Somewhere Safe - Chapter 20

Harry stared up at the ceiling. He couldn't sleep. The bed was comfortable, the blankets were warm, and he wanted to sleep. He just couldn't.

There wasn't a Tri-Wizard Tournament here, but they now having Beauxbatons and Durmstrang come for a competition. This world had just enough similarities to throw him off. Idly, he wondered if Fleur Delacour and Victor Krum would be among them. The only interaction he had with them was after the announcement, but he was still curious. Would they allow Krum to play with him being a professional? The only thing he knew about Fleur was that she was French and Veela. He didn't speak French and knew next to nothing about Veela.

Flitwick had set him as a Rank A duelist. Being a former International Champion, and current Judge, it was made official. Technically, Harry could start dueling professionally this summer. He decided to see how things went in this tournament before he jumped in.

Quidditch still tugged on the back of his heart when he saw his teammates together. It was odd seeing them split among the three leagues. Katie wasn't part of the Flying Foxes, Ginny was the seeker for the Cubs, and Ron was the Keeper for Mid. The players had been bouncing with energy with the announcement of the tournament. Tryouts started this weekend starting with the Cubs.

The Dueling Tournament would be held in the morning and the Quidditch Tryouts would be in the afternoon. That was students could watch both.

Playing Quidditch had been fun. He loved the freedom of flying more than the game. Plus seeing the faces of his teammates look at him like a stranger hurt. It was one of the reasons he had avoided Care of Magical Creatures. He still loved flying and Rose had mentioned that there was a racing league, that sounded interesting.

Mingled in the emotional quandary of dread and anxiety, he found himself enjoying Professor Riddle. He was engaging, knowledgeable, and definitely the best Defense teacher to date. Seeing him watch his students with such devotion served to hammer home that he wasn't Voldemort. Even when he was stern, it was with a guiding hand.

It felt like he was betraying his old world. He had new friends, a new family, and so far, no one was trying to kill him. This place felt like home. Given the chance, he didn't want to go back. Honestly, it sounded like the other world was better off without him. Sirius was free and Voldemort had been captured.

The attention he was getting from girls was a nice perk as well.

Harry drifted off to sleep with dreams of witches swirling around his head.

The next morning, Harry kept an eye out for Luna. She waved at him from the Ravenclaw table but didn't come over. He was about to wave her over with Delphi was sat beside her. It was too far to hear the conversation, but it did not look all that smooth. Luna seemed immune to Delphi's intensity. An offer of forkful of syrup drenched waffles put the older witch on the back foot. Harry couldn't almost hear Delphi's train of thought crash. She carefully accepted the bite. That seemed to break through. Their conversation continued much smoother than before. By the end of breakfast Luna had Delphi smiling. They walked out of the Great Hall side-by-side with a quick glance at Harry as they passed.

"That…" Rose watched them go. "I don't… You saw that, right?"

Harry nodded. He smiled at her.

"I don't think I've ever seen Riddle smile like that." Lavender whispered.

"Like what?" Harry asked.

"A real smile." Lavender kept her voice low, as though the witch in question would suddenly appear. "Her normal smiles are just… unsettling."

"Like an animal baring its teeth." Hermione chimed in.

"Exactly. Thank you." Lavender nodded. She paused and turned toward Hermione. "Did you just willingly speak to me?"

Hermione rolled her eyes and returned to her breakfast. Lavender looked at the group around her. They seemed just as shocked as her.

Ciri motioned to where Hermione was sitting, then to where she usually sat. Neville shrugged, waving to the food in front of them. Lavender shook her head, tilting it toward Harry. The group gawked at her. She repeated the movement.

"Just stop it." Hermione snapped. "You're embarrassing yourselves."

"Why are you here?" Rose asked as politely as she could.

"I am eating breakfast." Hermione replied tightly. "It is breakfast time. This is my house table."

"Yeah." Neville drew the word out. "But why here? Your seat is by the door."

"I felt like a change." Hermione settled a glare on the boy.

"Come off it!" Ron yelled from down the table. "She's been drooling over the new boy since he got here."

"Mister Weasley." Hermione scowled at him. "I have done no such thing."

She gathered up her supplies and left the Great Hall, leaving a trail of muttering in her wake.

"I think that's the first time they've talked this year." Neville said after a moment.

"Let's get to class." Ciri said to Harry. "I'll walk you to your independent study after this time."

"No need." Harry waved her off. "She knows better."

Ciri shrugged. They walked to Runes in silence. Harry wanted to ask more about her, but didn't think they were that close yet. The problem being, he didn't know how to get closer. She had said she liked fencing, which he knew nothing about.

By the time Harry had started to formulate a conversation opener, they were already at the classroom. Any thought of talking to her disappeared once the lesson began. The study of runic arrays was fascinating. Each system of runes required a specific approach which became insanely more complex when trying to integrate with another set. Today, the class focused on the Elder Futhark, discussing the differences between using Bind-Runes, a Runic Cluster, and a Thread. They worked through a simple array to create a small fountain that constantly replenished its water. It was one of the more common ones used in houses, tents, and cases. The students were tasked with using each variation, then noting the differences.

The class flew by. Harry was one of the few students to manage to only soak themselves rather than turn their desk into an impromptu geyser. Luckily, the drying charm was part of the first year selection of Standard Spells.

Harry made it to the study room without an issue. He had no idea what class Delphi had, or where it was, so it was pointless to worry about it. He had a feeling that avoiding her would entice her to track him down.

"Hello, Harry." Susan smiled as he entered the room. "Any problems today?"

"Nope." Harry returned the smile.

"I am glad to hear that."

She pulled out a small chalkboard from her purse and set it on the table. Susan tapped the upper-right corner with her finger and the black surface shimmered. The board lifted off of the table and hovered nearby within reach.

"I thought you couldn't do magic?" Harry asked as he sat.

"This is an enchanted object." Susan explained. "Anyone, aside from muggles, can use it."

"What does it do?" Harry took a closer look at it.

"Dictation, illustration, and minor transcription." Susan replied. "It will copy down what I'm saying, provide simple illustrations when needed, and can also produce a transcript of the lesson."

Harry let out a low whistle.

"Now." Susan shifted to her instructor voice. "Today, we'll be covering the formation of the British Magical Kingdom. Starting with Merlin, Morgan le Fay, and Avalon."

Harry was enraptured as Susan went through the lesson. Thanks to Binns, he had no clue if the history of this world was the same as his old one. Regardless, it was fascinating. He had always wondered if Merlin was actually a real person considering the story of King Arthur in the muggle world.

As it turned out, he was. Merlin and Morgan le Fay were the founding members of what would become the modern system of magic in Britain. They were allies, using their combined knowledge to create the magical island of Avalon at a nexus of Ley Lines. It was protected by a wall of mist that mundane folk could not navigate. With a safe place to practice and learn, they began to take students and spread their combined knowledge to other magical people.

There was a conflict between Morgan Le Fey and Merlin. It had been vastly blown out of proportion over the years. Merlin wanted to use magic to guide the mundane world into a better age. Morgan Le Fay was focused on keeping Avalon and the people there safe.

It caused a rift between the two and they parted ways. Merlin turned his attention to the mundane while Morgan Le Fey focused on the magical. Eventually, the two repaired their connection. The Hogwarts Founders were among the first students of that reformed partnership.

Harry walked out of the study room with a head full of new knowledge and a freshly transcribed parchment covering the highlights of the lesson. He was in a daze until he found himself at the Gryffindor table.

"Harry." Rose poked him.

He jumped at the touch, looking around, finally seeing where he was.

"Are you ok?" She asked studying him.

"History." Harry let out a breath. "That was a lot."

"There is a lot of world for history." Luna nodded.

Luna and Delphi were sitting across from him. Rose and Iris had taken the spots at his side. The petite Ravenclaw witch was happily nibbling on what looked to be candied slices of fruit. Delphi was alternating staring at him hungrily and glaring at his 'sisters' between bites.

"Did you talk to yourself?" Harry asked as he began to grab some lunch choices.

"Yes." Luna nodded. "Hermione knows you are here. She's upset that she doesn't know where here is, or how to get here. I asked myself to ask you about how you got here and when you were coming back."

Harry could feel the girls around him tense. Aside from Luna, she turned her attention back to the candied fruit salad.

"I'm not going back." Harry said after a moment.

Rose and Iris visibly relaxed, Delphi simply returned to her meal.

"Ok." Luna said with a bright smile. "How did you get here?"

"I'm not sure." Harry shrugged.

"Sweet little lies." Luna sang as she nibbled a slice of sugar soaked apply.

"Hey!" Iris snapped. "Don't call Harry a liar."

"It's fine." Harry sighed. "I am lying."

"Why?" Iris squeaked.

"Hermione's too smart." Harry focused on the plate in front of him, not looking at those nearby. "She wouldn't rest until she found out how I got here. Then she'd try to come find me and bring me back."

§I won't let her.§ Delphi hissed as she gripped the steak knife in her hand tightly.

Rose and Iris stared at Delphi in shock. Everyone else around her were obviously unsettled.

§No Parseltongue at mealtimes.§ Harry teased. §It makes people uncomfortable.§

Harry didn't think it was possible, but Delphi now looked at him in even more awe.

"Shit." Harry mumbled. "I shouldn’t have told you that."

"She'll find a way here on her own." Hermione spoke up.

Harry looked around to find her. She was a few spots over from Luna, on the edge of his view.

"Why do you say that?" Rose asked.

"I would." Hermione replied quickly.

Harry groaned. He pushed away his plate, no longer hungry.

"Thank you, Luna." Harry smiled tiredly at her. "I really appreciate it. I need some time to think."

"Okay." Luna replied with a dreamy smile. "Does that mean I get to join your harem?"

Harry jumped up to his feet, the words slapping him in the face.

"What?" Harry yelled.

"Mister Potter." Professor McGonagall said. "Five points from Gryffindor, lower your voice."

"Yes, Professor." Harry blushed as he sat back down. "What are you talking about?"

"Your harem." Luna replied happily.

"I don't have a harem." Harry whispered.

"Yes, you do." Luna countered. "Rose, Iris, Lavender, Hermione, Delphi, and then me."

None of them spoke. If Harry had been paying more attention, he would have seen that most of the people around them had gone quiet as well.

"Hm." Luna screwed up her face in thought. "You're right, that isn't a harem."

Harry relaxed a little.

"That's a coven." Luna stated.

"What's the difference?" Harry asked.

"A harem is a group of wives, concubines, and slaves subservient to a single man." Hermione recited. "A coven is a gathering of witches that combine their power for protection and the sharing of ideas."

"There's also a lot of sex." Luna added.

"Lead with that next time, Moonbeam." Delphi grumbled.

"You're ok with this?" Rose scoffed. "You were going to duel me to go on a date with him!"

"You didn't want to share." Delphi shrugged. "Of course, I was going to duel you for him."

"And you do?" Iris snapped.

"Gladly." Delphi purred. "Only the best for my lover."

"Yay!" Luna hugged Riddle. "Our daughters can be sisters!"

Delphi tried to hide the blush from the sudden hug. Harry looked at Rose for help. She was staring at a spot on the table. Her cheeks were bright red. He shifted his attention to Iris, hoping for someone to say something that made sense.

"What is going on?" Harry whispered.

"You don't have covens where you're from?" Iris asked.

"No." Harry thought for a moment. "I don't think so."

"Witches outnumber wizards four to one." Iris motioned to the students around them. "Dad has a coven."

"But he's married to Lily." Harry tried to make sense of things.

"That doesn't mean he can't have a coven." Iris explained. "Mom and dad are married. She is Lady Potter. There are two other witches in the coven, they are connected by line-continuation contracts, or by emotional bonds."

"Does that mean we have more siblings?" Harry asked, he was starting to feel a little dizzy.

"Yes." Iris smiled brightly.

Harry scanned the Great Hall, looking for the familiar black hair.

"They aren't old enough to go to school yet." Iris chuckled. "Mom and dad had to have a male heir before they could have any other kids. That was passing on the Potter Lordship is simple and doesn't cause any blood feuds."

"I'm…" Harry rested his forehead on the table. "I'm going to need a minute."

~ § ~ § ~
The Other Side of the Mirror
~ § ~ § ~

Hermione stared at Luna. The blonde Ravenclaw ate her lunch, chocolate fondue with a selection of fruit, contentedly.

"Anything?" Hermione snapped.

"Nope." Luna shook her head. "I told him that covens have a lot of sex. He's resting now."

Hermione groaned. She was going to find Harry. When she did, she was going to make him pay for all of the headaches Luna caused.

"Wait." Hermione yelled. "Luna, you're talking to Harry right now?"

"Yes." Luna nodded.

"Tell yourself and him to wait." Hermione spoke quickly. "Please let me talk to him."

~ § ~ § ~

"Hermione wants us to wait." Luna said. "She wants to talk to you."

This Hermione was starting to look rather annoyed.

"Fine." Harry sighed. "What does she want?"

~ § ~ § ~

"What do I want?" Hermione scoffed. "I want to know where he is and how he got there."

"He's right there." Luna pointed at the spot across from her. "And he came in through those doors."

~ § ~ § ~

"She is rude." Luna huffed.

Harry chuckled.

"I can't imagine why." This Hermione grumbled.

"What did she want?" Harry asked the Ravenclaw.

"She wants to know where you are and how you got here." Luna rolled her eyes.

~ § ~ § ~

"Harry says that he is happy and safe where he is. You don't need to worry about him." Luna paused. "And when you've calmed down after that, I can tell you the rest."

Hermione stifled her scream. She took a couple of deep breaths before she started to speak.

"Please, continue." She said through clenched teeth.

Luna looked off to her right and nodded.

"He went for a walk on the seventh floor and found a door." Luna repeated. "The Mirror of Erised was there, but it didn't have glass. He stepped through and now he's here."

~ § ~ § ~

"Hermione says you are a thick-headed, scruffy looking jerk, and you should think before you act." Luna said. "I'm not supposed to say that. I should stop telling myself this, it's not what she wanted to say."

"Who's scruffy looking?" Iris gasped.

"She better watch her mouth." Delphi growled.

"It's too late now." Harry shrugged.

~ § ~ § ~

"Why is it too late?" Hermione froze.

"The mirror was gone once he stepped through." Luna pouted when she saw the table was now empty.

The blonde turned to face the right where she had been 'speaking' to Harry. She narrowed her eyes.

"What's wrong?" Hermione leaned across the table, grabbing her hands.

~ § ~ § ~

Luna happily took another bite of her strawberry cheesecake.

~ § ~ § ~

"Luna." Hermione clapped her hands in front of the other girls face. "Luna. Focus. What's wrong?"

Luna let out a forlorn sigh. "That's all he knows."

"The Mirror of Erised was on the seventh floor in a room that he's never seen before." Hermione muttered. "We've checked every room in the castle. Even the seventh floor."

Luna shrugged.

"He says not to worry." Luna said after a moment. "For once, he is safe and happy."

"Listen very carefully Luna." Hermione snapped to her feet. "Tell him this exactly."

~ § ~ § ~

Luna slammed her hands on the table and jumped to her feet. In a very Hermione like fashion, she crossed her arms, staring daggers at him.

"Harry James Potter." Luna said, biting out each word. "How can you say that? We were worried about you! You just disappeared. The entire country was looking for you."

"Woah." Lavender applauded. "You sound just like her."

"I do not sound like that." Hermione crossed her arms, staring daggers at Lavender.

"I've been here for a week and no one has tried to kill me." Harry countered. "Do you understand how absolutely insane it is that THAT is a metric I measure my life with?"

~ § ~ § ~

"It's not every week." Hermione scoffed.

"Every other month. Every year." Luna dropped back into her seat, adjusting her posture. "This isn't even the first year that a loyal follower of Voldemort somehow became a professor!" She took a deep breath and ran a hand through her hair. "Listen to me, Mione. I met my parents. I have a family. The last two wars never happened here. Why would I want to go back?"

~ § ~ § ~

Luna slumped onto the bench.

"What about your friends?" Luna asked. She added softly. "What about me?"

"You're better off without me." Harry said.

"How could you say that?" Luna scoffed.

~ § ~ § ~

"I've been gone a week and they already captured Voldemort." Luna's voice got louder as she spoke. "Once they didn't have The Boy Who Lived to solve all their problems, they actually had to do something. Coming here was the best thing to happen to that world."

"I don't care about the world!" Hermione yelled back.

~ § ~ § ~

Luna climbed over the table. She grabbed Harry by the shirt collar and pulled him in for a kiss. Her hands ran through his hair.

"You're my best friend, Harry. My only friend." Luna whispered between kisses. "I can't see my life without you. Please, come back."

The sound of a throat being cleared brought Harry back to reality. He looked around to see Delphi glaring at him and Luna. She wasn't the only one that looked upset. He took a step back, helping Luna off of the table.

"Wait." Harry paused. "Does that mean she kissed you?"

"She has soft lips." Luna said with a smile. "Now she's running out of the Great Hall."

Luna rocked a bit to the side. Harry pulled her into a hug to stop her from falling.

"Are you ok?" Harry asked, sitting her down.

"That's the longest I've ever talked to myself." Luna rubbed her forehead.

"Take it easy." Harry held her hand. "Thank you for that. I didn't know it would be so hard on you."

"I understand you are going through a complicated patch of your life." Professor McGonagall spoke from nearby. "While it does allow you some leeway, yelling at each other in the Great Hall and climbing across the tables is pushing it."

"Sorry, Professor." Harry blushed.

"Class started five minutes ago." McGonagall continued. "I will give you a pass for today. Gather yourself in time for your next class."

"Thank you, Professor." Harry gave her a small smile.

She scanned the small group with her stern gaze. A quick nod and then she was gone.

"When did she get here?" Harry asked.

"When Hermione started to yell at you." Luna answered.

"You knew?" Harry asked. "And you kept going?"

"Yes." Luna crawled back to her spot and made quick work of the remains of her cheesecake.

Rose wrapped him in a hug.

"Let's take a walk to the greenhouse." Rose whispered. "We've got time to take the long way."

Delphi stood up. She was gritting her teeth to stop herself from speaking. Instead, she grabbed Luna and pulled her out of the Great Hall. The blonde girl somehow managed to turn herself around to wind up holding Delphi's hand as though she hadn't just been dragged across the room.

"I have to go." Iris kissed him on the cheek. "I'm happy you're here."

Hermione had left at some point, most likely following McGonagall. Lavender hugged Harry before leaving as well. She had Herbology as well, but she could sense that the two needed some time.

Rose led him out the front door into the courtyard. He didn't question her as they turned away from the greenhouse. Harry looked at her, motioning the shorter path.

"The long way." Rose chuckled. "We've got time."

"Are you ok?" Rose asked, moving closer to him.

"I don't know." Harry shrugged. "I don't feel bad for leaving then I feel bad for not feeling bad, which makes my head hurt. She's been with me through all of it. Our lives are just too different for her to understand what this world means to me. When the term is over, she goes home to her parents who love her. They travel on vacation and then we usually meet up at the Burrow before school." He took a deep breath before continuing. "She doesn't sleep in a broken bed on a worn mattress. She doesn't have to cook every meal, clean the house, and keep the garden looking immaculate just to earn a poor imitation of peace. She's never had her arm broken three days in a row because it healed overnight, or her hand smashed by a frying pan for overcooking the bacon."

Rose didn't know what to say. Instead she slipped her hand in his and gave him a small squeeze. Harry gave her a small, sad smile.

"Do you think I should go back?" Harry asked after a long moment of silence.

"No." Rose answered quickly. "Absolutely not."

Harry laughed.

"I'm serious." Rose poked him in the side, hitting a ticklish spot with pinpoint accuracy. "I get it, she misses you, but after everything you've been through, you deserve to be happy. In your first year, you fought off a possessed professor. Do you know what I did?"

Harry shook his head.

"I begged my parents to let me have the Marauders Map." Rose said. "Second year, while you were fighting a basilisk. I was learning how to make Dorm Hooch from the Weasley Twins."

"In your second year?" Harry asked with a chuckle.

"I had double herbology." She said. "Perfect position to grab the ingredients. Third year, dad sent me the Invisibility Cloak at Christmas while you were protecting the castle from Dementors."

"Not the entire castle." Harry countered.

"That's not the point." Rose rolled her eyes. "A third year shouldn't have to see a Dementor outside of a book. Not even one at a distance."

Harry smiled.

"Then, this year." Rose took a deep breath and let it out. "During the Welcome Feast this gorgeous boy just strolls into the Great Hall and he turns out to be from another world. That's the most exciting thing that's happened to this school in like a hundred years."

"You think I'm gorgeous?" Harry teased.

Rose opened her mouth to speak. She closed it before trying once more, but no words came out. Questions bounced around behind her eyes. She muttered something to herself before she pounced on him. Her lips sought his in a hungry kiss. Instead of a shy peck, it was a deep, lingering connection. Her tongue darted out as she pulled away, touching his lip.

"Please tell me you don't hate me." Rose whispered.

"How could I ever hate you?" Harry whispered back.

He pulled her close. His lips brushed against her, putting his need for her into the kiss. Rose melted against him, their bodies fitting perfectly against one another. Tentatively the tips of their tongues touched. That sparked off another jolt of passion. The tender kiss fell away as their tongues began to dance.

Rose ran her hands through his hair. She gasped as she felt him squeeze her bum. Pulling away, she giggled, before kissing his neck. Taking a cue from him, she shifted her hands from his hair to his chest. Rose pushed, leading him to an alcove that was blocked from view by a statue. She twisted a piece of it to open a passage in the wall. Grabbing his hand, she led him inside. A short detour brought them to a study room that looked like it hadn't been used in quite some time.

The room was furnished with a couple of tables in the center that still had some old homework on them. Along the edges of the room were a mixture of chairs and couches.

Harry picked lifted her off her feet, grabbing two handfuls of her ass and holding her close. Rose let out a squeak as he carried her over to the nearest couch. He laid her on it, before climbing on top of her. Their rich emerald eyes met. Harry could feel her heartbeat against his chest.

"I've never." Rose blushed.

"Me too." Harry smiled at her.

"Do you want to?" She asked.

"If you do." Harry nodded.

"Start slow?" Rose shivered as his fingers trailed along her collar bone.

Harry nodded. He leaned down, kissing her neck. Rose took advantage of his position. A quick twist and she was suddenly on top of him.

"I've heard this is better for the first time." Rose blushed.

Harry smiled. His face went blank as she pulled off her shirt exposing a cute pink bra. She giggled as his eyes hungrily devoured her. Tentatively, he reached up to cup her breasts. He paused once his hands made contact, waiting for her to say something.

Rose nodded. Harry slipped his hands under her bra, cupping her bare breasts. She unhooked the latch and let it drop onto the couch beside them. He pulled his hands away to get an unobstructed look at her breasts. They filled his hands with a little space to spare. Pink, button sized nipples capped her breasts, just begging to be kissed.

He pulled her closer, giving one of her nipples a slow lick. Rose shuddered as she felt his breath against her skin. Harry repeated the process on the other. She pulled him away from her chest for a passionate kiss.

They scrambled to work together to strip out of their clothes. Harry managed to get his shirt off and his pants below his knees while Rose bunched her skirt above her hips before moving her panties to the side. Her other hand grabbed his desperately hard member to guide him.

Rose paused. She stroke along his length, pausing to run the flat of her thumb along the width of his cock head. The lust filled expression on her face has a tinge of anxiety.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked.

"Nothing." Rose answered quickly. "Just, didn't expect you to be so big."

"Is it?" Harry asked, pride mingled among his hungry expression.

"You don't know?" Rose chuckled. "You said you were played quidditch. Please tell me you shower after the games."

"Yeah." Harry blushed. "It's not like we're taking measurements."

Rose arced an eyebrow at him.

"Well, I'm not." Harry chuckled. "Do you want to stop?"

Rose lifted herself up, guiding the head of his dick to her lips. She slid the tip along her lips, letting him feel how wet she was for him. Their eyes locked as she pressed the tip inside. She rocked a few times, allowing her opening to adjust to the size. Rose eased the head of his cock inside, slowly lowering herself. She moaned as he stretched her.

"So… big." She whimpered.

Rose lowered herself a little at a time before pulling back up. She repeated the process as she worked at pushing his member deeper. Finally, she found herself resting on his lap, his cock fully sheathed inside. Her eyes closed as she relished the wonderful feeling of his cock stretching her hungry pussy.

Harry's mind was lost in a sea of pleasure. Their rich emerald, green eyes were locked as she began to slowly grind down against him.

Her lovely breasts hung down before his face. Harry leaned forward to take one of her nipples between his lips. He licked and sucked on one before moving to the other. Rose groaned under his attention. A shiver ran through along her body as an orgasm surprised her.

The sudden onslaught of her pussy tightening sent him over the edge. His body tensed under her. He gripped her hips tightly, pressing her down against him with he desperately pushed as deep as he could inside of her.

They both moaned as he came hard, filling her. His body jolted with each shot of cum, giving Rose another sneaky orgasm. This one was on the smaller side, but it still sent pleasure racing through her every nerve.

Rose slumped over, resting on top of him. Harry stroked her back, basking in the afterglow.

"Sorry." Harry blushed. "That was really fast."

"We'll get better with practice." Rose giggled.

Harry let out a content breath.

"I wanted to do that since I first saw you." Rose whispered.

"Me too." Harry replied just as low. "Are you ok?"

Rose hummed an agreement. She wrapped her arms around him. He could feel her snuggled closer. Her body relaxing as she began to doze.

"We have Herbology." Harry said, convincing neither of them to make a move.

"MmHm." Rose kissed his chest.

Harry couldn't argue with that.

~ § ~ § ~

Hermione grabbed her bookbag. She quickly packed a few changes of clothes, a couple of notebooks along with some pre-sharpened pencils, and the Second Edition Hogwarts a History Sirius had found in the Black Vault.

"The seventh floor." She repeated to herself. "I must have missed something."