Chapter 1 : The Beginning
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"Hmm...I think I can help with that," said a voice from the doorway of Harry's room. Harry looked up quickly to see Ron leaning against the doorframe, a secretive grin on his face. Harry smiled as his eyebrow rose.
"What do you have in mind, Mr. Weasley?" He asked trying to act innocent. Ron just chuckled then shut the door behind him.
"You'll just have to find out for yourself," he said walking over to the bed and sitting next to Harry.
"Oh! I'm shaking with antici...pation," Harry said licking his lips. Ron grinned then slowly climbed ontop of Harry, grinding his hips against his seductively until their lips finally met. Ron's tongue pushed against Harry's begging for entry. Harry complied, parting his lips and letting their tongues entwine. Ron left trails of kisses down his jawline onto his chest. Harry moaned and gripped his hands in Ron's mass of curly red hair. He pulled his mouth back to his and their tongues began to battle for dominance. Ron began to nibble playfully at Harry's bottom lip playfully.
"Fuck Ron," Harry whispered. Suddenly the door burst open.
"Hey, you guys I-" Hermione stopped dead in her tracks, eyes wide at the image infront of her. Her cheeks slowly began to redden, but her eyes never left them.
"Nice," said a girl coming into the room from behind Hermione with a devilish grin on her pale lips. The girl was only about 5'2'' in height. She had short black hair cut at an angle with two white streaks on either side of her side part and bangs across her left eye. Her midnight black eyes were covered in thick black eyeliner and red eyeshadow hidden behind black glasses.The left side of her lip was pierced along with the right side of her nose. Her skin was considerably pale in contrast to her all black attire. Harry quickly pushed Ron off, causing Ron to hit the floor with a thud and pulled his boxers back on.
"Ow...what the fuck?! Don't you know how to knock?" Ron asked standing up and rubbing his head.
"I-I-" Hermione began, but couldn't finish.
"If we would have knocked, we would have missed the show now wouldn't we?" The girl said smiling raising an eyebrow at him.
"Who the hell are you?" Harry asked, his face solid red from embarrassment.
"Laura. Laura Sterling," she replied, ignoring his rude tone.
"I'm Ron Weasley," Ron said smiling.
"And I'm Harry Potter." Harry extended his hand toward her. She just ignored his gesture and he pulled his hand away annoyed.
"Well, I'm gonna get going. You know...places to go people to hate and all that shit," Laura said turning and walking back toward the door. "Come on Granger." Hermione just stood there still in shock. Laura sighed then slapped her across the face. "Get your fucking ass in gear and lets go." Harry's mouths fell open.
"Oh, yeah...okay. I'll see you later guys," she said avoiding eyecontact with them then followed Laura out the door.
"What the fuck was that about?" Harry said shuting the door and turning back to Ron.
"What was what about?" Ron asked sitting down on the bed and opening a chocolate frog.
"That Laura girl. Who exactly is she? Why is Hermione friends with her? And why is she such a bitch?" Harry asked, his brows furrowing together.
"I thought she was cool," Ron said plopping the frog into his mouth.
"Pssht...you just want in her pants," Harry said rolling his eyes.
"That's not true! You know your pants are the only ones I want into," Ron said swallowing.
"Yeah well, I don't trust her. We should stay away from her," Harry said laying down on his bed next to Ron.
"Just give her a chance, she's new," Ron said softly as he ran his fingers through Harry's thick black hair.
"I guess, but I still don't trust her," he relpied sternly thinking about her secretive midnight eyes.
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