girl's bathroom was a big gold-beige tiled room with several shower cubicles. None of them were taken at the moment, so Holly chose one on the far end, hung her clothes at the provided hooks on the inside of the door and shut it. She stripped off her dressing gown and her pyjama and then turned on the shower.

The hot water streamed down her slim figure, relieving her tensed muscles. Holly loved the way water always made her feel so relaxed. She scrubbed her body with one of Mrs. Weasleys handmade soaps and washed her hair with her favourite orange scented shampoo. She even used some conditioner on it, which she rarely did. Usually, she couldn't be bothered with things like that, but today she felt like it.

Afterwards, Holly rubbed herself dry with one of those soft Gryffindor towels and slipped into her clothes. Then, she left the shower cubicle and went to the sinks to brush her teeth. She also used a drying charm for her hair until it was only a little damp.

Holly looked at herself in the mirror. She would have expected to look differently, after the events of last night, but apart from her slightly swollen lips and sparkling eyes, she looked just the same. She had been afraid, George might have left marks on her neck, but there were only light pink shadows if one looked closely. And if one knew where to look.

She sighed, grabbed her stuff and brought everything up into her room.
Hermione was awake now and already dressed. While putting on her shoes, she looked up and greeted Holly.

"Good morning, you were already taking a shower?"

Holly nodded and put her things into her drawers.

"Yeah, kind of felt like it, don't know." She shrugged her shoulders.
"Are you hungry? I'd like to go down to breakfast straight away."

"Sure. Shall we look if Ron's awake yet? He is surely hungry as well."

The girls took their wands and left the room. Then, they went up the second stairwell to the boy's dorms. Stopping in front of Ron's dorm, they knocked and opened the door. Three beds were already abandoned, but Ron's, of course, was not. The red curtains of his bed were shut closed and Holly could hear him snore softly. She shared a glance with Hermione and nearly broke out into laughter.

Without losing a word, the two went over to Ron's bed. They had done this hundreds of times over the years.

"One" Hermione said, and they took their positions on either side of his bed.

"Two" Holly continued, and they grabbed the curtains.

"Three."

They pushed open the curtains on both sides simultaneously and jumped into Ron's bed.

The mattress bounced underneath them, and Ron jumped up at once, startled at the sudden disturbance of his beauty sleep. In the blink of a second, he knew of course, what was going on and pushed both giggling girls off his bed.

"Damn, not even one night of sleep I'm grated… You two really are the worst friends."

He rubbed his eyes and even though he spoke in an earnest tone, he had to smile.

Holly got up to her feet and sat down next to her best mate.

"Come on, Ron, we're the best and you know it! Without us, you would never make it to any of the meals and we all know how desperately you need your food."

She winked at him and ruffled his hair. It felt incredibly similar to George's…

Ron chuckled and nodded: "You're right, I guess. Food equals energy, you know? But now out with both of you, I need to get dressed."

Holly and Hermione waited until he stood up from his bed (otherwise he would surely go back to sleep the moment they were out the door) and then stepped outside onto the staircase. Hermione went back to their dorm to get a book she had wanted to return to the library and Holly waited in the common room next to a window for both of them to join her. The common room was completely deserted apart from her, since all Gryffindors were either still in bed, in the bathrooms or already down in the Great Hall.
Her stomach was growling, she really needed something to eat. Also, maybe George would be downstairs as well… Would it be weird, seeing him after last night? They had decided to keep their…whatever it was…a secret, but maybe they wouldn't be able to hide it? Merlin, what if Ron noticed something?

Holly hadn't thought about her best friend at all until now. Surely, he wouldn't be too happy about his best friend and brother being… a thing? Not that he could forbid either of them to have those feelings (or act on them) but still... She didn't want him to be disappointed or angry or whatever. He really mustn't know.
Holly bit her lip while staring out the window. She could see the willow at the Great Lake and remembered being pushed against its bark by George last night, him between her thighs… she sighed and closed her eyes. Her stomach growled again. loudly.

Suddenly, something brushed against her back and someone's hot breath tingled her ear.

"Hungry?", George's husky voice gave her goose bumps and a tiny shiver ran down her spine.

She slowly turned around and grinned cheekily at him.

"More than you can imagine."

George must have come from the showers, his hair was still dark from the water and from time to time wet drops dripped down to his shoulders.
He was so close, she could nearly feel him against her body, but she didn't move to touch him, even though her fingers, her whole body tingled with longing once again. The risk of being discovered was simply too high.

He looked down at her, lop-sided grin and everything, then raised a hand to tuck her soft hair behind her ear, before turning around and walking up the stairs to his dorm.

Holly had only a second to calm down before Ron came running down the same stairs and grabbing her around her shoulders.

"Let's get some breakfast before nothing's left!"

Hello again!
Sorry it's been so long since my last upload, but my job was really stressful before Christmas, and now over the holidays I spent time with my family, so I had no time to write at all...
BUT here is the next chapter! I will post a couple of new chapters during the next week or so, I promise! ;)
Hope you enjoy my story so far! Stay tuned,
-A