falling ; hp

─── fifteen

To reduce her anger, Willow decided to sleep. Throughout the sleep, she didn't know when a certain green eyed boy snuck in and made himself comfortable beside her.

Willow frowned when she felt a warm hand tucking a strand of hair behind her ear softly. She slowly opened her eyes to see Harry, who was already looking at her. She was about to snuggle closer to him, but suddenly she thought about the argument they had earlier, which made her turn her around and face the other side.

"Come on, Will.." Harry muttered as he pulled her towards him swiftly. Her back was pressed against his chest firmly. Willow tried to wiggle out from his grip, but she couldn't.

"Leave me, Harry," Willow whispered.

"Will... I'm sorry, alright? I really am sorry..." Harry started off. "It was so lonely for me there... I wrote many letters to them and I didn't get any response.. I was about to go mad.. but your letters were the only reason why I stayed sane... but that didn't last as well..." Harry paused as he felt Willow slowly relax.

"Vernon found out that I was secretly reading the letters you sent me... so, he burnt those right in front of my eyes.." Willow placed her arm above his arm, which was wrapped around her waist.

"And when I finally got the chance to meet you all, you guys were hiding many things which furiated me -"

"I swear I was not aware of any -"

"Yeah, I know.. Hermione and Ron said the truth. " Harry cut her off as Willow listened to him. "I needed you guys.... I needed you... and adding to the fact that this twat Dudley wouldn't even stop nagging me" Willow slowly turned around as she faced him, still with his arms around her waist.

She softly pushed the little strands of his hair aside and caressed his cheek softly.

"I'm sorry, Harry," Willow whispered. Harry held her hand, which was kept at his cheek, and kissed it softly before shaking his head.

"You're not the wrong here... no one was, to be honest," he said and looked into her eyes. Willow's heart melted. How can a boy be so selfless? Slowly, Willow leaned in as she captured his lips. Harry didn't waste a second as he kissed her back immediately. One of his hands was placed at her waist, and the other was at the base of her neck.

The kiss was soft at the beginning, but soon, things started to get heated when Harry's tongue brushed her lowerlip softly, asking him to explore her mouth. Willow immediately obliged him as she opened her mouth. Harry smiled against her lips as his tongue ravished her mouth.

Please don't make any sound!

Willow mentally chanted as one of her hands was kept around his neck, and the other was clutching his shirt. She gasped inaudibly when she felt Harry's hand at her waist as her tee shirt was a little risen. Harry paused a little in the kiss as he looked at her eyes to check any sort of discomfort. Willow shook her head in tiny before clashing her lips against his lips.

Harry's hand had a firm grip at her waist as he pulled her even closer( when they were already close enough). He moved his lips away from her lips as he started sucking her neck. Willow grasped his tee shirt even more tighter as she felt breathless all of a sudden.

"Harry..." she muttered.

"I'm here," he whispered hoarsely as he continued the process. Willow tilted her head back in pleasure as she let out a sigh.

A loud bang from the door made them pull apart. Harry sighed irritatedly as he stared at the door.

"The dinner is ready, Willy!" Molly said. "Call Harry as well for having dinner!"