He had to go back. There was no way he couldn't. The temptation, he found, was too hard to resist. So Harry Potter crept out of his bed, tiptoeing across the squeaky floor. Noisy tonight, are we? He thought, silently closing the door to the bedroom.
He gingerly went down the stony steps into the Gryffindor common room. Taking a good look around, it was clear that the only soul in the room was him. This made his heart race with joy and excitement.
Harry sat in his usual armchair, dragging his big toe across the floor. It creaked at his touch, bending slightly when he applied pressure. Oh, how he missed the sounds she made.
He put his entire foot on the wooden panels, a tingling sensation running through his body as he heard the slow moan of the floor. He paused, giving the room around him another look. Alone, still.
Pleasure was his to take.
And great pleasure did he take.
Harry found himself pressed against the floor, locked in a passionate kiss with her. She couldn't kiss all that well, Harry noticed, but she had a lot to throw around. He didn't mind at all, actually. Harry loved her more than anything.
He scraped his nails against the wood, some strips peeling off where his nails left.
Harry broke apart, breathing heavily.
She had definitely gotten better since their last meeting, that was for sure. Now, what else could he...experiment with?
The creak of the floor above jolted him from doing any such thing.
"Harry? What are you doing?" Ron's voice echoed in the empty room.
"Nightmare. Thought I'd come out here to cool off. I'm fine, though." Harry turned to face him, quickly wiping his mouth as he did so.
"Rough, mate. Well, I thought I'd come check on you. It's only four in the morning, you can still come back and sleep for a bit before breakfast." Ron was dressed in his usual pajamas, a striped shirt and pants.
"Right."
"I'll, uh, go back to bed now." Ron waved, yawning and dragging his feet across the floor and out of earshot.
That was close. He could have been caught doing...Harry shuddered. The thought excited him, but there were too many inconveniences that prevented him from doing anything to her.
Alas, he would have to try again another night.
Gently, he crouched to the floor and gave it a swift kiss, letting his finger trail along the floorboard for a second. Then he stood, and walked back to bed.
He didn't sleep at all that night.
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