CHAPTER 2
Harry was jogging around the campus doing his evening workout. He had found out that running and staying physically fit helped with the higher altitudes and so when he arrived last year he had taken to working out three or four times a week. During school and the winter months it was hard to maintain but he always seemed to manage.
A noise behind him alerted him to a car approaching him fast. Some guys were whooping and hollering. Harry turned just in time to see a coke cup come flying towards him. He flicked his fingers and the cup reversed course and hit the person that threw it in the chest and splashed all over the driver and the front passenger. A litany of foul language followed from the cars occupants.
The cars brakes squealed as the car came to stop and four very big football looking guys jumped out of it. The driver looked at Harry and pointed his finger at him "You are dead!'
Harry placed his hands on his hips and looked confused as he asked "For what?"
The driver was walking closer and said in a cocky and angry voice "For getting coke in my ride moron!"
Harry looked at him and smiled "So let me get this straight. Your friend tries to throw a coke at me and can't throw it correctly. It then lands back in your car and now you want to blame me because your car is full of coke? Is this correct?"
The driver stopped and looked at his car and then turned back and smiled "Well I don't really need an excuse I just want to kick your ass because I feel like it." The guy when he finished closed his fist and took a swing at Harry's jaw.
Harry just reacted and ducked quickly and before he realized it he turned backwards and elbowed the guy in the solar plexus and then stood and elbowed his jaw. Everyone in the area heard the guys jaw crack and he dropped unconscious to the ground. The three other guys looked at their friend in shock and then looked back at Harry.
Harry responded "Shit! This is going to get ugly." Harry widened his stance and failed to realize the number of people who were watching. Harry kept his gaze on the three other guys before stating "I don't suppose you guys would listen to a warning to leave would you?"
The biggest guy looked mad "Get that little punk!" the three charged Harry all at once. Harry reacted and pushed a little magic into his fist he smacked the biggest guy in the chest and he flew back and hit the guy behind him and knocked both of them down. Harry felt the bigger guy's ribs crack in a few places and watched him grab his chest in pain.
This caught everyone's attention that had been watching from the sidelines. They moved to get closer to where all of this was occurring. A very beautiful blonde moved to the edge of the curb and was watching a smaller guy with great reflexes and a very toned body beat on guys almost a third bigger who had him four to one. When she saw him take out three in less than a minute, she became impressed.
Before Harry could worry the third guy had reached him and threw a punch to lay Harry out. Harry turned to the outside of the punch which left the guy's side wide open. Harry fueled by adrenaline, drove a punch into his kidneys before he then smashed his foot into the side of the guy's knee. Harry heard the distinct sound of cracking cartalidge and the guy rolled over and grabbed his knee before he started screaming in pain.
The second guy finally got out from underneath the big guy who was still on the ground trying to catch his breath and in a great deal of pain. The second guy looked at three of his friends and then looked at Harry. Harry stated quickly "Please don't be stupid! I really don't want to fight." Harry looked around "Why don't we call it even and go about our business?"
When the blonde heard this she was really impressed with this guy. She realized he didn't ask for this problem and seemed happy to just walk away from it all. What impressed her is that he wasn't going to take their crap either. He gave them a choice.
The guy looked at him and then leered "Your fucking dog meat ass wipe." The guy then charged towards him. Harry jumped up and kicked him in the gut before he flipped sideways and his heel hit his jaw. The guy fell face first on the hard pavement and didn't move.
Harry reached for his pocket and pulled a cell phone out and called the campus police. They arrived five minutes later and called for an ambulance. The patrolman told Harry to place his hands on the car. "You are under arrest for assault and battery!"
The blond haired woman stood outraged to hear this and before Harry could respond "What? He was the one that was attacked by those four guys twice his size, it was a clear case of self defense. He asked them nicely to stop no less than twice and they kept charging at him and he is the one that called you. All he did was defend himself." The blonde turned to Harry and smirked at him "He did a very nice job too!"
The patrolman looked at her "This guy just put four people in the hospital and he is going to jail."
Another guy stood up "Your names officer Stevens and its' the same last name as that jock that started the fight. That wouldn't happen to have anything to do with it, would it?"
The patrolman smirked "I know my brother and he didn't start this fight."
The guy went to reach for Harry and Harry knocked his hands away. The blond came over and grabbed the gun from the patrolman as he tried to pull it. "I don't think so. Go stand by your car while I call your supervisor." The blonde field striped the gun into its pieces in less than twenty seconds and threw it on the ground. She used her cell phone and called the campus police again.
Five minutes later an older man came in another patrol car. The blond walked over and held an ID out to him "My name is Lieutenant Sam Carter of the United States Air Force and your patrolman tried to arrest this man for defending himself."
The older man looked at his patrolman and then heard another man yell from the growing crowd "Yea, that guy was just running along and they tried to throw a drink at him. It flew back into the car and they stopped and jumped out to try and jump him, four on one. He knocked them on their ass and they deserved it."
The senior patrolman heard several others agree with the man and woman's statement. He ran his hand over his face. When he looked down he saw the Patrolman's brother and he seemed irritated as he asked "Alan is that your brother?"
Alan looked down to answer "Yes, but I know he didn't start this."
The senior officer put his hands on his hips "How would you know that. Were you here?"
The patrolman answered weakly "No. Marty he put all of them in the hospital. He can't get away with that."
The senior officer answered "Well according to the witness that were here your brother started it. I guess the next time your brother needs to be careful about who he picks on and Alan, by the way, the judge will not convict this guy because it was four on one. Now quit being stupid and go get their statements."
The senior officer yelled out "Oh and Alan make sure they write it out not you."
Marty looked at Harry "Come over by the patrol car so I can get you and your girlfriends statement. You are not in any trouble."
Harry stated quickly "She is not my girlfriend, we have never met actually."
Sam looked at him with a smile and stuck out her hand "Sam Carter… doctoral candidate."
Harry smiled at her "Harry…engineering wannabe!"
Sam laughed "Well after the show you just put on you are not your typical geek or nerd."
Officer Marty looked down "Who field stripped the weapon?"
Sam blushed "That would be me."
Officer Marty replied "Good job! You aren't going to make a habit of disarming my officer's are you?" Sam blushed and shook her head no.
Harry added "She stripped it in less than thirty seconds and it was impressive." Harry looked at Sam and chuckled back at her "Definitely not your typical geeky doctoral candidate." Sam's response was to smile at him.
They finished with their statements in about fifteen minutes and then the officer packed up and pulled away. Harry for some reason hesitated as Sam looked at him "Harry Potter, hmm? I heard something about a guy on campus that tested out of all his math classes and was going to finish his engineering degree in less than three years; they said he was some kind of smarty pants. You know anything about him?" Sam asked with a very coy look on her face.
Harry looked at her and grinned "Well at the moment he is definitely not wearing his smarty pants, just shorts." This caused Sam to laugh before Harry smiled at her and continued "If you want to know anything else about him then you should meet him at Lou's on 4th street in about thirty minutes because he is very hungry."
Sam smiled and moved closer "Are you asking me on a date?"
Harry looked unsure for a second and Sam noticed it before he put a mask back on and then answered "How about we call it a meeting of interests and if we get along we can call the second meeting a date."
Sam looked at him strangely "Mysterious, cagey…good looking." Harry blushed and then Sam smiled "Ok, a meeting in thirty minutes Harry Potter."
Harry bowed "Until then Miss. Carter." Harry turned and ran off hearing Sam chuckle.
Harry walked into the bar and looked around and then found Sam with a guy trying to chat her up. Harry walked over "Hi Sam. Am I interrupting?"
Sam grabbed his arm and pulled him over and gave him a kiss on his cheek "No, not at all Harry. As I was just telling Chad here for, the second time, that I was waiting on my boyfriend to arrive." Sam winked at him without Chad seeing it.
Harry turned to Chad "I had planned on sharing an intimate dinner and some lively conversation between the two of us only, hope you don't mind."
Chad hesitated before starting "I think the Lady and I were already in a conversation."
Harry looked at him "If only one person is talking it's called a monologue and besides that by the way she latched on to me when I arrived I think her message is loud and clear, she doesn't want to talk to you."
Chad narrowed his eyes "Well I don't like being interrupted while I am making my moves. You need to back off until I am done."
Sam looked at him "What moves? You swagger over here like I should start gushing because your infinite maleness is so great." Sam got a little louder "Your pick up line didn't work in the seventies "Hey baby Can I buy you a drink?"
Chad was getting a little worked up before Harry placed himself between Sam and Chad. "See I don't understand this because it doesn't make any sense to me."
Chad's attention was diverted "What doesn't make any sense?"
"The lady said she is not interested, she has told you I am her boyfriend, and she even made fun of your pick up line. Why do you think you can still push yourself and get into her pants? You obviously are only here because she is one of the hottest girls on campus so unless your intent is to try and rape her, then the smart thing to do is leave, she is not interested.
Harry stood slightly higher than the guy and both of his fist cracked as he closed them "Please tell me you weren't going to force yourself on her or things will get ugly very quickly."
Chad's eyes opened wide as he was just accused of being a rapist. Chad looked like he wanted to say something else and then turned and walked away. Sam turned back to Harry "Thanks for playing along. That guy was pushy and not my type."
Sam smiled at him as she refused to let go of his arm "So one of the hottest girls on champus, huh?" Sam's eyebrows arched as Harry turned red which caused her smile to deepen
Harry looked at her and decide to change to conversation "That's ok and I was glad to help." Harry smiled "So what is your type of guy?"
Sam smiled "Smart, mysterious guys with beautiful green eyes who think I am the hottest girl on campus. Know anyone like that? I mean the just don't do it for me."
Harry laughed "I might know a guy like that and I believe he is very attracted to intelligent blonde's who dismantle weapons in their spare time." Sam laughed.
They spent the next two hours talking and drinking before they left to take a walk. They had an excellent time and Harry found his hand reaching out for Sam's. Sam looked down and held his hand as she looked at it before asking him. "Is this a good sign that I might get you out for a second meeting?"
Harry looked at her "It would be called a date since we seem to have similar interests." Sam looked into her eyes and realized they were very blue, very beautiful, and very mesmerizing. Harry moved to stand directly in front of her and whispered "I have a ton of studying to do tomorrow but I would love to meet you for lunch and then dinner if you are available."
Sam smiled at him "Harry I have a rule about third dates and I can't answer until I know something first."
Harry smirked "What would that be?"
Sam smirked "What is pie?"
Harry chuckled "Well right off the top of my head it is a lightly crusted pastry with usually a fruit or meat filling." Harry stopped to look at her as she was laughing "Since you are such a nerd I suppose you want the one that starts with 3.14159265358979."
Sam turned to him and they moved closer to each other as Harry whispered to her "I have been dying to know something about you all night." Harry kept looking at her eyes and then at her lips
Sam looked into his eyes as she leaned ever closer. She licked her lips "What about me interests you. What do you want to know?"
Harry leaned forward "Besides you being a very beautiful person and the hottest girl on campus? I wanted to know what this felt like… Harry leaned and kissed her lips. They seemed to come together on their own and held the kiss for many seconds. When Harry leaned back, he whispered "I wanted to know what that felt like and I think everything about you fascinates me." He stated softly as they broke apart.
Sam wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered "Potter, you better take me on a third date with a kiss like that. It would be illegal not to." Harry smiled at her.
Harry grabbed her hand and held it "I think I would be honored Sam Carter but for tonight can I walk you back to your room or your car?"
Six months later –
Sam had come from the library and entered Harry's apartment. Hers was across town and she made it a habit of coming by every night to talk with Harry. She had on occasion spent the night. She often wondered why Harry had never pushed for them to go further. The nights she stayed here they slept together but Harry made no moves on her. She felt very comfortable with him and liked waking up in his arms.
Sam was beginning to think something was wrong with her. It was Friday night and tonight she had decided that if anything were to happen she would need to push Harry to make it happen. She arrived to find that Harry was not there and then she went to take a shower. She pulled from her overnight bag a very comfortable nightgown and a robe that she left untied and open.
She went to the kitchen and opened a bottle of wine and sat at the counter with her legs crossed. Harry told her he would be home in five minutes. She smiled to herself and thought about the feelings she had when she was around Harry. He made her feel good about herself, about being smart, and most of all she felt wanted, appreciated and sexy.
Sam realized that they did debate things vigorously but it never became mean or a shouting match. Harry always valued her opinion and often she was able to sway his opinion to her point of view. He never got mad at her for being wrong. She smiled to herself as she realized Harry was not intimidated by her intelligence one bit. He liked his girls smart.
The door lock clicked and Harry came in carrying a sack of Chinese carry out and his backpack burdened with books. He sat the book bag down and then finally looked at Sam sitting on the bar stool. He stared at her legs and Sam smiled at him knowing that she was getting the result she wanted.
Harry surprised her by then turning quickly as he started to blush. Sam was shocked "Harry, it's all right. I wore this because I wanted you to look."
Harry turned back around and looked in her eyes "You do?" Sam nodded to him. Harry let his gaze roam all over and then he walked over to the counter and sat their dinner down. He stood before her and pulled her into a hug. "You obviously have something on your mind and a message you are sending me, right?"
Sam smiled at him and placed her hands around his waist "What would that message be Harry?"
Harry kissed her neck and then moved up to her ear lobes "You want to take our relationship up a notch and move forward."
Sam closed her eyes and sighed "Yes, that would be most appreciated, especially with you hitting my hot button like you are."
Harry laughed at her comment and then looked at her as she opened her eyes to look at him. "Sam I never wanted to push or force you to do anything, so I never pushed to make you do something you weren't comfortable with. I find you very attractive and I never want you to feel like you have to do this to keep my interest in you."
Sam smiled "I appreciate that fact and just a minute ago I was thinking about your not being intimidated by my intelligence. I know that you like me." Sam put her hand on his belt buckle which caused Harry to take a sharp intake of breath. Sam moved even closer "I see what I do to you and I want you to feel what you do to me. I want this and I trust you Harry."
Harry leaned back and took her hand "Sam, I just needed to know you wanted this and I know exactly what to do now. I hope you like cold Chinese food."
Sam laughed "I don't want dinner Potter I want breakfast tomorrow morning and my hope is that we are comfortable enough with each other that clothes are optional."