Laughing softly at her choice of words as Daphne cursed him, Harry poured the warm oil over her front, kneading her breasts firmly. He gently massaged her smooth and flat stomach until he reached the area between her legs. Ignoring it, he went lower until he was giving her a foot rub.
"Please, Harry," whined Daphne. "I can't take any more of this either! This is torture!"
Harry kissed her sweetly. "You did the same to me, didn't you?" he asked in amusement.
Not waiting for a reply, Harry gave her another kiss, his hand moving between her legs. Daphne moaned as she began moving in rhythm along with his fingers. His thumb returned to stroking her clitoris. He sucked on her nipples and Daphne arched her back as she came, her body trembling with intense pleasure.
"I'm ready, Harry," she whispered, panting hard. "Please make love to me!"
"Daphne, are you sure?" asked Harry, looking concerned. "I don't want you to do this because you think I'm stressed."
"Yes, I'm sure! Otherwise, I wouldn't have suggested it."
Harry nodded as he climbed on top of her, kissing her lovingly and passionately. He kissed her neck and nibbled on her earlobe while kneading her breasts.
"Harry, stop fooling around! We've been doing this for more than an hour!"
"Patience, love," whispered Harry, kissing her again as he carefully inserted his thick cock into her vagina. When he was partially inside, he saw Daphne's face scrounge up in discomfort, blood trickling down her inner thighs, but at her insistence, he moved until his hips were flush against her arse. Panting, he pressed his lips to her neck, licking sweetly at her pleasure spot, doing his best to try and ease her pain.
"Isn't there a numbing potion that would help?" he whispered in concern.
"There is, but Madam Pomfrey said it would make the experience less pleasurable for me if I used it, so I didn't."
"Okay. Tell me to stop if it hurts too much."
With that, he slowly pulled himself from her and thrust back. After several minutes of slow and gentle movements, her face cleared as the pain slowly receded. Finding a rhythm, Harry thrust his cock in and out of Daphne while kissing her neck. Her moans were getting louder as she dug her nails into his skin. Harry grunted in pleasure and nibbled on her earlobe. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed throughout the room and it wasn't long before both of them knew they were close to orgasm. Finding each other's lips, they kissed passionately as Harry increased the speed of his thrusts. The couple moaned in each other's mouths as they climaxed; their bodies spasmed due to the intense pleasure coursing through their veins.
Collapsing by her side, Harry breathed deeply, pulling her close to his chest, his softening cock slipping out of her vagina. Daphne was panting too as they leaned in for a kiss, full of undying love and adoration for the other.
"I love you," said Harry sincerely.
Blue eyes met green as Daphne smiled. Placing her head snugly under his chin, she murmured, "I love you too."
Closing their eyes, both of them entered the dream world as a blanket magically appeared on their bodies, covering them.
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The next morning, the Great Hall was slack-jawed. Harry Potter, a person none of them had ever seen smile for more than a few seconds at a time, a person who always had an impassive look on his face, was actually smiling the whole time ! No one knew what caused the sudden change. Harry's friends were giving his speculative looks; a few questions revealed that there was nothing out of the ordinary, but they knew something was different. If someone spotted Madam Pomfrey giving him knowing looks, they never realised why that was.
After putting up a strong privacy charm, Dylan smirked at the older couple. Astoria was doing her best not to giggle every time she saw her sister and future brother-in-law.
"So," said Dylan elaborately. "Is there something you both would like to tell us?"
"No, nothing," said Harry.
"Are you sure?" piped in Astoria. "There's nothing new or important that you would feel the need to tell us about?"
"No," repeated Harry, but he cursed himself for not being able to stop smiling. What the hell was wrong with him? "Why would you ask such a strange question?"
"Well, you both have a certain - glow - about you today," said Dylan, trying to hold back his laughter. "Harry, you look a lot more relaxed than you did last night. Did Daphne's relaxation technique help?"
"How much do they know?" Harry whispered in her ear.
Daphne grimaced. "Everything," she muttered. "They knew what I was planning last night; I told them."
"Oh," said Harry, his face turning pink when he saw his brother giving him a knowing grin.
"Harry! You dog! I'm surprised your brain didn't explode from feeling so many intense emotions last night!"
Astoria couldn't control herself any longer as she began giggling hysterically.
"I'll have you know he was amazing last night," said Daphne, her nose in the air, smirking slightly as she saw Harry's face turn further pink in embarrassment. "He certainly made me feel intense emotions."
"Wow!" Dylan grinned. "Way to go, big bro! I'm proud of you!"
Harry coughed as he drank water to cool the temperature of his body. He was blushing madly - why couldn't he control himself?
"Oh, how I wish I had a camera!" Astoria laughed. "I would love to take a picture of Harry blushing like a little girl."
"I was telling the truth," whispered Daphne. Harry smiled fondly as he bumped his shoulder against hers. The dam burst as he let his happiness shine through and a wide grin formed on his face.
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