𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐖𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞⁽ʰᵃʳʳʸᵖᵒᵗᵗᵉʳ ˣ ᵒᶜ⁾

- 14* -

Harry Potter exhaled a breath he was very aware he was holding in. Sweat was still building up on his forehead as his hands grew less clammy.

"That was close." Ashlynn muttered, scared her brother could still hear her. She stepped out from around the corner with her hand held to her heart. "Let's hope he didn't see me."

"I don't think he did." Harry answered, still shaken up.

"Let's forget about it." Ashlynn shook her head, "It's just going to paranoid us for the rest of the night. We should start thinking about our trip."

Harry nodded his head and the two walked into his bedroom. On his desk, he grabbed his computer and sat down next to Ashlynn on his bed. "Here, you do know how to use one, right?"

Ashlynn rolled her eyes. "I may be a pureblood, but that doesn't make me against muggle things. I know how to use a computer, sometimes even use it for work. Nora taught me how, took me a while to pick up on it though." She opened the computer as Harry put in his password.

"Well, I'm not surprised. You had her teach you how to use it."

Ashlynn meekly nodded her head. "Yeah, you got a point. Now, where do you want to go."

"Anywhere, as long as it's with you." Harry answered, kissing her cheek.

"Cute, but no. That sounded like a cheesy line that belongs in the 'Notebook'." Ashlynn mumbled.

He hummed in response, too deep into her. Her scent, her lips, her smooth skin. His lips stayed attached to her cheek as his hands slowly dragged up her leg. The tips of his fingers were graciously touching her thigh, feeling the warm skin.

"We should go to Bora Bora. I've always wanted to go and it looks gorgeous. Look, Harry." She tried to turn her head towards him, but he grabbed her jaw and kept her head towards the screen. "Harry....I want you to see, please."

"Let's do this later." He closed the screen and put it on his bedside table.

Ashlynn's back was pressed into his headboard as he moved on top of her. Lifting himself off of her, he leaned back and grabbed her ankles. He pulled her down hastily, causing her top to rise up slightly. Their lips met half way as they eagerly kissed the other.

Their lips were locked, dominance seeping out of both of them. Both of their hands interlocked at the top of Ashlynn's head as their lips furiously attacked each other. Eventually, Harry removed his hands from her and grabbed her wrist into one hand. His other hand dragged down her body, passing between her breast, across her bare stomach, and to the hem of her leggings.

Ashlynn wanted to break free from his hold on her wrist. She wanted to roam her hands along his muscular form, outlining his hands and feeling the way he shivered against her touch. To feel the indents along his back and the familiar scratches made by her. But, Harry was in full control.

Harry's hands ran down her thighs, harshly gripping one and draping it around his waist. Her leg tightened around him and pulled his hips down to meet hers. They both groaned in pleasure as his hard length came in contact with her core. "Do it again." She moaned softly.

He obliged and knocked his hips against hers again. Her dainty hands crawled up the back of his neck and tugged on his black hair. Groaning, Harry dug his head into her neck. She brought her lips to his ear and softly nibbled on it, while kissing his sensitive area.

"If we're doing this, we're going to do this right. Take it off." He demanded, sitting up on his knees.

Ashlynn sat up on her elbows, taking a moment to catch her breath, but that didn't do well for Harry. He growled in annoyance and pulled her leggings off, along with her underwear. She pulled off her shirt and was going to take off her bra, when his mouth attached to her clit. She threw her head back against the pillows and groaned.