Your Body Is a Wonderland

Your Body Is a Wonderland

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Harry

I thought the O.W.L. exams were bad enough; these bloody N.E.W.T. exams are going to be the death of me. I may take George's advice after all. It would be worth faking a scar attack to get out of all this. Hermione's right though, this is where our seven years of hard work has leaded us. Easy for her to say, she really has been working hard for seven years. I wish I would have worked harder myself now. Oh well, it will all be over soon. I'm going to really miss it here. Maybe I'll go for a career in teaching, like Hermione, that way we could come back here as professors. And it would mean that I could stay with Hermione. That's what I would look forward to most.

I guess I could have gone to Hogsmeade today. Now that Fred and George own Honeyduke's and we can go there anytime through the tunnel, it hardly seems worth wasting a weekend on it. Besides, I hate being the third wheel with Ron and Luna. I still can't help being a little jealous of Ron. Luna had asked me out before him, but I was already in love with Hermione. Oh well, she and Ron make a great couple, and it's certainly helping his grades. I wish it were Hermione and I together, sipping our butterbeers and talking about Crumple Horned Snorkacks. Well, we probably wouldn't be talking about those, but the butterbeer sounds good. Instead, I'm stuck here, studying. At least Hermione is with me. I don't think I could read another word about human transfiguration. I've suggested that we could slip down to the Room of Requirement for some practice on Defense. She's all for it, so let's go.

We got the afternoon

You've got this room for two

One thing I've left to do

Discover me

Discovering you

This room has certainly come in handy over the years. It was a perfect place to hold our secret DA meetings two years ago. And if we hadn't hid Draco in here last year, his father would have been able to kill him for sure. I'll have to thank Dobby again for telling me about it. A room that contains anything you desire, I shudder to think what Fred and George used to do in here. I remember that they said that it was very important, that if two people were going in, both of them had to want the same thing, or the room would not appear. I'm trying heard to concentrate on the room being filled with all our old DA stuff, but I keep getting distracted by Hermione. I shouldn't have let her walk in front of me. I understand why Flitwick is always so happy now; those skirts are enough to drive a bloke insane. Well, the door has appeared, so I must have been able to concentrate after all. Maybe all those Occlumency lessons are finally paying off.

Whoa, this isn't our old DA room. Something must have gone wrong. You certainly don't need a king-size bed for Defense against the Dark Arts. And what's a fireplace doing in here? Something smells good, must be all the candles. And since when did it snow in early October? There never used to be a window in here. Those strawberries look good. I wonder where that music is coming from. Sounds like an American singing. This place is amazing! I bet Hermione's pissed though; you can hardly study Defense in here. I wonder what she's smiling for then.

One mile to every inch of

Your skin like porcelain

One pair of candy lips and

Your bubblegum tongue

Hermione

I can't believe this room! Harry doesn't seem like he expected this either. That bed looks really comfortable; I wonder what the thread count on those sheets is. Oh, look at the fireplace! I love a nice fire in the hearth. And those candles are just like the ones I have back home in my room, next to those pictures of Harry and me. The windows look so nice, with the snow shining like diamonds on them. Strawberries! Dad always gets mum those for Valentine's Day. I like this music that's playing. His voice is oddly...sensual. Did this happen because I was thinking about what I'd rather be doing with Harry than studying? That can't be right though, if both of us were thinking of separate things, the room would never have appeared. So how could...oh.

Harry

Wow, I thought only Ron could go that red in the face. I didn't think it was that hot in here. That would explain her fanning herself, though. Maybe she's upset; she probably thinks that I caused this to happen. How am I supposed to explain that, the reason we can't study Defense, is because at the time I was supposed to be thinking about out old DA room, I was too busy watching her ass. It doesn't make sense though; the room should have never appeared in the first place. For this to happen, we would both have had to be thinking about...why is Hermione holding my hand?

And if you want love

We'll make it

Swimming a deep sea

Of blankets

Take all your big plans

And break 'em

This is bound to be a while

Your body is a wonderland

Your body is a wonder

(I'll use my hands)

Your body is a wonderland

Hermione

How long has Harry felt like this, as long as I have? Why didn't he say anything? Why didn't I? If only I would have known! I always thought that he saw me as just a friend, but this isn't a "friendly" room. I'm surprised there aren't mirrors on the ceiling. He jumped a little when I reached for his hand. I bet he's still trying to figure out what's going on. Well, Luna said she had to be the one to make the first move with Ron, so I guess it's my turn now.

Harry

"What do you mean, it did work out properly?" What is Hermione talking about? What are we supposed to do, charm the strawberries to attack us? Are we supposed to learn how to defend ourselves against the attacker with fresh fruit? I mean, the only thing you could really do in here is have a nice kip, or maybe a snog session. She's holding both my hands now. She really is beautiful close up like this. I always did think that she had eyes like warm cocoa. She's got a kind face, one that makes you feel...safe. And those lips, I've had a month worth of dreams about those. It's her fault though; she was the one who gave me that kiss on the cheek at the end of fourth year. I wish I would have moved my face and gave her a proper kiss. I'd give every galleon to my name for a second chance at that. She's coming closer now. I wonder if that mistletoe is still here.

Something 'bout the way

Your hair falls in your face

I love the shape you take when crawling

Towards the pillowcase

Hermione

Wow, our first kiss! I could get used to that. I can tell he's still a bit apprehensive, but he certainly didn't try and stop me. The second one was even better. It's true, third time is a charm. I'll have to thank him for having the foresight to brush his teeth after lunch. I guess I won't have to tell him that I had my tonsils out now. I'm never complaining about Quidditch again either, did Viktor have this kind of body? You could break walnuts on this stomach. I'll be damned, there's some now! I wish he'd put his damn wand down though, it's poking me right in the stomach...wait...that's his wand on the table. Oh my. Hello, sailor!

Harry

Man, am I glad that I didn't go with a button down today. I think Hermione would have ruined it. I'm glad these are Dudley's old pants too, I'd hate to think what might happen if she'd ran the zipper down like that on a snug pair. Why do girls have to wear such complicated clothing? I had an easier time fighting off those hundred Dementors than figuring out how to get everything off her. I always thought she looked dead sexy in her oxford shirt, I never imagined what it held beneath it. Wow, I'll have to remember to thank her for undoing her bra for me. I was just about to try Alohomora on the son of a bitch. Yikes! There they are. Beautiful. No wonder she wears loose clothes all the time, all the boys in the school would be after her. That explains why Ginny laughed that time Ron said Hermione was like her big sister. Woof. There goes the skirt. Wow, let's stop a minute and savor this moment. Here I am, kneeling before Hermione, the girl I've been in love with for three years now. She's smiling down at me, and she's only wearing knickers. I tell you, I've gotten a raw deal a lot in this life, but I think this just about makes up for it. I take them off slowly, watching the fabric slide against her toned legs. She should play Quidditch; she could certainly keep a good grip on the broom. I bet she could really wrap her leg around...that's it! I can't stand it! I scooped her up in my arms. She gave a little gasp at my sudden movement. We both fall onto the bed, kissing everything we could reach. I think I'll buy Dobby a house after this.

You tell me where to go and

Though I may leave to find it

I'll never let your head hit the bed

Without my hand behind it

Hermione

"Oh, Harry!" That's all I seem to be able to say. I think it pretty much covers it, though. Cho really blew it when she didn't try harder to keep him. Luna said Ron had gone straight to it when they got together, but Harry seems to be enjoying the scenery first. The Daily Prophet would love this. I can see the headline now; "Boy who lived goes down on Muggle born." That would sell some copies. I'd tell him how much I appreciate this, but I think my hands forcing him into me gives him the idea. I hope I'm not the only one with multiple orgasms tonight.

Harry

"Oh, Hermione!" Man, I thought her breasts were nice stationary, seeing them in motion is even better! That's not the best sight though; I can't take my eyes away from hers. I feel like she's looking right into my soul, and that I'm looking into hers. I think I made points remembering that contraceptive charm, I'll have to remember to get Flitwick a house as well. I was right; she's got a hell of a strong grip with her legs. I think next time I'll have her on top, that way I might be able to breathe. Her body feels so natural beneath mine. I wish we could stay like this forever, just her and I, here in our own private paradise.

You want love?

We'll make it

Swimming a deep sea

Of blankets

Take all your big plans

And break 'em

This is bound to be a while

Your body is a wonderland

Your body is a wonder

(I'll use my hands)

Your body is a wonderland

Hermione

These strawberries are delicious, as was this whole evening. Sitting here now, cuddling with Harry, I think my life is somehow more complete. I remember asking my mother once, how she knew dad was the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. She said that, when you meet the right person, you just know. She was right. There's a lot Harry and I will need to talk about, but all that can wait. For now, I just want to lie here in his arms and enjoy the afterglow.

Harry

"If we act cool, we should be able to slip in with the crowd going to breakfast." I know I could use some nourishment after last night. I can tell Hermione's a little winded herself. I don't think I've ever seen her looking happier, nor have I ever felt happier because of it. After breakfast, I think I'll ask her to take a walk with me to the lake. I don't want her to think that, now that we've made love, I'm done with her. I know we're only seventeen, but I can't imagine not spending the rest of my life with her. Sirius told me that my father knew that he wanted to marry my mother the first time he saw her. I always thought that was just romance novel tripe, but now I understood. I wonder if she'd fancy some more Defense studying tonight.

Damn baby

You frustrate me

I know you're mine all mine all mine

But you look so good it hurts sometimes

Your body is a wonderland

Your body is a wonder

(I'll use my hands)

Your body is a wonderland

Your body is a wonderland