That Fan Fiction With No Name

Chapter Five

There are two mild sex scenes in here. I've kept them rather ungraphical.. for now. 

Chapter Five: I spent ten minutes getting ready to go to meet Oliver. When I got down there I was five minutes early, but Oliver was still waiting for me.

“Oh thank god. I thought you weren't going to show up.” he said.

“Where are we going?” he asked curiously.

“You'll see. C'mon.”

I followed him down the steps and out over the grounds. For a moment I thought we were going to go into the Forbidden Forest, until we started walking down to the bank of the lake. When he finally stopped, there was a blanket spread in front of me, that was scattered with rose petals. There was a picnic basket and candles lit all around the area. I looked over at him, biting down hard on my lip. He had obviously tried so hard to impress me, and it was just so cliché that it was adorable.

“Thank you.” I whispered softly, taking his hand and squeezing it.

He picked me up, kissing me deeply. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist. Slowly he staggered over to the blanket, kneeling down next to it as he sat me down. He slid over closer to me, and we stayed like that for a minute, just watching the lake. Then he kissed me again. It wasn't like the kiss before, it wasn't like any time we'd ever kissed. It was filled with passion, and love, almost like he was trying to prove himself to me. I leant back, and he pressed himself on top of me, being careful not to hurt me. The kiss continued like that for what could've been seconds or an eternity. Slowly, his hand made it's way under the hem of my shirt, sliding over my ribcage. Suddenly, I pulled my mouth away from his.

“I'm sorry Oliver, I can't. I don't. Don't know how.” I mumbled against the skin of his neck.

“Neither. Do I.” he whispered, in between soft moans as I nipped on the flesh of his neck.

Then, suddenly the most magical thing happened. It was slightly awkward, but despite that it was still the most amazing thing that ever happened.

When we were done we lay there naked, him on top of me, both of us panting heavily. He closed his eyes and rested his head on my chest, just under my collar bone.

I ran my fingers through his hair slowly, smiling to myself.

“I love you Alexis.” he whispered against the skin.

I grinned at him.

“Ol, what time does Filch lock the doors at?” I asked, raising my eyebrows.

“Shit!” he yelled, jumping up quickly.

I giggled as his foot got tangled in the blanket and he fell backwards, onto his arse.

I grabbed my clothes and put them on as quickly as I could, dragging Oliver behind me. Fortunately the door wasn't locked. But, on the other hand Mrs. Norris was circling the foot of the stairs. The instant she saw us, she ran away to get Filch which meant we had about a minute to get away before I got even more detentions. I pulled Oliver down the hallway, into a broom cupboard that I discovered in second year. I yelped when I stepped back and realised there was already someone in here. I lit up my wand and turned around to see Cedric and Seamus standing naked in front of me. Seamus was slightly bent forward, facing away from Cedric, whose hands were on the Irish boys hips. It didn't take a genius to figure out what they had been doing. I avoided letting my eyes look down and I closed my eyes. After the noise from behind the other side of the door died down, I opened them again, before opening the door, pulling Oliver out with me.

“You two have two minutes to get dressed and come up with a good excuse to explain yourselves!” I yelled through the door.

I folded my arms, looking at Oliver who had a look of absolute horror on his face.

“What?” I said, rather more harsh than I intended.

“I. Just saw. Two things. I never. Ever. Wanted to see.” he said slowly, exaggerating every word.

I shook my head slowly at him. Right then, the door opened and two sheepish faces poked out.

“Alex. Sorry.” they mumbled in synchronisation.

I shook my head again. And started walking towards the common, Cedric rushed after me and Oliver and Seamus waved awkwardly, heading towards the stairs.

“Lex..” he said, watching me.

I ignored him, staring straight ahead at the wall.

“What? Are you pissed at me because I'm gay or what?..” he asked, looking between the wall and my face.

I stopped in my tracks, staring at him in pure disbelief.

“REALLY CEDRIC?! No. I am fucking not. I am pissed at you, because I caught you in the middle of shagging my best friend, and I didn't even know you were going out. Hell, I don't care that he's guy. He could be a donkey for all I care. It'd just be nice if you TOLD ME YOU WERE SEEING SOMEONE!” I yelled, getting closer and closer to him.

He blinked, sighing heavily, before looking at the floor and mumbling “I didn't tell you because I thought you'd hate me. Us. Seamus wanted to tell you, but I couldn't risk it. I'm sorry okay..”

I frowned and stepped away.

“Well, I guess I already know now. There's no point being mad I suppose.”

I grabbed his hand and we continued walking on in slience.

“May I ask you something Lex?”

I shrugged and opened the door into the common room, dropping onto the sofa.

“Why were you and Oliver hiding?” he asked me slowly.

My face suddenly went blank as I tried to come up with some lie.

“Uh, we were hiding from Filch.” I responded.

“Well, believe it or not, I gathered that much for myself thank you. I mean, what were you two doing outside anyway?” he said, raising his eyebrows.

I could feel the blood rush to my face. His jaw dropped as it clicked.

“No, no. Tell me you didn't. No. Alex..” he didn't finish the sentence.

I pulled my knees up, hugging them tight.

“You are fifteen years old Alexis. You're not even old enough to have sex yet. Why the hell would you do that?” he was beginning to raise his voice, making me flinch.

I covered my mouth with the sleeve of the jumper I had on, nervously chewing the cuff.

“Seamus is the same age as me.”

His face filled with blood as he stepped towards me, towering above me. “That. Is. Different.” he yelled.

I shook my head and mumbled, “You're such a prick.”

Suddenly his hand shot out and he slapped me hard. I stared at him shocked.

“Sorry. I'm so, so sorry. Lex..” he was just standing there, watching me.

I stood up and pushed past him.

“Well, we all know who the dominant one in your relationship is. Whatever, I'm going to bed. Don't talk to me. Ever. Again.”