Sincerely, Harry -h.p

Chapter 14

possible tw: sexual assault ❗️

"Oi George! Come look at Potter and Parker!"

I quickly opened my eyes and saw Fred and George standing over us.

"Bloody hell you two!"

They broke into a loud laugh and Harry stirred in his sleep.

"Be quiet for once would you?" I whispered.

"In your dreams," they scoffed.

They laughed even louder this time and Harry quickly sat up.

"Are you okay? What happened? Is everything alright?"

"Harry, everything is fine. George and Fred are just being complete arses," I said while stroking his hair.

He let out a deep breath, lightly kissed me on the forehead, and got up.

"We should probably get ready," he mumbled sleepily.

I nodded my head and started putting away the blankets and pillows.

After I cleaned up, I thought about what dress to wear tonight. It was harder than I thought so I assumed asking Ginny would help.

"Ginny, what dress do you think would look best on me?"

"Your black one. Trust me. Remember last time you wore it? The boys were all over you."

"I do remember that. I'll go try it on," I grinned.

It was tighter than I remembered, and it definitely brought out my body shape. It was a short black dress, with long, tight, sheer sleeves, and it was pretty low cut. You could see a small portion of my breasts, but I thought I looked good.

"Wow, Jocie. You look hot."

I laughed at her and looked at myself again. She was right.

"What are you wearing?" I asked as I continued to look at myself.

"Oh probably just my green one."

"Why did you say that so casually? That dress was meant for you."

She smirked at me and went into the closet to change.

She came out in an short, silky, emerald green dress with spaghetti straps. That dress always made her look stunning.

"Beautiful as always, Ginny."

She smiled at me and admired herself in the mirror, like she should.

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The night came quicker than I expected. By the time I figured out how I was doing my makeup and hair, it was almost time for the party.

I got ready and looked at myself one last time.

"Is it too much?" I asked as I looked into the mirror.

"Who cares," Ginny laughed.

I giggled at her and put on a little bit more perfume before we both walked out. I didn't see Harry around, so I assumed he was already at the party.

The only thing I was worried about was the alcohol. The professors didn't know there was alcohol, so a lot of the times students got really drunk. I never drank alcohol at any party before, but to be fair, I was 15 last year. But this year was different. I was 16, and most people my age would already have been drinking by now, and I was ready. I needed some fun after how stressful this week was.

We walked down to the ravenclaw common room and as soon as we stepped in, the smell of alcohol filled my senses. Music was blasting and there were people everywhere. I never realized how big their common room was.

"Jocie! Come here!"

I searched the room to see who called my name and saw Harry waving at me. I pushed through the crowd of people and made my way over to him.

"Damn, Jocie. You look hot," Harry said as he looked me up and down.

"How many drinks have you had?"

"Just one. I'm not getting too drunk, at least not tonight. And I don't need to be drunk to recognize how stunning you are."

I smiled and he gave me kiss on the cheek.

"Oi Potter!" A random guy called across the room.

"I'll be right back," he said as he lightly caressed my cheek.

He walked away and I decided to head over to the drinks.

"Didn't think I'd see you here."

I turned my head to my left and saw Blake Johnson leaning on the table, smirking. Blake was a very attractive slytherin, who was in his seventh year. He's always been a jerk, and he's known for being aggressive.

"Okay," I stated, avoiding eye contact.

I barely smiled at him and poured myself a drink.

"That's a nice dress you got on. I can take it off for you," he smirked.

"Leave me alone, you bloody slut," I snapped.

"Woah woah woah, calm down pretty lady. I was just trying to compliment you."

"Right, because saying you're going to strip me is a compliment. I said to leave me alone, Johnson."

"Fine. But I won't be surprised if you slip into my dorm tonight."

He grabbed my waist and slid his body across my ass acting like there was no other way to walk away from me.

I spun around and slapped him, a little harder than I intended.

"What the fuck Parker!"

He then reached for my wrists, but was suddenly punched in the face. The punch was so powerful, Blake fell to the floor, and his nose started bleeding.

"What happened! Did you do this, Jocie? Nice one!" George came running over and helped Blake stand up.

I looked at my fist and realized I was the one who punched him.

"Jocie? Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" Harry said gently as he ran over and cupped my face.

"I'm fine, Harry. He just made me uncomfortable, that's all."

I smiled at him and placed my hands on his wrists.

He lightly pushed me against the table and pulled me into a passionate kiss. His lips tasted of vodka and cranberry.

We gave each other a head nod and he went back over to where he was before.

I took a sip of my drink and fell in love, I didn't know alcohol tasted so good. By the time the next song started playing, I was already on my third drink.

I already felt pretty tipsy, and I was just getting started.