Heart and Soul
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
21
Views:
10,859
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14
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Chapter 8: Confessions of the mind
Heart and Soul
Disclaimer: Most of these are not my characters they belong to J.K. Rowling. I’m just borrowing them.
Summary: Harry is soul bound to a half Fae.
Rated NC-17, I switched it due to my uncontrollable ability to be very graphic in my love scenes, which will come in time. I promise! ;)
*****
Chapter 8: Confessions of the mind
Harry and Erin were excitedly walking out to the Quidditch pitch. This was to be Erin’s first broom ride and as it was Harry’s favorite past time, he couldn’t wait to share it with her.
Over the past week they have spent every waking moment together, holding hands and kissing. Erin was surprised to feel such happiness when she was in Harry’s arms. She had yet to decipher what she was feeling, but she was pretty sure what she felt was love. An unusual concept considering that they had met just a week before. Everything seemed to be happening so fast but her feelings for Harry had grown into something so powerful that she couldn’t figure it out exactly. Glancing over at Harry, she wondered what he was thinking.
And at that moment, Harry was thinking about Erin and about the previous night when their passion became almost too much to bare.
~'
They were quietly walking together to Erin’s room after they spent a day outside, enjoying the summer weather. Erin was happy since she learned that Professor Dumbledore made contact with her father and she was allowed to stay at Hogwarts to learn about who she was. Even though she felt her father had lied to her, she felt that it was worth merit and said so to Harry.
“Harry, I have the feeling that there is more to this then what they are telling us. But, I would gladly go through all again just to be here with you. You are like a breath of fresh air after being alone for so long.” Erin said while looking away unsure how to face Harry after such a confession.
Harry gently turned Erin around towards him and lowered his head for a kiss. Once they made contact he felt the same warmth that he felt each and every time he held her. Their lips met and again they felt the energy run through their veins, searching for the other. At once their energy crashed together like the waves of an ocean in a storm. And this time, instead of pulling away to look at each other as they had done each and every other time they kissed, they held on even tighter, pressing their bodies into one another. Harry held on for dear life and inched his hands down to caress her bottom to bring her in contact with his hardening member. He heard her gasp, and to his surprise, she pressed herself firmly against him further and rubbed herself against him.
Harry moaned deeply with this contact and his knees almost gave out. He stumbled backwards taking her with him as he crashed heavily against the stone wall. He grunted at the contact and reached out for her door knob and opened it. He turned slightly and they stumbled into her room. The back of Harry’s knees came into contact with the arm of the couch, causing Harry to fall over backwards, taking Erin with him. Silently, he was cursing himself for being so clumsy, acting the virgin that he was.
Not once did their lips leave one another and as they landed, Erin placed her legs on either side of Harry’s and pressed herself firmly against him once again. Harry knew she didn’t have any experience prior to him, but their passions were a force within itself, telling them what needed to be done.
Harry caressed her bottom then slowly lifted the hem of her loose flowing gown higher and higher, until he came into contact with the flesh of her thighs. It burned at his touch and with all the bravery he could; he lifted his hands higher to caress her bottom once again, but this time with out the cloth to separate them.
Erin gave a gasp as he did and he froze. He looked up at her and smiled to himself, seeing the shock in her blue eyes. Erin caught the smile playing on his lips and smiled sweetly back. Harry took one of his hands and moved a lock of her hair that had fallen in her face. And as he did so, she caught his hand and kissed the palm of it before pressing it against her cheek. He felt tears there and wondered what it meant. Harry looked at her puzzled until she explained.
“Harry, what is this feeling that runs through my veins every time I look at you or think of you. My heart and soul feels empty when you are not near and it makes me want to curl up and die when I’m not with you. You give me joy that I can not explain. It’s like you are apart of me and I long to be with you.”
Harry’s heart leaped in his chest to hear someone say something so powerful to him, that he was the reason she had these feelings. He tried desperately to say something to her but his throat was so tight with emotion that he couldn’t get the words out.
“Erin.” He said roughly with emotion as he kissed her and poured his heart and soul into that one kiss, begging for her to understand that he felt it, too.
They hadn’t made love that night but, they so wanted to. Harry being the good guy that he was felt that it was too soon for them to take that step. But that didn’t stop them from exploring each others body.
~'
At the Quidditch pitch, Harry mounted his broom and held out his hand to her. She took it and sat behind Harry, holding on tightly as he kicked off from the ground.
Erin laughed out loud excitedly and he zoomed in the air. She was surprised at how wonderful it felt so high up from the ground. She felt like a bird and as she did so she opened her arms wide and fell off the back of the broom.
Harry looked back to see Erin fall and he almost died right then. He turned his broom around quickly and made a dive for her but just as he was about to reach her, she shrunk to about 4 inches and flapped her wings. He pulled up on his broom and started to laugh as he paused in flight to look at Erin. It really didn’t surprise him anymore about what she could do. She was quickly learning how her powers worked and so far, it had all been accidental discoveries.
Erin flew around Harry excitedly with contagious laugher. Harry was laughing so hard that he could barely stay on his broom. Erin was beautiful. She was still in her white flowing shirt and tight fitting shorts that she wore specifically for flying that day. She had little blue wings that shimmered in the sunlight. He could almost compare the wings to that of a butterfly with sharper points to the tips of the wings. Apparently, the magic that caused her to shape shift to that of a fairy, took into account of what she wore.
“Please tell me that you won’t stay in this form.” Harry asked with just a little bit of concern.
Erin shook her head with a smile, and dropped slowly so that he would follow. Just as they landed on the ground, she shimmered and landed on her feet full grown with no wings.
Harry pulled her into his arms and held on to her tightly. He was so afraid that one day he would loose her. What would he do with himself if she left him?
*****
Disclaimer: Most of these are not my characters they belong to J.K. Rowling. I’m just borrowing them.
Summary: Harry is soul bound to a half Fae.
Rated NC-17, I switched it due to my uncontrollable ability to be very graphic in my love scenes, which will come in time. I promise! ;)
*****
Chapter 8: Confessions of the mind
Harry and Erin were excitedly walking out to the Quidditch pitch. This was to be Erin’s first broom ride and as it was Harry’s favorite past time, he couldn’t wait to share it with her.
Over the past week they have spent every waking moment together, holding hands and kissing. Erin was surprised to feel such happiness when she was in Harry’s arms. She had yet to decipher what she was feeling, but she was pretty sure what she felt was love. An unusual concept considering that they had met just a week before. Everything seemed to be happening so fast but her feelings for Harry had grown into something so powerful that she couldn’t figure it out exactly. Glancing over at Harry, she wondered what he was thinking.
And at that moment, Harry was thinking about Erin and about the previous night when their passion became almost too much to bare.
~'
They were quietly walking together to Erin’s room after they spent a day outside, enjoying the summer weather. Erin was happy since she learned that Professor Dumbledore made contact with her father and she was allowed to stay at Hogwarts to learn about who she was. Even though she felt her father had lied to her, she felt that it was worth merit and said so to Harry.
“Harry, I have the feeling that there is more to this then what they are telling us. But, I would gladly go through all again just to be here with you. You are like a breath of fresh air after being alone for so long.” Erin said while looking away unsure how to face Harry after such a confession.
Harry gently turned Erin around towards him and lowered his head for a kiss. Once they made contact he felt the same warmth that he felt each and every time he held her. Their lips met and again they felt the energy run through their veins, searching for the other. At once their energy crashed together like the waves of an ocean in a storm. And this time, instead of pulling away to look at each other as they had done each and every other time they kissed, they held on even tighter, pressing their bodies into one another. Harry held on for dear life and inched his hands down to caress her bottom to bring her in contact with his hardening member. He heard her gasp, and to his surprise, she pressed herself firmly against him further and rubbed herself against him.
Harry moaned deeply with this contact and his knees almost gave out. He stumbled backwards taking her with him as he crashed heavily against the stone wall. He grunted at the contact and reached out for her door knob and opened it. He turned slightly and they stumbled into her room. The back of Harry’s knees came into contact with the arm of the couch, causing Harry to fall over backwards, taking Erin with him. Silently, he was cursing himself for being so clumsy, acting the virgin that he was.
Not once did their lips leave one another and as they landed, Erin placed her legs on either side of Harry’s and pressed herself firmly against him once again. Harry knew she didn’t have any experience prior to him, but their passions were a force within itself, telling them what needed to be done.
Harry caressed her bottom then slowly lifted the hem of her loose flowing gown higher and higher, until he came into contact with the flesh of her thighs. It burned at his touch and with all the bravery he could; he lifted his hands higher to caress her bottom once again, but this time with out the cloth to separate them.
Erin gave a gasp as he did and he froze. He looked up at her and smiled to himself, seeing the shock in her blue eyes. Erin caught the smile playing on his lips and smiled sweetly back. Harry took one of his hands and moved a lock of her hair that had fallen in her face. And as he did so, she caught his hand and kissed the palm of it before pressing it against her cheek. He felt tears there and wondered what it meant. Harry looked at her puzzled until she explained.
“Harry, what is this feeling that runs through my veins every time I look at you or think of you. My heart and soul feels empty when you are not near and it makes me want to curl up and die when I’m not with you. You give me joy that I can not explain. It’s like you are apart of me and I long to be with you.”
Harry’s heart leaped in his chest to hear someone say something so powerful to him, that he was the reason she had these feelings. He tried desperately to say something to her but his throat was so tight with emotion that he couldn’t get the words out.
“Erin.” He said roughly with emotion as he kissed her and poured his heart and soul into that one kiss, begging for her to understand that he felt it, too.
They hadn’t made love that night but, they so wanted to. Harry being the good guy that he was felt that it was too soon for them to take that step. But that didn’t stop them from exploring each others body.
~'
At the Quidditch pitch, Harry mounted his broom and held out his hand to her. She took it and sat behind Harry, holding on tightly as he kicked off from the ground.
Erin laughed out loud excitedly and he zoomed in the air. She was surprised at how wonderful it felt so high up from the ground. She felt like a bird and as she did so she opened her arms wide and fell off the back of the broom.
Harry looked back to see Erin fall and he almost died right then. He turned his broom around quickly and made a dive for her but just as he was about to reach her, she shrunk to about 4 inches and flapped her wings. He pulled up on his broom and started to laugh as he paused in flight to look at Erin. It really didn’t surprise him anymore about what she could do. She was quickly learning how her powers worked and so far, it had all been accidental discoveries.
Erin flew around Harry excitedly with contagious laugher. Harry was laughing so hard that he could barely stay on his broom. Erin was beautiful. She was still in her white flowing shirt and tight fitting shorts that she wore specifically for flying that day. She had little blue wings that shimmered in the sunlight. He could almost compare the wings to that of a butterfly with sharper points to the tips of the wings. Apparently, the magic that caused her to shape shift to that of a fairy, took into account of what she wore.
“Please tell me that you won’t stay in this form.” Harry asked with just a little bit of concern.
Erin shook her head with a smile, and dropped slowly so that he would follow. Just as they landed on the ground, she shimmered and landed on her feet full grown with no wings.
Harry pulled her into his arms and held on to her tightly. He was so afraid that one day he would loose her. What would he do with himself if she left him?
*****