Chapter 4: Bella is one sexy lady

Awkwardly staring at each other, the world seemed irrelevant to both Bella and Harry, they couldn't help but be in awe of one another. Bella in awe of Harry because of what he had just done, and Harry in awe of Bella for not refusing his intimate engagement with her.

"Harry, I…" she couldn't even find words to express the love sick feeling that Harry had brought about inside her. To Bella it felt like she was returning to her teenage years when she'd had a crush on Remus, back in her fifth year, shortly before her forced marriage to Rodolphus. However this was different, Harry was a sixteen year old boy going on seventeen, she was considerably older at thirty-five, just over twice his age yet had the body of a woman in her late twenties. Though the years had been kind to her and her thirty-one year old sister, they were still much older by a large margin so why on earth did Harry have a crush on her? More importantly why did she feel love sick for Harry? She just couldn't figure it out.

Narcissa then asked Harry, curious about what he'd done. "Harry…wh…I mean, umm, what the hell?" Both Harry and Bella looked at her funny, not expecting the normally well composed, very eloquent Narcissa to say something quite so brash, for her anyway. Answering her question Harry did his best to explain why he kissed Bella.

"I, umm, don't really know. I just kinda, felt this urge I guess. Plus she asked what I'd do so I hoped it would surprise her." The raven haired boy turned to look at Bella, then quickly back to Narcissa and continued with a very excited tone, "That obviously worked. But as I started kissing her, I guess I liked it, so I just kept going. She didn't seem to mind so I reckon she liked it too." Bella quickly interrupted, not because he was wrong but because she didn't like not being in control of a situation like this.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, hang on a second. You are the one who kissed me, I just went along with it cause you're not a half bad kisser." Narcissa raised an eyebrow at this improper behaviour from her sister; she also crossed her arms over her chest in a vague attempt to look disappointed.

"What Cissy? You've been eyeing him too." Bella jabbed to her sister.

"You have?" asked a now bewildered Harry.

"Maybe." The now annoyed looking witch replied.

"Oh! C'mon Cissy, you've been talking about what a man Harry has become just as much as me." Bella then turned her attention back to Harry. "In more ways than one." Bella then hurried a quick glance at Harry's crotch before returning her gaze to her sister. Bella knew Harry had seen her look, but she didn't care, in fact she wanted him to see her shoot him that naughty glance.

Harry then took a seat on the black leather couch behind him and found himself a comfortable position. Bella sat on the same couch and asked him something he didn't really have a great answer for.

"Seriously though Harry, why'd you kiss me?" she was eager to get an answer but Harry was too nervous to give a coherent response.

"I…I, don't…ah! I don't know how to say this." the boy seemed flustered. So to calm him down Bella placed a hand on his left knee and reassuringly told him.

"It's okay Harry; just take, your time. Watching you is making me nervous." Bella smiled warmly, not a condescending smile or one of her weird malicious grins but instead just a regular 'happy to see ya' kind of smile. Harry looked to those pouty lips and perfect white teeth and slowed his breathing. She always seemed to know just how to calm him down. "It's okay, you can say anything you want here, none of it will leave this room. I can promise you that." She said reassuring him once more.

Gathering his thoughts Harry planned out what he intended to say, once he had his thoughts in order he told both Bella and Narcissa. "Okay, the reason I kissed you wasn't just for shock value…" Bella listened closely, going over every word in her mind. "Secretly, in some deep repressed corner of my mind. I've always found you and your sister strangely attractive. Even with what happened in the Department of Mysteries and what you did to my friends, I still had this weird, odd feeling, kinda lustful I suppose would be the best way to describe it. At the time I tried desperately to remove it, to let my hatred of you overwhelm those strange feelings, but I never could…" Both Bella and Narcissa were touched by his words, but especially Bella who'd been on the receiving end of his thoughts about them.

A now confused and slightly more excited Bella asked him about his thoughts. "So, what is it about us that you like?" That question completely threw Harry off his train of thought. What also sent his mind into overdrive was the very feisty way in which she asked him. Before he could answer though Bella answered for him by asking which parts of her and her sister's bodies he liked most. "Our faces? Our legs? Our asses?" When she mentioned their asses she was up like a lightning bolt and grabbed her ass, she took it and squeezed it in front of Harry. He was captivated; he wasn't sure whether he should be aroused or uncomfortable but the way it held its firm round form was very enticing. "Our breasts? Hmm?" Again before he could answer, she spun on her heel and faced him. Her undid her outer robe buttons and squeezed her d-cup breasts together through her tight fitting corset, again the poor boy couldn't help but stare slack jawed and mesmerised at the sight. What Harry had failed to realise this entire time was Narcissa face palming with a Cheshire cat style grin on her face as she thought back to her days with Bella at Hogwarts. They used to do the same thing to all the boys, flaunting around for their own amusement. Making the boys beg them for dates by merely 'dancing' around in front of them, eventually Narcissa noticed the uncomfortable expression on Harry's face. Despite how funny she thought it was, the boy was practically paralyzed where he sat.

"Okay Bella, I think you've tortured him enough. Look at the poor boy."

"Aww… You're no fun… Fine." Bella huffed, then sat down on the other couch cushion, the opposite end of Harry's. Harry just let the blood return to his head. During Bella's…dance routine, Harry had developed a tent in his pants. So now he was simply recovering from the ordeal and letting his…tent, go down.

"I must apologise for my sister's actions Harry, she isn't normally so…forward." Narcissa tried to be the comforter in all this. Then however Bella had to remind her of the other thing she'd noticed during Bella's display.

"He didn't seem to mind, did you see how big he got?" Bella asked her now stern looking sister.

"Yes, thank you Bella. If you would be so kind as to not embarrass Harry further." Narcissa then gestured Bella to look at Harry, he seemed a little upset at being manipulated so easily. Bella felt a little bad for upsetting Harry so tried as always to lighten the mood.

"Aww, don't feel bad Harry. Every boy we've ever done this to had the exact same reaction, to be honest I'd think you were a little weird if you didn't have 'that' happen to you." Bella let out a small playful giggle that brought a smile to Harry's face, then though the next thing she said may have taken it too far. "If it's any consolation you made me wet." Harry's eyes widened comically, his mouth hung open and his teenage heart started racing as he processed what she'd just said.

"For fucks sake Bella! That is a completely vulgar thing to tell a young boy." Narcissa snapped at her older sister.

"You're one to be talking, using profanity like that. Besides it's true." Bella replied annoying her sister by taking the moral high ground.

"Bella, it may be true but…" she was cut off by Harry.

"No Narcissa, it's quite alright, I'm just…" this time Narcissa was the one doing the cutting off.

"Please Harry, if we're going to be spending a lot of time with each other, which I assume we are. Then just call me Cissy." She then allowed Harry to continue.

"Okay then Cissy. What Bella said is fine, I just, have never…" Harry couldn't bring himself to say it so Bella said it for him.

"Made a girl wet before?" Bella asked with a sexy and wild grin on her face.

Harry looked at her innocently. Oh, he is just so cute when he's talking about mature things. I could just eat him up, look at him so ignorant and sweet, Bella thought to herself wickedly. She would very much enjoy corrupting his mind with all sorts of pleasures and desires. "Yeah." Harry replied to her earlier inquire.

"Really? Never?" Cissy asked, curious as to why or how no girl had been wet from him before.

"Now, now Cissy, calm down. Remember it's to 'vulgar' to speak of such matters." Bella teased her sister.

"Oh, stuff all that. Aren't you curious about why no girl, not one, has been made wet at the sight of Harry yet? Or even taken an interest?" Cissy asked Bella with genuine interest.

"It does raise some intriguing questions. Harry why haven't you been fooling around with other girls?" Bella asked sounding like a parent whose wondering why their child hasn't been doing well in school.

"I dunno." Harry sounded nervous, but not just uncomfortable. Like he was about to explode from the pressure being put on him.

"What do you mean you don't know?" Cissy asked, trying to figure out why he wasn't getting any. While her sister thought about it the conclusion was clear as day to Bella, she'd seen boys like this before. Though she never expected the great, wonderful, powerful, beloved boy-who-lived to be like that. Bella then burst into a fit of giggles at that mere concept let alone the fact it was true. Cissy looked at her funny and then Bella told both her and Harry the reason he wasn't fooling around.

Bella then stood up and announced to the pair like a president giving a speech. "I'm afraid Cissy that the GREAT and WONDEROUS Harry Potter is a bit shy." Once she finished, she went over to Harry and placed a gentle kiss on his left cheek before sitting down again. Bella now had the most ridiculous grin on her face which refused to subside as she thought about it more. Cissy just looked dumbfounded, she couldn't believe that the-boy-who-lived, the saviour of the Wizarding World, with a body like his, a manhood like his and in the prime of his youth wasn't completely showered twenty-four hours a day in pussy. But then she supposed that as a random girl amongst all the others, it would've been hard getting close to, let alone kissing and fooling around with Harry if he was too shy to say anything or do anything with you. Eventually Narcissa processed everything and stated her opinion in a very basic way considering her normal way of talking.

"Well, that was unexpected." She said plainly with a hint of surprise still in her voice.

"You can say that again." Bella stated, her grin still dominating her pale face. Harry meanwhile hadn't said a word all this time, but now he finally responded to all of this.

"Look ladies." Bella and Cissy's heads turned to face him. "It's not that I'm shy generally." He firmly stated as an absolute fact. The two sisters looked at each other, then back to Harry waiting to hear what the reason was. "I can talk to anyone at any time, that's no problem. I've talked with Hermione, Cho, Fleur, Ginny, Luna, Angelina, Lavender, you two of course and so on. Talking with girls isn't an issue in the slightest, to be honest I actually prefer it, they often surprise me with how well-spoken they are." Cissy and Bella smiled at Harry for being so respectful regarding their gender, this only made them wonder more, he was quite the catch and a gentleman. "No, none of that's an issue. What is an issue? I find it very, very hard and uncomfortable talking with girls about sex in all aspects. It's not that I don't want it, it's just I find it hard expressing it openly."

From the way he spoke, his body language and his description of the problem, both sisters knew he was being sincere. What did make Bella wonder though is what specifically put him off, because if she could eradicate it. Harry may be able to finally experience the joys of sex and all the fun that 'came' with it, another grin swept across her face as all sorts of dirty but very sexy images appeared in her mind. Images of Harry and her having some doggy style sex, imagining what it would be like to grasp his manhood, the feeling of his shaft in her mouth and exploring all kinds of weird fetishes with him. The various thoughts made her core stir again and she felt her womanhood get very wet, almost in expectant anticipation. Unfortunately that would have to wait as Harry was nowhere near that kind of stuff yet, Bella would have to wait a long time before getting to experience Harry for herself.

Author's Note: Hopefully you enjoyed that shorter chapter, I wanted to get this little insight chapter out as soon as really. You see, I'm going on vacation soon and I'd rather leave you guys and gals a little something before I go. I'll be back to writing in around two weeks so hopefully you guys can hold out until then. In the meantime I hope you're all enjoying the story and I have every intention to keep on going with it over the rest of my summer holidays and beyond, thanks for reading.

Edit: I've got my laptop with me on holiday, and considering it's a take it easy kind of thing I've got more than enough time for writing. Also shout out to 'huntergo123' for helping me with rearranging the story's timeline to make a bit more sense.