A.J RYAN IN THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX

Chapter 33 - First Sleepover

I waited until he walked into the Wheezes bathroom and grabbed his hand. I pulled him over to me.

"You can scream if you like. No one can hear you." I slid my arms up his chest, before resting them around his neck.

He smirked and slid his arms around my waist.

"Hi." He beamed.

"Hi." I whispered against his lips.

He had me pressed tightly against the wall as our lips moved together.

After a few minutes something changed in him. His lips became more urgent, and there was a sudden pressure against my leg. He noticed it too because he pulled away from me slightly.

He rested his forehead against mine, while he caught his breath.

"I'm sorry." I said softly, caressing his cheek.

He looked at me surprised. "Why are you sorry?"

"I shouldn't be encouraging you when I'm not going to...go that far."

"Oh, so It's your fault for teasing me." He laughed.

I gleamed at him.

"It's not your fault. We both know I want you, but I can control myself. I just don't want to pressure you." He explained.

"You're not." I kissed him. "And I'll let you know when I'm ready for that."

He smiled and kissed my forehead. He then whispered quietly; "Who says I was thinking of you anyway?"

I gasped and playfully pushed him away.

He laughed and moved back towards me. He placed a hand under my chin. "You're incredibly attractive." He smiled. "So, if you really don't mind, can I get back to kissing you?"

I replied by gently touching my lips to his. It took a few moments before he was comfortable enough to lean up against me again.

"Wait." He pulled away abruptly to look at me. "You find me attractive like that, too right?"

I looked back sceptically.

"Yeah, I guess." I shrugged unenthusiastically.

"Liar!" He lifted me off the ground.

I laughed and wrapped my legs around him to secure myself.

"You can't resist me, and you know it." He squeezed me to him.

"If you say so." I laughed.

He looked at me seriously, all games aside. "At least more than Riley, and the Slytherin?"

"The Slytherin's name is Terrance. But yes, definitely more than them."

"More than Oliver?" He asked with uncertainty.

"Yes of course. I told you that was only a summer thing."

We sat curled up together on the couch for a while, the three-seater that I had conjured here last time. He often planted kisses in my hair, as I drew patterns on his arm.

"Wood." He grumbled. "You know he was so obsessed with winning and kept running us into the ground at training sessions. The guys a fanatic. I don't know what you saw in him."

"What happened to him being "A top bloke"?" I had heard him talking with George behind the current caption- Angelina's back.

"Yeah, well, that was before I knew he'd been with you."

I laughed.

"Hey, I want to teach you something?"

"Hmm?" He replied.