I'm at breakfast with Harry Potter, wearing his Quidditch jersey and a skirt. My bikini from last night is still upstairs in his room, so I'm...a little exposed. A month ago this would have been unimaginable, today it's a rush. There's very few people down at breakfast so he and I eat quietly together. I ask him what he'd like to do for our date today and he mentions wanting to go for a walk around the lake and maybe a picnic. I'm definitely a fan of that idea, it sounds kinda romantic and I'm a sucker for romance.

Harry takes my hand as we walk out of the castle and out onto the long wooden bridge across to the hills around the castle. We pause in the middle to take in the view and Harry asks if he can ask me a question.

"You just asked a question silly, what's on your mind?"

"Have you thought about where you'd like to get married, Pav?"

"You're going to think I'm a nerd, but if we have to do it here, I've always thought the Astronomy Tower is kind of romantic, looking out over the lake. What about you, Harry?"

"I had thought maybe on the deck around the boathouse but I like your view of the lake better"

"I know my sister and parents will be coming and our friends here, do you have anyone from home you want to bring? Your aunt and uncle or your Godfather?"

Harry tenses up at the mention of his family and I feel like I might have made a mistake. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked"

"My aunt and uncle are evil, Pav." And then he dives into a dump of all the things they've done to him and what his home life has been like and how he's afraid to be a dad because he dosen't know how to be one and 20 minutes later, he's crying, I'm crying, and I've got no idea how someone who's been through so much still takes the time to care so much about other people. I don't know how I've gotten so lucky to have someone like Harry. We're quiet for a long time and I wrap my arms around him from behind while he leans against the rail and I rest my head on his back.

"Harry, I love you. I'm so sorry all of this happens to you but I promise I'll do everything to make sure you don't hurt like that ever again"

"I would like to have Sirius and Remus come to the wedding though"

I laugh through some lingering tears "of course hun, of course we can have them come. I'll have to warn mom and dad that he isn't a mass murderer, he's my future father in law"

Harry laughs and I softly kiss his cheek before taking his hand and leading us down the hill to the lake shore and we find a thick willow tree on the banks with its vines draped low, nearly touching the water. Harry leans against its trunk and I sit down between his legs, leaning back against his chest as we look out over the lake.

"Harry, I know you're new to this whole intimacy thing, but is there anything you've thought about wanting to try, or anything you fantasize about?"

Harry stutters out a reply that he's thought about having sex, and I snort a little as I try to hold in a laugh. "Well yes love, sex tends to be the thing people think about when they masturbate. What do youuuu like to imagine when you do?"

He starts to shyly say something but I stop him. "Harry, it's okay, I really want to know, it's nothing to be embarrassed about"

"So I saw a video on my cousin's computer of a girl on her hands and knees with the guy behind her, and they both looked like they enjoyed it" Harry says shyly

"Oooo that is a fun way to do it" I say, thinking back to my own experiences. I sit up onto my knees between his legs and lean forward onto my elbows and shake my butt in Harry's direction, my modesty just barely preserved by my skirt as it rides up the back of my thighs. I reach back and guide his hands to my waist. "You could hold me here and just...make me yours" I say with a slightly seductive moan at the end

Harry I visibly gulps, obviously unsure of what to do in this situation. "Harry, you know I left my bikini in your room this morning" I say, looking back over my shoulder and wiggling my butt at him. I take his hand from my hip and guide him to between my legs, showing him how much he excites me as his finger slips between my folds.

"Why don't you try slipping one inside" I say, guiding his fingers to my entrance as he sits up on his knees behind me as I arch my back and sink lower on my elbows.

He slips his middle finger just inside my slick entrance in a tentative sort of way until i push back against him, sliding him inside me, leaving his palm resting against my bum as I let out a soft moan of pleasure. "Use another hun" and he backs out and adds his pointer before pressing back inside me. I rock back against his hand before pulling away, pushing back again and starting a slow rhythm as my arousal builds.

Harry balances himself with one hand on my back between my shoulder blades and begins to add to my pleasure, working his fingers in and out of me in a rhythm to match my movements. My breathing is shallow and I reach back, pulling my skirt up to give Harry a view of my exposed holes from behind as he stretches me with his fingers. I reach between my legs and begin to rub small circles around my aching nub as I try to bring myself to what I've been craving the last two days.

"Faster Harry" I moan breathlessly as I feel myself getting so close to the edge. Faster and faster Harry pumps his fingers in and out, in and out as my fingers rub my clit, my arousal leaking out of me, running over both our hands but still keeping me from that final barrier. Harry is breathlessly working in and out as I moan his name, begging for him to make me cum.

"Press your thumb against my bum" I moan, looking back at Harry as he continues to pump. The new, firm pressure against my opening throws me over the edge and I have to put my hand over my mouth to keep from crying out as my inner walls squeeze down around Harry's fingers and my arousal soaks out of me in a tremendous orgasm that leaves me panting like I'd just run a marathon. I collapse down from my elbows, resting my face in the grass with my butt still high in the air as Harry slows his pace until he's comfortably resting his fingers just inside my entrance.

I completely collapse, rolling over onto my back with my skirt still hiked up around my waist, disheveled in my post orgasm bliss. I look up at Harry, my perfect gentleman, and thank him, smiling stupidly just happy to have found my own release after two days of pent up arousal. "Come here, hun" I say, beckoning Harry down into my arms as I kiss him softly before he rolls to the side and we lay there in the grass holding hands. He reaches over and brushes my skirt back down, giving me some semblance of modesty as we both come down from what just happened.

"You're perfect, Harry" I whisper, looking over at him "You're so perfect", breathless and in a place of pure bliss. "I don't know what you plan to ask me to do tonight, but whatever it is, I can't say thank you enough "

Harry just smiles back at me and says "you could just let me hold you again"

"Whatever you want, love"