Chapter 21 Over the Edge

The following few weeks were pure bliss for Holly. George and she met mostly at night, so no one would find out about them and Holly grew more and more comfortable with this arrangement. After some days she started being able to focus in classes again and she picked up her good work and participation where she had left it.
Ron and Hermione didn't seem to notice she was keeping such important things from them and she even continuously made progress in her Occlumency lessons.

At night, she had no nightmares anymore and Holly actually began enjoying the steps of meditation and clearing her mind at night. It brought her a sense of peace and she felt all in all pleasantly balanced out.

The best thing about her days were the moments spent with George of course. Whenever it was her turn to stroll through the corridors at night on her prefect's duties he would wait somewhere for her to steal a kiss or two. Every now and then he even accompanied her at those tours around the castle, but they had to be extremely careful at those times, not to be spotted by one of the other prefects or any rule breakers that were out and about in the castle after curfew.

Other times they would slip out at night to meet in an abandoned classroom or, if the weather allowed it, outside by the Great Lake to spend some time with one another. Holly couldn't remember being as happy as she was now ever before. She relished every moment spent with George and opened up more and more when she was with him. Never, had she felt so talkative before, but with George discussing their opinions and sharing her most private thoughts felt as easy as breathing.

But other than the talking and simply enjoying his company, Holly was gleeful to discover the sexual tension and electricity between them would not decrease, not even after all those hours of touching and kissing. She had expected the intensity of this sentiment to lessen after a while, but luckily that was not the case.
Rather the opposite was happening actually, and it got harder and harder to stick to kissing and groping one another, since her body demanded for more.

George would be quite willing to give in to those feelings probably, but Holly really wasn't sure if she was ready for a next step. Especially since her and George were still meeting in secret and hadn't talked about the definition of their… "relationship".

About that Holly felt divided… On one hand she would love to show everybody how she felt about George and wanted to be able to kiss him openly just whenever she liked or cuddle up with him in the common room, taking his hand in front of her friend and all those things other people did. She wanted to scream out for everyone to hear, that she was falling for this wonderful, impossible boy.

But on the other hand, she knew it to be best if no one knew about them. Being so close to her could be unsafe for George, now that Voldemort had returned everyone important to her was in mortal danger. Holly knew, if Voldemort found out about her feelings for George, he would not hesitate to try using him against her and she couldn't let that happen.
Also, she sort of enjoyed meeting in secret and having George all to herself. It was exciting to sneak out at night, having to hide somewhere to make out, always at risk of being discovered… Or whenever he would pass her in school during the day and secretly touched her without anyone else noticing. Just thinking about it made her stomach totter with excitement.

One night, they met at the astronomy tower just after midnight. The chilly air of October made them snuggle together closer under one of the blankets while they watched the deep night's sky above them. Holly had just told him about her progress with Occlumency and how he had been the changing point in her development. He laughed at that.

"Glad I could be of use with that, Holly. But honestly, take some credit for yourself, it was you who managed to fight off Dumbledore in the first place. And not only this once, regularly since then, don't you?"

George's hand stroke over her hair while speaking. Damn, why did she always feel so fucking safe and sheltered in his arms? She sighed before answering.

"Yeah, but I only ever manage for a short time so far and then my brain is all worn up when he strikes again. I doubt Voldemort would give me some time to recover in between his attacks. There is still so much to learn… I don't know if I will ever be ready…"

Suddenly George sat up and pulled her along with him. He lay the tips of his fingers under her chin and lifted it up, so she would look at him.

"Holly, I've told you before and I will tell over and over again until you believe me: You are an amazing witch, not only stunningly beautiful but also incredibly smart and brave with a lion's heart. Don't you ever doubt yourself again, you can just achieve anything you want to. If there is any person out there, strong enough to be a match for good-old You-Know-Who, it clearly is you, Holly Elizabeth Potter.
Besides, do you think I would fall for someone as incompetent as you seem to think you are?"

Her heart melted at his words, it always did when he talked to her like that. He had tried to convince her of her being gorgeous and more or less perfect ever since they started spending time together, always finding the right words whenever she was feeling insecure or down. She couldn't be luckier to have him in her life.

"George Fabian Weasley, how is it you always make me feel so special? You really are exceptional, you now?"

He shrugged his shoulders, a mischievous grin curling his lips.

"Don't tell anyone it's a secret… But I'm the best Weasley brother."

She grunted and rolled her eyes disbelievingly, so he started tickling her, pinning her down to the floor with his body. Holly squeaked and wriggled underneath him, trying to free herself whilst laughing uncontrollably and hitting George against his chest to get him off her.

"Stop it! Right. Now. – I. Can't. Breathe!" Holly stammered in between bursts of laughter and gasped for breath. She didn't hear him chuckle, but she could feel the vibrations of it in his chest. His fingers had stopped their tickling movements and slipped around her wrists, holding her in place with his face only an inch away from hers.

"Now, we can't have that!"

His nose traced her jawline and he placed the tiniest kiss right on its edge. Slowly, he let his mouth wander down her neck, covering it with sloppy kisses, nibbling on her skin every now and then. Holly's head rolled back to give him better access to her bare skin and her eyes fluttered close as she leisurely dissolved under his treatment.

She yearned to touch him as well, but her hands were still pinned above her head by his, so all she could do was enjoy the moment and arch her back to press her body against his while opening her thighs slightly for him to take his place between them, instead of on top of them. He sucked at the delicate skin above her collarbone which made her head spin and her stomach flutter comfortably.

"George… please…"

Holly heard him sigh contently at her moaning his name just as she knew he would. He couldn't get enough of her saying his name like that and she wasn't planning on ever stopping to do so.

Finally, he let go of her hands to let his fingers travel over her body, starting down her arms, tracing lines on her bare skin… Shivers ran down her spine, her skin was so sensitive to his caress, his touch nearly tickled. His hands slid down the sides of her torso, until they came to a rest at the hem of her shirt, pausing, waiting for her permission while never stopping scattering her neck and shoulders with kisses.

Before George's hands could slip beneath the fabric, Holly wrapped her right leg around his hips and pushed her hands against his chest with all her might, so they rolled over and she was on top of him now.
George looked at her, surprise so clearly in his eyes as she straddled him, now pinning him down with her body. Sure, he could easily lift her up since she weighed next to nothing, but why would he? He enjoyed the sudden turn of events enormously and smiled up at her, expectantly for her to pursue whatever she had in mind.

Naturally it wasn't easy for him to keep his shit together with this beautiful witch on top of him, legs spread open wide next to the sides of his pelvis. She was only wearing thin pyjama bottoms and he longed for her to sit down onto him, so he might feel her heat through the fabric against his crotch.

She let her hands wander over his torso, drawing invisible patterns onto his shirt, caressing every inch of his upper body before leaning over him, pinning his hands to the floor this time. She kissed him softly, teased him, not letting him deepen the kiss before placing small kisses down his neck, the way he had done earlier. Her kisses grew sloppier and she began to suck on his skin lightly, letting the very tip of her tongue trail over his skin.

Holly heard his breath quicken and she enjoyed his body's response to her doings tremendously. She took her time, nibbling at his skin until he moaned softly. Smilingly, she left his neck and looked straight into his eyes for her next step.
All the while she had been on top she'd made sure to keep some space between their bodies, her bum sticking into the air instead of sitting down onto him. Now, she slowly let her hip drop onto his body until her womanly parts rested snugly on top of his already quite tented crotch.

George sucked in his breath and bit onto his lip at the same time as Holly closed her eyes, savouring this new sensation of his hardness rubbing against her sensitive centre. She had been dreaming of this feeling and involuntarily rolled her hips against his. A soft moan escaped her lips and she felt George jerking underneath her. Without her noticing it, George had freed his hands from her clasp and put them now onto her hips, grabbing her rougher than intended as she pushed herself harder against his member again with this rolling motion. Her clit nearly exploded at this new discovered sensation.

"Damn it, Holly, you're gonna kill me." George hissed in a low tone.

Holly's eyes opened and met George's hungry glance, his pupils had grown wide with lust, she couldn't even see any of the marvelous blue of his irises. A shiver ran down her body at this sight and she licked over her lips.

There was one other thing she had wanted to do for some time now, and she gently took George's hands into hers, lifted them up to her face to kiss his knuckles before leading them down to the hem of her shirt, silently pleading him to slide beneath it.
She saw, his eyes turning even darker and he swallowed audibly before letting his hands glide over the smooth skin of her flat stomach. They seemed to be trembling ever so slightly and Holly's eyes fluttered shut as they traced up her ribcage finally up to her…
George stopped.

Her eyes flew open, and she saw in his eyes he wasn't sure if he should do what she was permitting him. She sighed and raised her eyebrows.

"What are you waiting for, Georgie, you want this… I want this… please…", she moaned.

Holly let her hips drop once more and he moaned silently, at last cupping her boobs with his big hands. His touch was so gentle, Holly barely felt his fingertips moving over the delicate skin. Steadily, he got braver, applying a little more pressure, circling her tiny hard nipples and pinching them between thumb and forefinger.

Holly moaned, and her head rolled back, her chest heaving with pleasure.

All at once George sat up, closing the space between them and kissed her open mouthed while carrying on squeezing her perky breasts with one hand. His other moved back to her arse, groping her and pushing her closer against his body.

His erection became painfully hard and trapped in his much too tight pants while Holly continuously rubbed her soft, hot, yet unfortunately clad cunt against him.
Damn, this girl would be his death! How did she even know to move like this, she was a virgin for Merlin's sake!

Holly involuntarily picked up speed, rolling her hips faster and harder against this jaw-dropping hardness of George's cock. Her whole body was filled with the familiar heat and she knew, she was on the blink of orgasm, her clit throbbing, ready to explode.

George could hardly hold back any longer and considered stopping Holly's movements before it would be too late, when he noticed this never-seen expression on her face and suddenly knew what was going to happen. The eagerness to stop her turned into the very opposite. There was nothing that would stop him from giving her this release, to witness her bliss…

Instead, he moved together with her, his hips grinding against hers, while sucking and nibbling at the most sensitive spot on her neck, right below her earlobe.

"Come on, Holly, let it happen…" he whispered against her delicate skin.

She moaned a little at his husky voice.

"Let go, please… for me?"

All of a sudden her back arched in his arms and she started trembling as she leaned into him, kissing him roughly and moaning into his mouth. Her body shook with the force of her climax.

"George…" she sighed hoarsely.

Seeing her like this and hearing his name coming from her mouth whilst coming undone was all it took to take him over the edge with her. He gritted his teeth and let the waves of orgasm roll over his tensed body as well as he burst into his pants.

Afterwards, they lay down next to each other, both a smug smile on their faces. George spooned up against her back and kissed the top of her head as she snuggled into him, her round bum rubbing against his crotch playfully. He heard her giggle.

"You're going to kill me, Potter", he joked, before drifting off to sleep.

Merlin, was he falling hard for this girl.