Haven .|. H. J. POTTER✔

Chapter twenty

"Fuck," Harry cursed when his back hit the wooden door. He tilted his head back as Haven's hand wrapped around the side of his neck. Her lips were soon on his again, pulling him closer by his neck and her hand around his tie. 

Wednesday mornings were nice. Especially when Harry had the opportunity to have Haven all to himself for a moment. He never expected the kissing to work as well as throwing glass.

"Fuck - wait, get in here," Harry said, pulling himself away from Haven's lips for a moment. His hand found the handle to the door and pushed it open. With his foot, he kicked it shut after him and then flicked his wand at it to cast a Silencing Charm on it. He didn't need anyone to walk in on them.

Haven had already found Harry's four-poster bed and placed herself on it. The teasing twinkle in her eyes was calling Harry over like a moth to a flame. Within moments Harry already found himself leaning over Haven on the bed, his palms resting on the bed by the sides of her head, one of his thighs between hers. 

Her hands were soon on his body again and Harry too was quick to slip his hand under her shirt to feel her hot skin. Their lips and tongues moved together in a sloppy kiss, both very desperate to let out that steam of anger. 

After two long hours of Transfiguration, Harry could barely hide his excitement anymore. Minutes before the bell rang to announce the break, his leg couldn't stop bouncing up and down. And when Haven put her hand on his thigh to calm him, it didn't help one bit. Not one thing Haven ever did was innocent so Harry was relieved in some way that the bell rang right before she could slide her hand up.

After they packed their stuff, they hurried along the corridors up and up the narrow staircase for a nice private session in the Gryffindor boys' dormitories. They could barely hold themselves in until they reached the dormitories. The second Harry dumped his bag on one of the armchairs, Haven already flew around his neck and kissed him on his mouth.

Now, on Harry's bed, he couldn't help but feel like this was different. They hadn't kissed on a bed before so this felt like a whole new side of their activities. It was as if it was more intimate. It only made Harry want to handle Haven rougher. He wanted to grab her and hold her in whichever way he liked, he wanted to squeeze her skin until he could see the marks of it later, he wanted to kiss her until she ran out of breath.

Their noses bumped together as Harry leaned further onto the bed - onto Haven. He wanted to be closer to her, so he could feel the heat of her anger everywhere he touched her. Harry could hear her gasp for breath in between the kisses as their tongues sloppily met each other in the middle. 

Haven seemed to be having the same plans as he did. 

Harry suddenly felt Haven pull him closer just as she rolled over until she was seated on his lap and he laid with his back on the bed. Harry had to catch his breath for a moment as he looked up at Haven. The sun that shone through the window right beside his bed, illuminated Haven's features perfectly. The light that reached her eyes disappeared into the black ink of her irises and pupils. 

Harry already knew that no light could penetrate the dark colour of her eyes but he was surprised every time. 

"How far do you want to go?" Haven asked Harry, snapping his thoughts back to the present. 

"Sorry?" Harry asked, nearly stuttering when Haven reached over to straighten his glasses.

"How far do you want to go?" Haven repeated herself, tilting her head to look at him. Harry felt rather naked under her gaze. It was as if she was examining him. 

"How do you mean?"

"As in, where am I allowed to touch you, and where do you want to touch me?" Haven asked, her hands sliding up and down his torso. She already knew that was OK to do from previous make-out sessions. Not only that, but she also picked up how much Harry liked to be caressed over his middle and chest. He only didn't like it when his shirt rid up halfway into their making-out sessions. He always pulled it down, like he didn't want Haven to see.