࿐ྂ ༘֨𖦹 In which 𝐣𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫
approaches a loud hufflepuff
named 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞, with a simple
plan to break lily evans and her
boyfriend up.
or,
In which 𝐣𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 and
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CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN! — Limerence
" we have a lot to discuss "
THE MORNING SUN SHONE BRIGHTLY. Its hues emitting on the castle of Hogwarts. People waking up after the Sunday that many celebrated Valentine's day on. Kids going to breakfast wanting to finish eating before their Monday classes. Older people, ones in relationships at least, stayed in their dorms with their significant other.
Along with the rolling rooms of Hogwarts, one of these couples slept soundlessly. A night's worth of activities crashing into their average sleeping schedule. She was pressed against him, her hair resting on his chest as his hand rubbed gently against her thigh. He was awake, of course. He had been for a while. He wanted to lay by her as long as he could. He slowly began to crave it.
Most of the events of last night rolled back to him in waves. The bliss of it all, truly. He loved her so much, more than words could explain. He held her in his arms so gracefully, so sweetly. She shuffled a little, waking up.
"Hello," James whispered, brushing her hair back. He reached down to sweetly kiss her forehead.
Ember smiled and went to get up if anything to put clothes on. she felt scarily bare at the moment. "Hello, good morning, how art thou... really what am I meant to say after you were begging me to suck your cock?"
James chuckled, "Oh sure miss. 'oh merlin please.'"
He got a jumper thrown at him for that one.
Ember finished getting ready. Just throwing on her uniform, which she brought because she was very sure she would be spending the night in James's dorm or at least with him. "Can you braid my hair?" she asked in a small voice. The question seemed embarrassing but it disappeared when James's face lit up.
He was also donning his Hogwarts uniform. The yellow tie sticking out like a sore thumb. Ember sighed as he grabbed a piece of her hair and began to braid. "Wrong tie, stupid." She laughed.
James huffed, threw it off, and gave it back to Ember. She smiled and allowed him to finish her hair. Even the touch of his fingers on her skin sent similar sparks through her body. "Thank you." Said Ember once he was finiehed.
He smiled and kissed her shoulder, "Your hair is soft... Are you ready to go to breakfast? We have a prefects meeting after and we don't want to be late."
Oh, but so were they wrong. James looked down at his watch again, gasping. "What?" Ember asked, seeing his expression.
