eyes shoot open, her stomach growls with hunger. maybe staying over wasn't such a good idea, if she craved snacks so late at night.

evangeline gently nudged her bestfriend's shoulder, quickly brushing her hair out of her face.

evangeline couldn't help but to notice how pretty lucinda was, with her sharp jaw and prominent cheekbones, she looked as if she was carved from marble.

lucinda was what evangeline would picture as an ice princess, so cold looking with her white blonde hair and green eyes that she could almost look dangerous.

"i'm going to get some ice-cream, is there any in the freezer?" the younger girl whispered annoyingly over to her sleeping friend.

cindy lets out a frustrated grunt. evangeline checks the time, it reads.

""

"pretty please, just reply then i won't disturb you anymore!"

"in the silver freezer, downstairs"

lucinda's voices croaks, clearly remembering and readjusting to her bestfriend's desperate need for late night snacks.

evangeline leans over to kiss her cheek and then wiggle out of the massive bed

- to large for both the girls, considering they usually just cuddle up together in the middle, for body heat-

slipping onto her toes, evangeline tiptoes lightly out of the room and into the second floor corridor.

the cheeky girl thinks about the fantastic abundance of snacks they were bound to have stacked up in their pantry, her stomach grumbling a little in anticipation.

she walks past harry's room, noticing his room light still on and quiet noises sifting beneath the crack in the doorframe.

she tries to be as quiet as possible so as not to disturb him, thank god lucinda's parents are away so there is no chance of waking them up.

trying to explain why she was going through their freezer at two in the morning would be a highly uncomfortable topic.

evangeline kneels on the cool tiles infront of the metallic freezer, equipped with a large metal spoon, she reaches sneakily for the tub of

ice-cream. Normally, she would've gotten a bowl, but she knew for a fact that no one else in the house ate ice-cream.

undergoing a brief struggle to open the frozen shut lid, she let out a sigh of relief when her attempts were a success.

she lifts the spoon to her lips.

she begins to slowly taste the flavour on her lips, cookies and cream; her favourite.

she licks the spoon, antagonisingly slow, putting on an unintentional show for the man she did not know was watching.

she sat back on her bum, letting out a quiet oof.

evangeline outstretches her legs into a comfortable position, propping one up close to her body.

"amazing" she thought comfortably sighing

meanwhile harry watched her on the kitchen floor, her skin seemingly glowing and all lit up from only the freezer light, he hadn't seen her in seven years but she looked so beautiful to him, he couldn't help but feast his eyes upon her beauty.

she always had been pretty for a kid, and he knew that with certainty, but he had never been attracted to her.

however now seeing her again triggered something within him, he oddly craved to see the sight of her bent at the knee in front of him, with her pretty lips wrapped around him, while she begged him for more.

harry absolutely adored the sight of her sitting on the floor with her left leg propped up hifts allowing him the perfect view of her white lacy panties.

He simply couldn't help himself feeling so aroused.

he could feel himself harden a little, "calm down harry she's only seventeen."

"angel, is that my shirt you're wearing?" not that he minded of course. he spoke out, from the darkness.

he hears her choke on the spoon, which she still had pressed to her lips. she places a coy hand to her breast, trying to slow her fast beating heart.

he steps into the light, showing her that it was infact just him.

"h-harry?"

"yep" he winks, smiling down at her.

she frowns up at him,

"oh i'm sorry, cindy said i could wear it because i didn't have anything else"

"hm i guess you'll have to make it up to me" he says suggestively watching her for a reaction, she doesn't catch on.

"i'm really sorry, h, promise i won't do it again" she whispers cheekily, holding up a limp pinky, in order to solidify the promise.

"only kidding, angel, come here and tell me how you've been." harry gestures to the stools at the kitchen counter, sitting down on one and flipping on the light switch. she takes the ice-cream and shuts the fridge, and places herself on the kitchen counter, so she is elevated higher than him and her legs dangle between his own.

"fuck." he thinks unable to help his eyes grazing over the soft skin of her thighs.

"i've been okay, h" she softly smiles.

"any boys?"

"there were never any to start with." she shrugs, lying a little.

she'd kissed several boys and even a couple girls, but it was never anything serious nor did it mean anything.

"but surely there must be some now" harry insists, he thinks she's beautiful, and hence he concludes how could there not be any boys?

"definitely not, mother wouldn't allow it even if there were." she continues her subtle lie.

"good, good" he mumbles to himself smiling

"what do you mean?" she responds cocking her head to the side, looking at him- all confused.

"we can't have any little boys taking advantage of such an angel, can we now?"

she shakes her head smiling, and under her breath he could've sworn he heard her mumbling "i don't like little boys anyways"

"what did you say, evangeline?" making sure he wasn't mishearing things.

"oh nothing harry"

he looked up at her pretty face and her pretty figure adorned with his shirt and her little panties, and he could've sworn in that instant she was the most beautiful creation he had ever laid his sinful eyes upon.

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