Who: Hannah and Neville Longbottom When: Monday, May 7, 2004 - midmorning Where: Longbottom Manor What: They can't keep their hands off each other Rating: High
Hannah had never felt this way in her entire life. She'd never been one to shy away from sex, but this was sex on a whole other level. Something was wrong. Something had to be wrong, but she didn't care. She didn't care that this feeling, this need to be touched and fucked, was completely out of character. She didn't care that her husband's touch was all she thought about. The house elves had to remind her to feed Poppy, to care for her own child, which should have set off all of the alarm bells, but all she could think about was when she'd be back in bed with Neville.
She'd come back from Poppy's room after a feeding, thankful Poppy was eating more solid foods these days so she could have some peace. Opening the door to their bedroom, she immediately began throwing her clothes off. She'd only been wearing a robe and a pair of knickers, so it didn't take long before she was bare once more.
"Get over here," she moaned, the ache between her thighs becoming unbearable. "I need you."