Riddle of the Sphinx

We lay still, holding each other close as the sweat dried on our naked bodies. The night had been long and glorious, as we had had the dorm to ourselves, our first night alone together since the last holidays. The others in the dorm, James, Peter and a lad called David, had gone home for a few nights before we started our NEWT’s. They would arrive back that afternoon, so we decided to enjoy our last morning alone together. Breakfast was a relaxed affair in the great hall, then everyone dispersed. We walked back up to the dorms, where a pile of exam timetables had appeared. Picking one up I paled when I saw the times of our exams. I double-checked against the calendar that hung in the common room, and I knew that there was no mistake, Potions was on the day of the full moon, and Defence Against the Dark Arts followed the following morning, a 9am start.

I sat down heavily in a battered armchair, my perfect day was ruined, and you appeared beside me in a fraction of a second, concern etched deeply into your features.

“The exams; I’ve checked Siri. Potions is on the day of the full moon, DADA is the morning after it. Both are full days. I need at least the morning to recover.”

The sound of defeat in my voice must have been both obvious and painful to you, as you held me tightly to you, one hand caressing my hair, murmuring that it would be fine. You knew what my changes were like; you were with me in your Animagus form. The first time you observed it, you said it had broken your heart to see me in so much pain, but at least when I changed back my body wasn’t littered with bites and scratches. You had half carried me back to the castle, and I had still been pale when I had rejoined lessons that afternoon.

With the exams being scheduled for when they were, I wouldn’t even have time to sleep for 10 minutes. Suddenly I chuckled; Madam Pomfrey wouldn’t be happy. Perplexed, you looked at me, one dark brow raised.

“No I haven’t gone mad.“ I paused, chuckling again. “I was just thinking, Madam Pomfrey will go mad when she finds out about this.”

Your bark-like laugh joined with mine, and everything was fine again. I kissed you, cutting our mirth short, and we moved off upstairs. We locked the door behind us and moved off to lie in a patch of golden sunlight that illuminated your bed. Even before we were undressed I could imagine your pale flesh in that golden light, and it was with desperation to see that vision that I attacked your robes, seeking their removal. Your longing was equal to mine, as it always was, and before long my vision became reality and our naked bodies were bathed in that golden light. I leant over to kiss you again, my lips reaching for yours, and as soon as they touched, your hands locked about me, pulling me over on top of you. With our frames pressed together, moulded to each other, I felt not only myself begin to rise, but you as well. My kisses moved tantalisingly down your chest, causing you to stretch out in pleasure. Suddenly your smile turned to one of triumph, and I knew that you had found the ledge at the back of my bed where I kept my private possessions. I had used it after discovering that I had nosy classmates. When you withdrew your hand I noticed that your fingers held the tube of lubricant that I had kept there for just such an occasion. My grin was coy.

It was I that took you, our first time. My entry was gentle until you relaxed about me, and it escalated from there. I could feel myself reaching the brink of an orgasm like none I had ever experienced, and my hand moved to work on you. I heard you gasp with pleasure, and I briefly wondered what this felt like the other way round. Stars began to form before my closed lids, setting off fireworks behind my golden eyes.