Colin found himself in the library before curfew again. He wanted to talk to Vi about the wounds on her, wanted to know if she has a problem and if she wanted to talk about it. Maybe with him and if not with him then to someone. Someone who could help.
It's a problem and every problem has a solution.
Right?
But this is a difficult problem, something that deals with a matter that perhaps he hasn't encountered before. But there is always a first time for everything, this he is most certain of.
If it is something he hasn't encountered maybe the solution lies somewhere he hasn't been to before.
His eyes trailed over to the most dimly corner of the library. The Restricted Section.
He never had a reason to peruse the books over there but maybe now...
He was the only student left in the library, it's now or never. Madam Pince will probably not ask him if he didn't look shady.
So he confidently strode over there and if confidently meant sneaking around while impersonating a ninja.
He peeked into the Restricted Section and suddenly felt simultaneously grateful and regretted not having brought his camera. Madam Pince hates the thing- partly because he caught him taking pictures of the book contents when his hand got too tired of writing.
Harry Potter was snogging Ginny Weasley.
Everybody knows that they are a thing but knowing it and actually seeing it is actually very- way different.
Colin knows that he shouldn't be seeing this- watching it even, especially now that half the buttons on Harry's shirt has been opened and he has his hand on Ginny's thigh which was wrapped around his hips. Kisses going lower, hands roaming each other... He can hear their soft moans and heavy breaths.
That- he realized- will be his cue to leave.
He grabbed the nearest book that seemed like it will have something to do with vampires and creatures of the dark. It's black and has a red print in it so it's something, he guessed. He yanked it from the shelf, he didn't realize that it was chained. He pointed his wand at it and casted a quick disentanglement spell. It was released but Harry has noticed.
He whipped his head towards Colin's direction. But he was squinting, Ginny has put on his glasses. She turned his attention back to her by pulling on his tie that was already undone.
Colin ran as fast as he could out of the library and quickly made his way back to the dorm. A bunch of people were in the common room but he didn't want to stop and have a talk with anyone.
"Hey, Colin. Do you want to trade Pokemon cards?" Dean Thomas asked after him.
"No, I'm going to be busy," Colin said already halfway to the stairs to the room that he shared with three other boys, used to be four but not everyone returned to Hogwarts.
"What? Got yourself a bird?" Dean called after him. It's a Wednesday night after all and Wednesday is Pokemon night. But yesteryears fanatic frenzy felt little value to Colin as he continued on to his room.
"That'll be the day!" He shouted. The students in the common room all laughed with him. Certainly not Colin Creevey with his jibber jabber about everything. Certainly not Colin Creevey with his flash at anything camera. Certainly anyone but him. Girls don't like jibber jabber and curiosity, they like brooding and mystery. Colin is certain of that.
He removed his robes and put on his pajamas, carelessly tossing the black book with the red prints on his bed. His roommates haven't arrived yet. Probably with their special friends. Everyone has a special friend nowadays. Even Dennis has that one special friend- a girlfriend. It didn't bother Colin- he's friends with everybody so much so that he never had time to deem anyone special. It didn't bother him really, well, until now that is.
He climbed into his bed and opened the book.
And it was unexpectedly glorious.
If the book could have glowed and lit up to be more similar to the moment he found his wand, he'd bet his bottom knut that it would. He hurriedly grabbed his wand and closed off his drapes. It was dark inside his four poster bed. "Lumos," he whispered.
He drew the light from his wand to the moving pictures on the book.
Tonight Colin Creevey is going to learn about sex.
In the totally uneducational, completely biased, purely for pleasure, wizarding way.
And it's about damn time.
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Colin is sure that he is dreaming but this one is unlike any of his dreams he had before.
The girl in front of him has a face. Every other one that came before only had blurs and came and went as soon as he had his release but this one seemed to want more.
They were in a broom closet. He was sweating, she was sweating too. There was the sound of chatter in the hallways- something about an upcoming Quidditch match. The girl removed the camera cord that hang around his neck, she dropped it but it didn't make a sound. Her purple eyes were bright in the darkness and so was her white as light hair. "Fuck me," her plump lips said. "Make it quick."
He pulled her closer to him, his heart pounding in anticipation. He can taste her just by smelling the air, it was thick with both of their scents. She turned her back against him and grind against his growing bulge, he was pushed to the walls beside the brooms. He felt her moistness against her thin underwear and found that she was dripping with sweat and pleasure, this only added to his already raging hardness. He pushed his fingers further between her walls and rubbed her swell while pumping his fingers in. She was so warm and he felt her walls closing on his phalanges. She moaned as she grind harder against him. He sucked on her neck, this time- he'll be the one to mark her.
He told her to bend over...
Bend...
Over...
"Oi! Creevey! Get up! Get up, will you?"
Colin opened his eyes and tried to focus on the three faces around him. It was only daybreak and his three roommates has already risen. "What?"
"Tough morning?"
"Stiff?"
"Hard?"
"Get to the point, will you?" Colin rubbed his head and laid back in bed, breakfast will not be for another two hours and classes not for another three. There's still time to sleep. Time to finish his dream.
"Oliver visited you last night, mate?"
"What?"
All three of his roommates pointed to the bulge and Colin quickly realized what everyone was on about and he pulled his pillow and covered it. He was too lightheaded to think anyway, all the blood had rushed to make that bulge.
"We advise you to take care of your Oliver, we'll be at the field. First Quidditch match after all this time. Everyone is watching the practice. We'll meet you- just take care of that first," one his roommates said.
"Congratulations, Colin."
"Just don't take too long and enjoy!"
Then Colin was alone again.
He retrieved the black and red book from under his bed. Suddenly he felt contempt for it. What was exciting last night and curious was suddenly frightening now. It just cost him something that he could never have back ever again. No matter what.
Colin Creevey just lost his innocence.
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I hope to Dumbledore that this doesn't get labelled as mature... yet. Hahahaha! It's only the beginning though.
Song up top is Demons/ The Monster mashup by IM5. I love this mashup by them so much and I am still very sad that they broke up because their harmonization was fcking A1! Also, I go emo on this mashup all the one.
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Dear Bright Eyes| Colin Creevey
Fanfiction"All he wanted was a picture. All she wanted was a bite."
