No Fear of Flying
His broom was perfectly weighted for him - James made sure of that, every year, and half the time, Harry flew hands-off anyway, much to Lily's dismay. So he took his other hand off and wrapped it around her waist, opening his mouth to Mandy, confident that even a hurricane couldn't knock them off.
And if it did, at least they'd have adjoining beds in the Infirmary.
Harry gently ran his tongue along her lower lip, lost in the moment.