Sabrina ; The next generation

Sixty-three

Naomi was all excited as we made our way down the aisle between the many different compartments.

She was jumping around, going on and on about what she wants to do after school, and then she pulled me towards her.

We stumbled into the wall and I had to press a hand to the wall to not fall into her.

We both laughed and I dropped my bag, but then Naomi pulled my lips against hers, kissing me hungrily.

Her hands ran along my neck, digging her nails into my skin, and I moaned softly against her lips.

"Jesus Christ, get a fucking room." I pulled away from Naomi, her hands staying on my neck as we looked towards my cousin Rose.

"Omi, meet my little cousin." I smirked. "Rose, this is Naomi."

Naomi pushed herself off the wall and smiled at Rose. "Which uncle are you the daughter of then?"

I rested my arm over her shoulder, tilting my head at my cousin who rolled her eyes as she pushed past us.

"She's Ron's daughter." I whispered to Naomi who then looked at me and pressed a kiss to my forehead.

"You reckon we traumatised her just now?"

"Probably not." I smiled. "She's not exactly a child. She's fifteen."

I led the way into a compartment, dropping down on the seat. Naomi threw her bag up on the luggage rack, grabbed mine and did the same.

Then she dropped down next to me and laid down, resting her head on my lap.

"I drew a plan." She whispered. "A plan of the places we've fucked at Hogwarts, and the places we have to fuck in before we graduate."

I ran my hand along her collarbone, sliding it into her shirt and into her bra. I withdrew her pack of cigarettes and grabbed one, placing it between my lips and then I reached up to open the window, but as I did, my mother approached quickly, banging her hand against the window.

"No!" She shouted, and Naomi sat up to see what was going on. "Sabrina! You better put that thing away! Not on the train!"

I went to remove it from my lips but then the whistle blew and I smirked as the train started moving.

I waved at my mum while placing the cigarette back between my lips, and I could tell by her expression that I'd receive a howler in the morning.

Naomi laid back down.

"Saved by the whistle." She whispered, shutting her eyes.

"Have you got a lighter on you?" I asked, patting her pockets.

"It's in my bag." She told me, pointing up at her bag that laid above us.

"Oh baby." I groaned and Naomi laughed gently as she rolled off the seat and reached up to grab her bag.

I looked at the way her shirt rose up and revealed her lower abdomen. I leaned back, watching her and then she found her lighter and looked down at me.

She lit my cigarette for me, then dropped down next to me again.

"Your mum's going to kill you." She said through a chuckle, watching me inhale the cigarette, rolling my eyes back as if I was having an orgasm.

When I exhaled, I looked towards the door, wondering why Adriana hadn't come sit with us.

"One second." I handed the cigarette to Naomi who immediately took a puff, and then I left the compartment, walking down the aisle, bumping shoulders with students who walked the opposite way.