Secret Love

A Lover Unknown

By Me

*It could be a slash or it could be straight. Please don't skip to the end. It ruins the dramatic element.

Harry sighed with pleasure as the hot water streamed down his body. The steam rose up and evaporated before touching the ceiling. He sighed again, and turned it off. Taking his towel down from the shower curtain, he dried himself off, and put the towel around his waist. He heard a low moaning coming from his room. He smiled, and opened the door. She stood there, her large brown eyes waiting for him. He smiled, and jumped on his bed, she doing the same. She crawled over to him, smiling and growling.

"Ahh, no! Not that!" Harry said with mock fear. She pounced on him, and started to lick him. "Ahh, no...stop tickling me!" Harry gasped for air. She finally stopped. He just laid there, one arm over him face. With a cry, she nudged him.

"Boo!" he said, and she jumped back in surprise. He lunged for her this time, and got her. He brought her towards him, and kissed her perfect little face. She tried to break away, but he was too strong.

"I love you so much," Harry said, still kissing her face, sometimes getting licked by her.

"Your perfect nose," he said, and pinched her nose.

"Your hair," he said, and ran his fingers through it.

"Your tongue," he said, and she rewarded him with a kiss.

"And just you!" he said, and hugged her mightily, planting a kiss on the top of her head. She snorted, and pulled back.

"Aww, c'mon! Come back here!" he said, and patted his bed. She kept her nose in the air as she walked out, and Harry sighed. He lay back on his bed. Soon enough, he heard running, and a thump. The he found her sitting delicately on his bed.

"Hee, I knew you'd come back!" he mock-gushed with a grin.

She smiled.

Harry got dressed, a white t-shirt and flannel pants. Har har. He jumped on his bed, and "attacked" her. She yelped in surprise as he rubbed her body, and she licked and nipped his. They had a vicious fight, ending with Harry bruised from several bad nips, and she just sat there, panting.

"Ouch, you hurt me a bit, missy," he said playfully. She sat there impassively.

"God, I love you so much, but won't you ever speak? You're jut like a blonde," he said, and tugged on her hair. She growled lowly, and crept closer to him.

"What can you do to me?" he asked, but was a bit worried.

She jumped on him, and started a licking attack.

"No, no, stop, bad, no, stop, down, no, he he!" he said as he was tickled mercilessly.

"So," he said when she had calmed down. "Where are you sleeping tonight? On the couch, with Donald, with me?" he asked. She just stayed there. He shrugged.

"Ok, I guess you are staying here." He said, and pulled the covers up over himself. He turned out the light.

"Night Maxi, I love you!" he said. She curled up next to him, and barked her consent.

He he, weren't expecting that. Here is a picture of the real Maxi, my puppy dog.