It's not obsession, it's love || H.P (MAJOR REWRITE RN)

Chapter 6

I kissed him.        

I kissed Harry Potter.

Well actually he kissed me first but still.

And right after my boyfriend broke up with me.

But it felt right.

It felt right that we were in the common room, at 10 pm, on the couch kissing.

I cupped his face, pulling him closer as he wrap his arms around my waist. We kept us close to each other.

3rd Person Pov:

Harry held her like she was the last thing in the world, he held her waist like his life depended on. As their kiss got deeper Y/n slipped her tongue in his mouth.

As he starts to suck on her tongue she moved over and straddled him. He smirked when he felt her so this. He kept ahold of her as, every once and awhile, she rocked her hips back and forth. This drove Harry crazy and she knew it so every two minutes or so she rocked her hips back and forth then abruptly stopped.

They kept making out, the only light being the flickers of the dying fire in front of them.

He rubbed her waist as he slowly made his way up with one of his hands to the lining of her, he traced it, care enough not to touch her.

This drove her crazy but she didn't show it. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of knowing how much she wanted this.

While he on the other hand felt as if he was on top of the world. He traced his finger along the top of her breast and bra.

He wanted to touch her breast, he wanted to touch her. He wanted to show her how much she meant to him. And for what it was worth Harry did go out of his way to make sure that tonight this would happen, that tonight would be the night that Dylan would break up with her. Of course she thought that he would get closer to her, not be making out with her on the couch of the common room after all of their friends went to bed.

She slowly pulled out and once she did he pulled his hand away, she got up and took his hand without a word. She smirked as he stared at her cluelessly. She took his hand and guided him to stand up and then she guided him upstairs with her.

She had a huge pit in her stomach since she knew what was about to happen. This was her first time so it was normal for her to be nervous but she wondered if he had been nervous as well or if it was only her.

She took him up to her door and opened the door then once the door shut and it was locked she went up to him and kiss him again.

And then and there they had continued the make out session that was going on downstairs, on the couch, with only the fire as light. She guided him over to the bed as he sat down and she sat on his lap. He held onto her hips as she made her hands go down to end of his shirt, she slowly lifted it up and he pulled away for a moment. And lifted his shirt up and pulled it off.

Harry had always been a bit insecure about his body, mainly because of what the Dursleys use to say to him. He use to be very very skinny when he came to Hogwarts, over the years he has gained a bit of weight, worked out, and played quidditch. To most people he had the prefect body type but to his eyes he still sees him self as the skinny boy and he still sometimes thinks of himself of what the Dursleys use to call him. But however in this moment he felt like he was on top of the world. He had the girl he has been dreaming about for a few weeks on his lap and then making out. Nothing had boosted his ego more then this.

Once he pulled his shirt off she took hers off. Her breast in a tight black bra. Harry had stated at them as she noticed she smirked slightly.

"Staring now are we?" she said as she saw his face form with bright red blush and he looked at her and their eyes met.