Harry Potter (simplyharry) wrote in indarkness_logs, @ 2010-08-30 11:46:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2032 08, harry potter |
RP: Cold Water. Hot Memories
Characters: Harry Potter and Open
Time/Date: Noon, august 30
Location: The pool area.
Warnings/Rating: PG-13 for mentions of sex and descriptions of sexual sensations
Summary: Harry goes up top to cool off after seeing several adult scenes, including one of him and his former wife. It turns out to not work so well.
Status: Open and ongoing
As he arrived on the roof, Harry shivered, not from the cold but from the memories rolling through him right now. Seeing the programming this morning had been a shock. At first, he had seen a couple of strangers in sexual situations, and thought nothing of it, but then... then, he'd seen Ginny and himself. He and Ginny had always been wilder rather than normal, and their sex-lives were no different. The scene he had seen had been one of the wilder ones though, involving the Ministry Atrium, the invisibility cloak, and a silencing spell.
His cheeks heated as he remembered it, and everything they'd done. She had been magnificent! And he had never lacked for being quite happy in that area. But reliving it now, and knowing other people would see it, especially his mom, and Snape? Oh Merlin. That was enough to make him blush even brighter. He shed his robe and drawstring pants, setting glasses aside, and dove into the pool, clad in his trunks, and cried out at the shock of the cold water, which felt damnably good against heated skin.
But heated skin just brought up memories of Ginny again---
//the sensations of her skin against his skin, the movement, so delightful, the feel of them coming together over and over, hidden under the invisibility cloak that they clutched desperately to them. They were both deliciously aware of the people nearby, passing by, unaware of what these two were doing. They met, skin slapping together and making Harry cry out soundlessly as he felt how intense and hot she was around him and//
--and he ducked himself low, blushing furiously, aware now of how tight these shorts were and how maybe remaining in his room would have been a better idea.
Harry rose out of the water, letting it cascade away from him and shaking his head, wondering, again, if he had learned anything at all since his younger years.