Chapter 172
It certainly wasn't his best kiss, but probably wasn't his worst either. Unexpected yes, but not unpleasant.
He barely managed to return the gesture when she snapped backwards, eyes wide and a sort of embarrassingly scared horror etched upon her face. "H-Harry I didn't… I'm so… I shouldn't have…" It took a moment longer for him to realize what she was freaking out about but then it hit him.
It was, roughly, the equivalent of a boy kissing his younger female cousin. She probably thought there would be consequences, that he would be furious, that he might tell her parents or some such nonsense.
But he was never very good at explaining things, so he went with what he was good at, showing through action.
This time he moved forward and initiated the kiss, and while it was clear he had startled her there was no pull back from his end and within moments she was returning the kiss with the fanaticism of a hormonal teenager who was given an opportunity to do something.
Despite his own experiences thus far he fell into the same urges, logic taking a step back as his body and desires lunged forward. Marie Rosier was attractive, and although she had a cold outer persona, she seemed to have something deep within much closer to that of her father than mother.
And in that moment Harry Potter wanted nothing more than to bring it out, to see that exterior crack, to hear her moaning and whimpering, to feel her.
Soon they were nearly entangled with each other, hands roaming, legs attempting for better balance without putting space between them. They reached an opposing wall, Marie's back against it, and it was at that moment where her hands ventured low enough to brush against his aroused cock.
She stilled, pulling back bit with a muttered apology only for the boy to grind up against her leg, earning a hesitant return of her hand while his own began seeking for a way past her clothes.
"Do you want to?" he muttered earning a quick nod from the witch.
"Yes, please Harry…"
There wasn't much time, despite the year winding down student activity was still high in nearby hallways. It meant they couldn't undress and despite a deep growing desire, he couldn't see her completely nude. Instead, they made frantic efforts to push aside or discard just enough to progress.
Still, he caught the sight of pale-white skin and a wetness already present on her lower lips. He could have knelt and taken a closer look, maybe explored her a bit as he had with Luna, but no, no he needed more this time. "Is… is it okay?"
He could recognize the concern and worry in her voice, like what he had heard from his sisters and other girls around his own age when they had their first times. "Beautiful," he muttered before freeing himself and earning a wide-eyed stare from his pseudo-relative.
Yes, after all the encounters and all of the awed expressions it still gave his ego a boost to have a pretty girl staring at his cock like it was the most amazing thing she had ever seen.
With one hand he lifted her thigh, biting his lip at the warmth of what skin she had exposed which he could now feel under his hands. Her own went to his dick, touching and stroking gently before giving a slow pull, as if her intent hadn't been obvious.
"H-Harry… please…" Then he was pushing into her, thrusting through her moans and his own pants until he was bottomed out, basking in the warm, wet tightness of her teenage cunt. Despite taking just a moment or two to enjoy the feeling he could already feel her insides twitching, something he had come to recognize as her approaching orgasm.
He didn't want it ending like his first time with Malfoy, he wanted more, and with monumental control he pulled out a bit before thrusting back in, slowly at first before rapidly escalating.
While the girl's own hands couldn't quite decide where to go or what to do, rotating between pressing against the wall, groping his backside, or just feeling what she could of his clothed body, his hands and fingers went on auto pilot. They sought out the body hidden beneath the thick robes, sliding up and underneath her shirt to grope developing breasts, mouth salivating at the thought of sucking on them.
"H-H…" she came second later, insides clenching down on him even as his own orgasm was still a bit off.
"C-can I keep going?" he gasped even as she quickly nodded and he thrust just a bit harder, just a bit faster, just a bit deeper into her. Still, a part of his mind reminded him that there wasn't exactly any prep work this time and just as he his vision began to fade, he pulled out, desperately aiming himself elsewhere so as not to soil the girl's robes as he erupted onto the wall they had chosen.
The air was full of deep gasps as he slowly, almost reluctantly returned her sweaty leg to the ground, marveling at the slight trembling in her limbs as she slowly pulled her clothing back into more respectable positions. "Was…" Marie began before biting her lip, clearly not yet returned to her usual mannerisms following intercourse, "was it good?"
He gave his best smile, "Very."
Her return smile was bright with just a hint of timidity and while she didn't say anything he had the feeling she wanted to ask for a repeat later.
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"Tea?"
The woman who had sat down moments prior let out a huff, "I would prefer something stronger."
Dumbledore merely smiled before pouring a cup of the steaming liquid for her guest before giving herself one as well and taking a seat. "So, how are things beyond Hogwarts?"
Amelia raised an eyebrow, "You haven't heard?"
"Nothing beyond what is in the papers," Dumbledore answered easily, "and even before this year I made a conscious effort to put little faith in such things. I am more interested in the actual response from the Ministry."
Bones sighed before stirring her tea and gathering her thoughts. "It is a mess, just like we knew it would be. This wasn't something anyone could hide or cover up, not at Hogsmeade, not with so many witnesses to the events. Add in the publicity created by the Minister and well, it is another fire we need to try and contain."
The head of the DMLE removed her glasses to rub wearily at her face, "Lycans attacked Hogsmeade, seemed to be targeting the location where the Minister's 'ambassadors', mere children, were having dinner. No Aurors in sight, multiple injuries, possibly serious ones to the students. Considering we haven't had a statement yet." Here she looked up to look the Headmistress with a glare, which failed to even phase the older witch. "The press is beginning to assume the worst."
"If you have a problem with how the status updates of the two children are being handled, I suggest you take it up with their parents."
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