Chapter forty-seven

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"Merlin's beard, I can't believe we fucked for the entire Charms lesson,"

"Do you have any idea how much time passed with your prick in my mouth? You took your time,"

Harry pinched Haven's side as they speed-walked through the corridors on their way the catch the last ten minutes of the Charms lesson they were supposed to be in after Double Potions. Apart from the time they spend on getting each other off in front of the many, many mirrors, they took their time in the shower to clean each other up and catch their breath. 

When they finally got to the door, they opened it and hurried inside. The entire class's attention was fixed on them, even the little Professor Flitwick in the front. Their eyes were drawn to the two's wet hair that they didn't bother to dry after their shower. 

"What in Merlin's name did you two do, jump in the Black Lake?" Professor Flitwick squeaked at them, his eyes widening in shock. 

Harry and Haven shared a look, Harry was unsure of what to their the Professor but Haven seemed to have an answer on the hand. 

"I'm sorry we're so late, Professor," She said as they quickly sat down at the only two free desks at the back of the class. "We were slaying a Basilisk on the seventh floor,"

A burst of muffled laughter went through the class and Professor Flitwick turned red. He brushed them off and tried to regain his posture by rolling his eyes. "Yeah, yeah, get to your seats and take your books out,"

With a wink in Harry's direction, Haven leaned down to take her books out of her bag for the last ten minutes of class. 

Like Professor Flitwick, Harry couldn't help but flush a little red. His dominant composure from before the shower was completely gone and replaced by his usual flustered self that blushed at every little thing Haven said.

Theo, who sat at the desk in front of them, turned around to face them, also winking at Harry and then redirecting his attention to Haven. "So did you manage to get the Basilisk?"

Haven grinned as Harry watched her with big eyes, waiting to see what inappropriate joke she was going to make now. "Oh, yes, it was a long and hard fight but by the end I got it spurting with blood,"

"Oh, my God," Harry groaned and he hid his face in his arms. 

Both Theo and Haven laughed. Theo leaned over to affectionately ruffle his hair.

"What? It's true," Haven said with a chuckle. Just the memory of what they did had her clench her thighs together.

Both of them were exceptionally tired and wanted nothing more than to lie in bed and go to sleep but they knew that being late was considered better than skipping class completely. Besides, right after Charms they would be free for the day and they could stay in bed as long as they liked.

"And now everyone knows we shagged!" Harry complained.

"I hate to be the one to tell you, Harry," Theo started with a faux-sympathetic look, "but everyone already figured. You're quite obvious, both of you. It's hard to miss,"

"Damn it," Harry cursed under his breath, though Haven and Theo both heard. "I'm tired,"

"No kidding," Theo chuckled. "You two stayed away for more than an hour if you include the time between the classes. Weasley, Finnigan and Thomas were betting on how long you two would stay away,"

"Or in other words; how long we would last before exploding with -"

"Yeah, yeah, I get the idea," Harry quickly shut Haven up before she could go in too much lewd detail. 

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