CHAPTER 1 HARRY POTTER
It is another day at Hogwarts, all the students heading for class, seems like a normal day. Classes go the same, same conversations, same meals. You head to the Gryffindor common room to start working on the day’s homework. As you’re running up you accidentally run into no other than Harry Potter.
“Oh sorry,” you mumble out, but Harry just looks at you. Then he sits down on the floor. He looked very disturbed. You ask him what’s wrong and he rants off about the Dark Lord and how no one understands, how he has no time for a normal life, normal relations… Then without thinking you say, “Well Harry, I can help you out with normal relations…” and he just looks at you and then gets a gleam in his eye.
“Come with me,” he says in a voice you’ve never heard form him before, a very smexy voice… You fallow without question as he grabs you by the hand. He looks around the common room and then to a clock on the wall.
“1 o’ clock…I’m going to be late for lessons…oh well, worth it,” he says and then turns back to you, the look still in his eyes. He checks one final time that no one else is there and then he starts leading you up the stairs to the boy’s dormitory.
When you get up there he leads you over to his four-poster bed and sits you down. He takes off his shirt and you sit there and watch, wanting him to take off yours, which once he’s got almost everything off he does. You sit there nervous and excited at the same time as he takes off your tie and then one by one unbuttons your shirt as you kick off your shoes to avoid having to do it later…He then moves you’re your skirt and what’s underneath and takes those off…and you’re left there just waiting…waiting for him to “enter”.
“Are you sure about this?” he says to you and you nod. He then lowers himself onto you and you let him into your ‘castle’. He seems nervous at first, probably noticing that you were too, but then you try to enjoy it, making nice little noises for him, and that gets him over his nervousness very quickly, and then he gets excited…and like how quickly he got over it that’s as quickly as he goes now. It hurts, but in a good way. You keep begging for more, and he gives it. He gives it well. He keeps going and you notice him slowing down till finally, he finishes. He then gets off you and you lay there for a bit and then you get dressed and you head off to your next class like nothing ever happened.
The end.
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