"You may not have noticed it, but everybody at the ball did," Daphne whispered miserably as she wiped the tears away. "Just wait and see. Girls will start flirting with you shamelessly to gain your attention, thinking you're willing to take another wife. You might start to get offers from their parents for betrothal contracts and -"
That was all she said before Harry silenced her with a kiss. Sitting down next to her on the couch, he grabbed her by the waist, pulling her closer. Tilting his head to the side, he deepened the kiss, making Daphne moan slightly. Pushing her on her back, he collapsed on top of her, still kissing her. After a minute, they broke apart, gasping for air.
"I know that I should say this more often," said Harry quietly. "I love you very much, Daphne. No girl could compare to you, now or ever! I didn't know that they were flirting with me, honest! I thought they were there for Rigel. I didn't think you would jump to conclusions like this. I'm really sorry, Daphne. But if you're worried about the future, then don't, because there is no way in hell that I'm getting married to anyone but you. You are my one and only. A wise man once said that you insult your wife by taking another and I truly believe that with all my heart."
Daphne's heart swelled with emotion, and she looked like she would burst with happiness. Cupping his face, she whispered, "I'm sorry too, Harry. I -"
Not giving her a chance to speak, he once again kissed her passionately. Daphne enjoyed it, smiling into the kiss as her hands roamed over the skin of his upper body. Harry was hers and no one was going to say otherwise.
Harry smiled as he kissed her jaw, secretly enjoying how she was acting. He never thought that Daphne could be so possessive of him but he liked it. They were already betrothed so it was natural that they felt the other belonged to them, but he had to admit that neither of them had any experience with romance. They could only learn as they went along.
Sitting up, he pulled her on his lap, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Are you happy now?" he asked softly.
"Yes," Daphne breathed out, running her fingers over his firm chest. Nuzzling his face against hers, she placed light kisses along the side of his face adoringly. "And I love you too."
They stayed there for a while, listening to each other's heartbeats before they locked lips in a heated kiss. Both of them groaned softly in arousal as their hands roamed. Harry's fingers deftly undid the buttons of Daphne's nightdress and slowly slid his hand up.
Daphne giggled slightly, pulling away from him. "Someone's being a bit forward," she teased.
Harry looked back at her with mock innocence. "I figured you'd stop me if you didn't want me to proceed."
"Just stop you? I have half a mind to chop your hands off, Potter!"
A soft laugh escaped his mouth as he pulled her closer, capturing her earlobe with his teeth and nibbling on it. "Highly unlikely," he murmured. "You love me too much to do that."
Daphne moaned sweetly as he began to kiss her neck. She whispered coyly, "You shouldn't believe everything you hear. I'm a compulsive liar."
This time Harry couldn't help but laugh. "Liar," he shot back softly.
Their faces inched closer and soon, they began kissing lazily. Daphne's dress lay pooled on the floor next to them, with her sitting on Harry's lap wearing only her bra and panties.
"You're so beautiful," murmured Harry in awe, taking in the sight before him.
Daphne blushed. She captured his lips in another searing kiss as his hands moved towards her breasts, cupping them. He seemed unsure of how to proceed, so she placed a hand on his and squeezed gently. Wanting to pleasure her fiancé in return, the young Greengrass heiress traced her fingers over the prominent bulge in his underwear.
Harry groaned into her mouth and Daphne couldn't help but smile.
With quick movements, his cock was free from the confines of his underwear and Daphne wasted no time in wrapping her hand around it. It felt warm and hard in her hand. Slowly, she began stroking it.
Pulling back from the kiss, she murmured, "Is that okay?"
Harry made a noise of agreement. They continued kissing slowly, both enjoying the development in the physical aspect of their relationship.
Ten minutes later, they heard the patter of feet on the marble floor outside the drawing room and within moments, Dylan interrupted their solitude. Strangely, he looked crestfallen, something the couple picked up immediately. Harry raised his eyebrows at his fiancée but Daphne shook her head, indicating that she too had no idea why the younger boy was upset. They untangled themselves from each other's arms, looking at the boy worriedly.
"Okay, there's something bothering you," said Daphne quietly as she got off Harry's lap to get dressed. "What's wrong, Dylan?"
Dylan simply raised an eyebrow at their appearance. Harry was practically naked, with his erect cock sticking out of the waistband of his light grey boxer-briefs while Daphne's nightdress was on the floor, wrinkled and creased, with her wearing only a pair of black coloured bra and panties. With a mental shrug, he sat down. After having walked in on them various times over the past year, he was not surprised or embarrassed to see them in such a state.
"I don't understand it myself," he admitted finally. "I - I felt like someone had punched me in the stomach when Draco Malfoy asked Astoria to dance."
"Oh, Dylan," said Daphne softly, moving over to give him a warm hug. He immediately melted into her embrace like it was the most natural thing in the world. "It's just a dance."
"Yeah, and they spent the next two hours with each other," muttered Dylan. Harry and Daphne shared looks with each other. Clearly, they had not anticipated this.
"Do you harbour romantic feelings for Astoria?"
"I don't know," he said, running his fingers through his brown hair, upsetting the loose curls. "I - I think I do. I mean, she's my best friend and - well - what's there to not like about her? And now Malfoy comes over and, we're still twelve, I know, but - what chance do I stand against someone like Malfoy?"
"Oh, please," Daphne scoffed. "If there ever was a competition between you and Draco, you would win hands down."
"Exactly," said Harry, sitting on the sofa by his brother's side.
" What? "
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