Disclaimer: Ok since I haven't really said it in awhile- JKR owns the world, except this plot which the pathetic thing I call a mind came up with :-D
I know it's short but I think you'll like. I just thought it was the perfect place to leave off and I think you'll agree. This is it for this one. You'll see when you read there is definitely going to be a sequel. I already know where it'll pick up, I just have to fine tune what's going to happen.
I never thought this would be seven chapters. I was planning on a nice two, maybe three chapter story, but not seven. But this is what the Muses wanted so... Plus all you who have review are amazing! Without you I wouldn't have been motivated to update so fast! THANK YOU!
I'll stop talking and let you read. Enjoy!
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I remember the walk back and ride in the elevator like it was yesterday. I look back on it now and it reminds me of those cheesy Muggle films of teenagers who can't keep there hands off each other because they both know what happens when they get to the hotel room. The entire ride up the elevator we couldn't stop kissing one another and I'm just glad it was deserted because it was no chaste kissing we were doing. We were kissing as if we didn't then the world would end. I remember just the want I felt. My entire body was screaming for him, it was like nothing I had ever experienced. We heard the doors open and pulled apart just long enough to walk out and walk the few steps to our door.
The minute that we had the door closed behind us our lips crashed back onto one another. Our hands roamed freely and I felt his land on the small of my back pulling me close. He was pulling me towards him in a way that made me think he was trying to melt our bodies together. My hands quickly found their way from his neck where they had landed to his shirt still draped over my shoulders, which I promptly threw to the floor. I felt his lips pull away from mine and the warmth I had felt only moments before vanished making me feel the coldest I had ever felt.
The feeling didn't last long though as he had only left my lips to peel the shirt off his back leaving him in only his jeans (our shoes had been the first things off the moment we were through the door). His lips met mine again but it was a slow, torturing kiss; filled with the promise of things to come. My hands moved up his chest to his shoulders then up and into his messy black hair that I loved so much. His lips left mine again only to trail kisses down my chin, then to my neck where it landed on my pulse. I heard a deep moan, one I didn't know I could make, escape my throat as I arched my neck into it to give him easier access. Just like this morning he had before I knew it swept me off my feet and thrown me onto the bed.
I gave him a little smirk and beckoned him with my finger to join me. He returned the smirk and crawled up from the end of the bed to where I was. He was right over me and looked down at me, his eyes questioning me. I didn't need him to vocalize it because I already knew what it was. I answered him by pulling my upper body off the bed to strip my shirt off, where it soon joined his on the floor. I looked back up at him and saw that he knew my answer. I moved my hands to the back of his head and pulled him down to meet my lips, trying to convey every feeling I had for him in my entire heart, body and soul.
His arms found there way behind my body and he pulled me close. I felt such love for him in that moment I didn't think I could stand it. I could keep it to my self anymore. I pulled back for what I planned on being the last time that night and said three little words.
"I Love You." saying it made me want to cry. Just the joy of it, the joy of finally realizing after all these years that thing I wanted that most in life, to love and be loved in return, was right in front of me all along. All I had to do was open my eyes and look.
"I Love You too."
With those words he leaned back down and-
Don't stop Beth! It was finally getting good!
There's no more.
What do you mean there's no more. It obviously has more to it. What story just stops at 'and' ?
I don't know! But there isn't anymore pages, that's all I have.
Well which trunk did you get it out of? Maybe they're in there?
The one with the 'H.G.P' on it. Oh, wait! I'll come and help.
Do you see any?
No, do you?
No. How old do you think all this is?
I'm not sure.
Wait! Weren't you reading about Harry Potter? The Harry Potter?
Yes
The one who-
Yes.
The one who-
Yes.
How did you get that trunk?
It's Elisabeth's. It was here great-great-great grandmothers.
Your daughter-in-law is related to Harry Potter and-
Yes! A million times yes Mary! Know keep looking I want to no what happens!
I can't-Wait! I think I've found them!
Let me see. Your right! They are. Ok let's see...
A/N: Do you get what just happened? Lol. For those of you who didn't I'll explain, for those of you who did, skip down to the next paragraph. I'll meet you there. I got this idea when I was at work tonight (Monday night). I thought why not have someone in the future reading this aloud. I mean I think of Hermione has someone who's not going to publish a book about her and Harry's love( a v.private person), so why not have her write it down, but pack it away for future descendents to read? So that's what I had happen, only it's her greatX3 granddaughter's mother-in-law and her friend who find it.
Ok, for the rest of you who got it... was it a good idea? Or to confusing? Are you mad that I left off where I did? ::Evil Laugh:: I love you all really, but I love making you squirm mon petite amies! So that's it. For now. I have another plot bunny hoping circles in my head so I might write that first then do the sequel, or do both at the same time. I don't know yet, but I'm aiming to have part 2 out in the next few days. Please drop a review if you have time, and I'll see you soon. Same bat time, same bat place!
As Always~Pheniox_Girl