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𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫: 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭
We might just get away with it, the altar is my hips
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Addy walked into Harry kissing the Golden Snitch at the kitchen table.
He jumped when he heard her enter the room, dropping the ball from his lips as he cleared his throat and flushed a deep shade of red.
She raised her brow at him as she seated herself close by, "A bit unsettling that you chose to kiss and object instead of me, you know."
"No, it's not what you think." Harry shook his head, scoffing, "Look!"
He held the Golden Snitch up towards her, pointing at a phrase that had been etched upon the ball. His eyes flashed eagerly as she slimmed her own to properly view the words.
"I open at the close." Addy murmured, staring at the puzzle, "What about it?"
Harry shrugged, "I dunno yet, but the Resurrection Stone is in here, I know it! That's why Dumbledore left this for me, and the Deathly Hallows are real. I've got one- maybe two, and You-Know-Who's chasing the third!"
"I told you, they're not real!" Hermione exclaimed from the entrance of the tent, having been out searching for food with Ron, "This is getting ridiculous, Harry!"
She advanced towards the couple at the table, seating herself beside Addy while crossing her arms stubbornly.
Both Harry and Hermione had been going back and forth about the Deathly Hallows ever since their visit to the Lovegood's home several weeks ago, debating if it was what Dumbledore wanted them to go after or not.
Regulus appeared from his location from the boys' room, stretching and yawning. His hair was muzzled upon his forehead as an indication that he'd just woken up from a satisfying nap.
"What do you think about the Deathly Hallows, Regulus?" Hermione interrogated him, "Harry's still on about the fact that they're real and Dumbledore wanted him to go after them."
"My mother, when I was a child, used to force Sirius and I to study the tale, however I doubt she was aware of the Deathly Hallows." he responded formally, using his wand to tug out a chair and sit beside Harry, "But, I do vaguely remember my father discussing with his good friends about a powerful wand that is rumored to have been passed between wizards of different generations."
"See!" Harry smugly announced, "If the Invisibility Cloak and Elder wand exist, that means the Resurrection Stone has to be real. It's in this snitch!"
Hermione sighed exasperatedly, "Harry, Dumbledore gave us clear instructions to get to the horcruxes. It'll be no use to be side tracked by unnecessary tasks, and you need to understand that. Yes, the Cloak is real and perhaps the Elder wand also real, but that doesn't mean there is such a thing as Deathly Hallows."
With her final words, Hermione stood from the table and stormed out of the tent again. Her voice could be heard clashing with Ron's somewhere outside, although they grew distant as they departed in search of their dinner.
Regulus sighed as he too got up on his feet, tusking in the direction Hermione had disappeared from, "Narrow minded, that one." he turned to Harry, "I'll see if I can remember any potential information my family might have given to me without realizing it."
He withdrew from the table, disappearing behind the exit of the tent to presumably explore the area.
Regulus preferred to isolate himself many times from the teens, only to return with a hypothesis or conclusion he'd jumped to after allowing his memories to bury him for an afternoon.
Addy wondered whether he felt as if he weren't vital to the four; she had brought him along so that he could share his discoveries with Harry and Hermione, although they'd figured things out themselves during their stay at Grimmauld Place.
Regulus didn't know anymore than they did, which led them to run miles in overly large circles.
Harry gritted his teeth as he stared down at the Golden Snitch, frustrated by Hermione's stubbornness to be open minded for once. He clearly believed that the Deathly Hallows were important for their journey, managing to find a fit for each piece.
Addy knew Hermione had a point though; they weren't one hundred percent sure of his theories, and could potentially be wasting time dwelling upon unimportant matters. On the contrary, they were getting nowhere with finding the horcruxes in the first place.
She glanced around the tent with realization that she and Harry were alone, a spark of mischief igniting in her core.
She bit her lip to suppress the wicked smile that formed with an idea she'd gotten in the instance. Past nostalgia simmered into her system due to the familiar sensations that overcame her body whenever the two felt reckless back at Hogwarts.
Her feet directed her out of her chair, shuffling around the table to where he sat across from her. She was surprised by her own confidence that crept upon her after a long time span as she neared him.
Addy straddled him on his seat, parting her legs to be positioned on either side of his own; the tips of her shoes grazed the floor lightly. The Golden Snitch fell out of his hands as he sucked in a breath, leaning back into the chair to recover from his shock of the action.
His hands stumbled upon her waist, unprepared by her abrupt motive as his cheeks glowed a faint pink at their position. He allowed his gaze to wander down her torso, shifting in his seat at her weight against him.
"Er- Adds," Harry began, glancing down at his lap, "What are you- um, doing?"
She couldn't help but grin at his flusteredness as she innocently spoke, "Nothing, why?"
𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭
Addy leaned forward to push her lips against his, purposely sliding her hips on his lap to meet his. Her tongue dove into his mouth as she fumbled with the hem of his shirt to remove it, taking note of the sensation that pulsed in her core.
Harry groaned into her mouth once her fingertips grazed his v-line while she was working on his belt, lifting his hips slightly to grind them against hers. He was already hard; she could feel his size through his trousers pressing up against her.
She tasted the desperation against his lips as she tossed aside his belt and hastily began to unbutton his trousers. His hands tightened their grip on her waist as he exhaled into her mouth.
"Addy- what if someone sees us." he murmured faintly into her mouth, eyes flickering open to peer around the tent.
She pulled away with a smirk, letting her hands travel down his shoulders and linger upon his chest, "That's the fun of it, isn't it? Can you handle the risk?"
He nodded uncertainty, still eying the entrance of the tent where Hermione and Regulus had left moments earlier. Ron was out with them as well.
Addy thought quickly as she climbed off of Harry's lap, kneeling before him on the floor while gently easing his thighs apart. She flickered her eyes up towards him in a questioning manner to ensure he was alright with what she was doing, in which he responded with a breathy yes.
Her hands moved to tug off his trousers and boxers from his legs with some assistance from him, detangling them from his ankles. She felt herself growing incredibly wet at the sight of his hard erection in front of her.
She tied up her hair as she caught his lustful eyes with her own, noticing his clenched fists that remained at his sides with anticipation. His chest rose and fell with his heavy breathing, occasionally glancing at the entrance of the tent anxiously.
"Relax, Ry." Addy murmured to him in assurance, "We won't be caught."
She finally positioned her head forward, allowing her lips to flutter upon his inner thighs while she gripped them in place. His hands descended down his legs as he firmly dug them into his skin to prevent from pushing her head.
One of her hands moved to take his length into her hands, which permitted her to run her tongue against his tip agonizingly slow. A groan escaped from him as he shuddered with the contact, tensing the muscles in his legs while digging his fingernails deeper into knees.
Addy took him into her mouth then, careful not to let her teeth graze him. Her lips closed around his cock as she gagged slightly with how deep he was getting into her. He stiffened with the sudden amount of pleasure that jolted his system, his head falling back as he closed his eyes.
She swirled her tongue around his tip, earning another loud moan from him. He couldn't control himself any longer, reaching to tangle his hands through her hair. He pushed her head in farther to take him in deeper, his tip grazing the back of her throat.
"God Addy... ah yes, right there- just like that," Harry breathed out, absently pulling her head back and forth on him.
Her hands moved to pleasure the part of his cock she couldn't fit into her mouth, ignoring the hard surface beneath her knees. His fingertips were tugging on strands of her hair sharply as he became overwhelmed by the pleasure.
His legs spread out wider for her to gain an easier access, tilting his head back against the chair as he parted his lips to release contented sounding groans that infiltrated the tent.
His hair fell across his forehead lazily as he crammed his eyes shut with the course of bliss that brewed between his legs.
Harry continued to direct her head in ways to reach his maximum pleasure, his tip ramming into the back of her throat repeatedly. She choked over his size every once in a while, tears streaming down her cheeks as her eyes burned but she found it satisfying.
His cock swelled in her mouth, indicating that he was nearing his release already. She was triumphant at how quick she could get him to finish, fueled by courage as she swirled her tongue around his tip.
She hallowed her cheeks to properly suck him at a steady pace, dripping wet at the feeling of his cock in her mouth. His legs began to tremble with the overstimulation, bucking his hips upward vigorously.
"Close- m'close..." Harry mumbled out, unable to form full sentences as his head lolled forward with contentment.
The grip he had on her hair loosened as the pleasure built up quickly, no longer moving his hips as he tiredly groaned. She maintained the same pace she'd begun with, running her tongue down his length while continuing to suck him off.
Harry's breathing became dense as his chest rose and fell rapidly, tensing his muscles whenever she sucked him harder or took him in deeper. His hands mustered the courage to push her head up and down his length, moaning at her interfering tongue.
A warm liquid filled her mouth as an indication of him finishing, and he fell back against his chair with a final gasp of fulfillment. His movements of pulling her head eventually slowed to a stop, allowing her to pull her lips off of him and swallow the liquid.
𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫
Addy wiped her mouth with her wrist as she heard Hermione, Regulus, and Ron's voices approaching the tent. She met Harry's lustful eyes fearfully as she stood from the floor.
"Quick, put your clothes on, they're coming." she hissed, tossing him his trousers and shirt.
He scoffed as he tugged the fabric over his body, "I thought you were the one that said you could handle the risk."
She smacked his head before tugging on his hand, pulling him from his seat as he got dressed while glancing back at the entrance. Being caught by Regulus was the last thing she wanted to experience.
Addy yanked him into her bedroom right when the tent flap opened, breathing out a sigh of relief at dodging the close call.
She knew Hermione wouldn't come in and bother them for the night; she preferred to keep the night watch and sleep throughout the early morning on most days to their benefit.
She felt immensely guilty for having Harry in her room for that reason, although Hermione always dismissed the matter whenever it was brought up.
Once Harry had freshened up, he collapsed onto her bed tiredly while peeking up at her from her pillow. She was nearby, glancing around the room in search of extra blankets.
Winter nights in the tent were utterly freezing. Often, they spent the night huddled by a fire outside because their heating charms weren't efficient enough.
"I'm not cold, I'm fine." Harry insisted to her, watching as she ducked her head to search for the comforters.
"Yes, but you'll change your mind later." Addy fussed, letting out a sigh at the loss of success, "You don't do well under low temperatures."
When she passed by the bed once more, Harry reached out to snake his arms around her waist, tugging her down onto the mattress fiercely. She squealed with surprise as he pulled her against his chest, kissing her neck softly.
He chuckled with her reaction, holding her close, "You can keep me warm then, will you?"
Addy exhaled, unable to keep her smile buried away. She shifted in his grasp, gently easing his arms to wrap tighter around her torso as she inched backwards to remain close. Somehow, she managed to twist around to meet his face, sliding his glasses from off his nose.
He blinked as she set them back onto the nightstand beside her bed before fully settling in. He buried his face into her neck, letting his fingertips trace the length of her arm slowly.
She felt at ease with the infatuated touches he provided upon the mere elements of her skin, each flutter of a kiss belonging to a discovered emotion that merged with another. His lips never hoaxed the reckless scars of their invisible string that bonded their souls into one.
Harry was silent, and the sound of the rain pattering against the exterior of the tent filled their satisfaction. He didn't bother to release her from his grip like he had done over seven months ago, entwining his legs with hers.
"Adds?" his lips whispered into her ear after a passing time.
"Yeah?"
Harry cleared his throat once, hesitating before speaking, "So- erm, you remember when you told me that you- er, you know... slept with a girl?"
"I do, why?" she asked quietly, smoothing her palms over the muscles of his arms.
Anxiety pricked her stomach with his question. She forced herself to inhale and exhale calmly, trying to be rational with the knowledge of how he would never judge her. However, her heart thudded against her chest rapidly, screaming terrors she wished not to dwell upon.
"No reason," he replied softly, letting his fingertips run through her hair, "So are you..."
"Bisexual?" Addy finished with a flush, thankful that she wasn't facing him, "Yeah, Mary- she sort of helped me figure that out."
"Oh, really?"
She nodded, "Mmhm, she guessed that I was with someone, but I don't think she expected it to be a girl."
He lightly smirked, "I'm not that surprised to be honest. Remember Mae Diggory?"
Addy groaned, leaning her head back against him as she hid her face in her hands, "Ry, stop. I know what you're going to say."
"You always do." Harry's grin was fading as he paused, clearing his throat several times.
"And besides," she turned her head back to face him with a pointed look, "It was so obvious that you had the hots for Cedric-"
"Did not!" he protested, flushing red, "Why- who, that doesn't-"
She triumphantly settled into her position again, "That just confirmed my suspicions."
He let out a scoff, but lowered his head to kiss her neck once more wordlessly. It was always like that with him; he let her have the last word when he felt generous.
"Well, I don't mind if you're bi or not." Harry finally said, "I'll still love you no matter what."
Addy bit her lip as butterflies fluttered within her, "I love you too."
His fingers then knotted across her stomach, indicating there were words that begged to slip away like a bottle of wine.
She remained silent to give him the opportunity to do so, wrapping his arms around her tightly and basking in the warmth of his body. His breath fanned against the back of her neck delicately, in sync with the way his chest rose and fell.
"Can I ask you a question?" he murmured in query, allowing for his fingertips to brush her hair.
"Of course."
Harry cleared his throat, "If I didn't- er, you know... break up with you, would you have still been with-"
"Mia." Addy said, "Her name's Mia."
"Right... so would you have still-"
"Obviously not." she shook her head, bringing his knuckles up towards her lips to kiss them, "You and I weren't together, and I guess I felt some sort of satisfaction of doing stuff with someone other than you... but if we were together, I couldn't've had eyes for anyone else, since you'd be all I think about."
He rested his forehead against her neck, "I messed up, didn't I?"
"Messed up is an understatement." Addy snorted, "But you redeemed yourself quite well if I do say so myself."
"Yeah, thanks to my talented tongue-"
"Anyways," she said loudly to drown out the rest of his words, poking him in the ribs, "Was there something else you wanted to say?"
"I think you know the answer to that." Harry quietly chuckled, extending his hand in a way to entwine it with hers.
She fixed her eyes upon Hermione's bed across from where they were located, "Well, what is it?"
"...It just feels so weird to be almost back to normal, you know?" he finally said.
Addy curled into his figure, "As in how we're together again?"
"Yeah." Harry nodded hesitantly, "I feel like I don't deserve you right away. I feel like I have to work in order to have your forgiveness. Its just strange to be holding you right now when you have every right to tell me to go kill myself."
She sharply turned to face him, "I would never do that! No matter how angry I am with you, I don't want to see you die. Your head that came out of the locket confirmed that fear."
His eyes avoided hers and stared at her chin, "I don't know if you remember, over a year ago, before we were entering our sixth year at Hogwarts, your dad-"
"Threw a book at me?" Addy finished, "Yeah, I certainly remember that..."
He sadly scoffed, "No, well yes that happened but that's not what I'm on about. According to you, he said that he didn't want you to- to hang around me because I was dangerous. You moved on and said that you'd never leave me... but those words were in my head for the longest time. Whenever you would leave, either for the night or for another class back at Hogwarts, I would always wonder whether that would be our last kiss. I was scared that your dad was right and would be threatened by Vol- sorry, You-Know-Who. And that night at the cave with Dumbledore- I thought your dad was right. You had to take that potion only because you were with me and I could never forgive myself for forcing you to go through that torture. You screamed for me to stop, kept hiding your face and crawling away whenever I tried to get close, and flinched at my touch, and that was then I realized... I had to push you away in order for you to stay safe. I didn't care if I was miserable or not; nothing matters more than seeing you alive and well."
Droplets of his tears landed on her neck as he sniffed, meekly rubbing her skin while mumbling apologies. Her gut wrenched with his behavior as she turned her body around completely, letting her forehead fall against his shoulder.
He held her tightly while burying his face within her hair, his fingertips tracing absent patterns along her back. It seemed as if he didn't necessarily need her comfort; he received it from merely perceiving the warmth and life in her body.
Addy could visibly see how upset the matter made him, and knew him having an emotional breakdown was something he was struggling to push aside. His grip around her was so strong, as if attempting to squeeze the subject from his mind.
"Can I ask you a question now?" she inquired with a whisper, inching backwards to view his face.
He blinked as she brushed his tears away, before nodding.
Addy bit her lip as she racked her mind for something to discuss, and the topic swirled into her mind almost instantly.
"What should we do about the engagement ring?" she finally asked.
Harry's eyes filled with hope, even though he tried his best to dim it, "Oh- I dunno... it's your choice. I don't wanna pressure you into anything."
"Well, what do you want to do about it, first of all?" Addy curiously examined him, "Have you changed your mind since you first thought of the idea?"
He instantly shook his head, "No, definitely not. I still want to marry you. Adelaide Potter will be the future I'll always want."
Her cheeks tinged a shade of pink at the name as she struggled to hide her shy grin, "Alright then... I think we can save the ring for when we're older. We're only seventeen and we don't know anything, and- and we should go slow with where we're at right now, rather than rushing through things."
Harry nodded understandingly, "Okay... okay, that works. You can keep the ring if you want for now, or do whatever you want with it. Once this bloody war is over, I'm gonna take you to our cottage and buy you an even better ring."
She wrapped her arms around his neck, allowing for her eyes to fall upon his desirous lips. She really couldn't help herself.
Addy tilted his chin downwards slightly to face her, "I'll certainly keep the ring you gave me, maybe give it back to you so that you can propose more properly next time, hmm?"
Harry retracted his hands from her body as they pressed against her heated cheeks, using them to guide her lips towards his ravenously, "Adds, you should've seen what I'd planned. You wouldn't be able to walk after that night, and yes in that way..."
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