His smile was of the 'knicker ruining' variety and she suddenly felt a bit lightheaded as blood began to pool in a more southern portion of her body. "Are you sure that you want your first time to be here? I was told it is usually somewhere a bit more… comfortable?"
"Yeah but I guess… well I just have always been a bit different, less romantic and more uh…"
"Physical?"
"I was going to say dirty, but that is a nicer way of putting it."
"Nothing wrong with that." he easily commented, earning a soft smile from her as well.
"It depends on who you ask, I can't imagine any future Pureblood husband being very happy with my interest in uh… dirty talk."
"Ah, an interesting kink I must say."
Her blush was nearing 'Weasley' levels at this point, "So uh would you be okay with that? You know a bit more vulgar stuff, and uh if you wanted to be a bit rough or demanding…"
"If that is what you want I will be happy to oblige."
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Daphne Greengrass paced back and forth in the empty classroom she had chosen as a meeting spot, all the while pondering what in the hell had possessed her to put her name down on that list Hermione had made. Sure, Pansy had done it, no surprise there, but Tracey had practically demanded to be second on the exclusive 'Slytherin list'. The only reason her own baby sister hadn't requested to be added was that she had threatened the younger girl with writing home to their parents if she did so.
Astoria was only twelve for Merlin sake, despite turning thirteen in only a few short months
Even Millicent had looked ready to take the leap, but had chickened out at the last moment, likely due to her own self-esteem issues.
A week of nagging was all it had taken from her best friend and Daphne had finally added herself to the roster. For a time, it appeared as though it would be a moot point, their Lord had been aggravated, especially when it came to anyone mentioning his sex life and had shown no interest in any physical intimacy outside of with a very small few.
Then everything had changed, Hermione had informed her that the issue had been resolved and that the sign ups were going to be honored once more. The bushy haired girl must have seen her doubt and had inquired if there was still interest.
She had almost backed out, but a glance from her best friend nearby had squashed the hesitation.
Now, however…
A knock echoed through the room, and Daphne cleared her throat to calm her nerves. "C-come in…" A second later her Lord entered, looking as every bit as amazing as he had when Tracey, her sister, and her and spied on him a month prior.
"Ah, hello Daphne."
"G-greetings my Lord."
"You don't need to call me that if you don't want to you know."
She nodded, before taking a few calming breaths.
"Perhaps you would like to sit down and talk?" Had she been that apparent? Regardless the Greengrass heiress swiftly nodded and a wave of the boy's hand Transfigured a group of desks into a rather longer couch. On which he took a seat a moment later at one end, allowing her the choice of where to sit afterwards.
'I wonder if he realizes how thoughtful he can be' she mentally pondered, taking a spot in the middle. Normally boys would try to invade the personal space of a girl they were with, but Harry? He was trying to simply make her comfortable.
"How are your classes?"
"Good, they are good… Potions is well… Potions and… can I ask you something?"
"Of course."
"Did you really know what my sister's favorite gift was just by listening?"
"Yes, why?"
Daphne bit her lip, time to 'go for broke' as the saying went, "What is my favorite food?"
His head tilted to the side, "Marinated chicken, why?"
"And my favorite color?"
"Orange"
"Favorite gift?"
"A bracelet you received from your grandmother."
"Class?"
"Potions, considering you are working towards an apprenticeship after school though that is not surprising."
Daphne gave an almost sad laugh, "You know more about me than my closest friends, maybe even more than my relatives…"
"I am sorry to hear that." She couldn't tell if he was just trying to comfort her or not, but it didn't matter anymore. Anyone she ended up marrying would undoubtedly be someone like Draco Malfoy, he would care only as far as receiving an heir and a portion of her family's money.
If she was lucky, there was just as much chance of being sold off to a much older man, she had heard enough horror stories to know it was a very real possibility.
So why shouldn't her first time be to someone her own age? To someone she was attracted to? Why shouldn't she have a say in who she gave herself to?
Indecision passed, and Daphne Greengrass rose, walked over and sat on the boy's lap. The moment his hands clasped her, still clothed, sides a spark shot through her body earning a wide-eyed stare from the girl.
"Wh-what was…"
"A trick I learned quite a few years ago. That was the toned-down version, I didn't want to overwhelm you so soon or without permission."
Her lips found his, and in between the frantic kisses she managed to whisper, "You have permission."
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