It was now New Years. Everybody had just finished the countdown, which meant it was time for Ophelia and Harry to escape from the common room.

They both glanced at each other before Ophelia sneakily slid up the stairs and towards the guys dorms. She waited in the hallway for a moment until she saw Harry walk around the corner with a wide grin on his face. He placed his hand on Ophelia's back as they walked to his dorm. He slowly unlocked it and opened the door, making the anticipation kill Ophelia. She stepped in slowly, allowing Harry to follow in behind her. She could hear him shut the door behind him, and then a click, meaning he locked it aswell.

She bit her lip nervously as she heard Harry pull his wand from his pocket.

"Muffliato", he whispered. His voice sent shivers down Ophelia's spine; she had no idea what was to come next.

Ophelia felt Harrys hands slip along her waist, wrapping her from behind as he nuzzled his head into her neck. He began slowly kissing her neck and rubbing her stomach with his thumb, making her get quite easily flustered. She took a deep breath, trying to contain any noises she was going to make as Harry began to make gentle hues of purple on her neck.

"Already flustered?" Harry whispered in a raspy voice into her ear, making her squirm.

"Of course not." Ophelia replied, attempting to keep a straight face.

Ophelia squirmed within Harry's arms as he began to slip his hand down the front of her pants. He ran his fingers around her underwear line, teasing her.

"Are you sure?" He asked, still in the very attractive, raspy voice. "Are you sure you don't want me to touch you? Make you cum? Cause I can do more than just that."

Ophelia bit her lip and quickly turned herself around, pulling Harry's tie and kissing him roughly. His hands slid down to her ass before he lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around him as he pinned her against the nearest wall and began making out with her.

He pulled away for a second, making direct eye contact with Ophelia as he did.

"Don't forget love, I'm in charge." Harry whispered, slowly lowering Ophelia to the ground. "Now get on the bed."

Ophelia stared at Harry for a moment, somewhat shocked by his dominating and demanding tone. Not only was she surprised but she was beyond turned on and intrigued. She slowly walked over to the bed, sitting down on it and sliding back a little. She laid her legs out in front of her, closed together.

Harry followed her to the bed, looking her up and down as she sat back on her hands.

"I see what you're doing." Harry chuckled, looking down at Ophelia's closed legs.

"Whatever do you mean?" Ophelia teased.

"Love," Harry began, glaring down at Ophelia. "Be a good girl so I don't have to make you."

Holy shit. Ophelia could feel her underwear grow wet as those words left his mouth. Where did he get this confidence and dominance from?

Harry slid his hands in between Ophelia's legs, separating them as he climbed on top and kissed her roughly. She moaned into his lips as he began to unbutton her shirt and slide it off from her shoulders. His soft fingers ran along her bare shoulders as he began to trace them down to her pants. He continued to kiss her as he slid her pants from her waist down to her ankles, where she kicked them off.

Ophelia ran her fingers to Harry's button up aswell, undoing them quickly as he kissed her. She quickly slid it off of him, revealing his toned body. Ophelia's breath became heavier as Harry began to kiss her more aggressively and twirl his finger around the strap of Ophelia's thong. She moaned into his lips, giving him an even larger boost of confidence.

She scratched her nails into Harry's back lightly as he started to kiss down to her chest and edge of her bra, continuously leaving hickeys. Ophelia nuzzled her nose into Harry's shoulder as he started to slip his finger into her underwear and rub his finger on her clit.

"Harry." Ophelia moaned, muffling it into Harry's shoulder. She attempted to run her hand down Harry's body and to his length, but he sped up his pace on her clit, making her move her hand to his upper body again.

Harry's jawline hovered above her as he brought his head up to look at her. He slowed his pace on her clit before stopping, leaving her wanting more.

"Flustered now?" Harry smirked, admiring Ophelia's body and the multiple hickeys he had already made.

Harry quickly took his hand and gripped Ophelia's wrists together above her head. He pinned them down with his one hand, smirking as much as possible.

He brought his other hand up to Ophelia's neck, wrapping around firmly.

Ophelia was quite shocked. He wanted to choke her? She nodded slowly, telling Harry it was alright to try. He began to apply pressure, causing Ophelia's eyes to widen in shock. He himself was very turned on by her reaction.

Once he let go, Ophelia gasped lightly, taking deep breathes.

"That was..." Harry paused. "You're fucking perfect you know that?"

Ophelia grinned as she crashed her lips into Harry's. He let go of the grasp on her wrists, bring his hands down to her bra to unclip it in the back. She followed his actions by un clipping his belt and pulling his pants down, so that it was just his boxers showing.

"Enough teasing love." Harry grinned. "I'm going to make sure you can't walk tomorrow."

Harry quickly pulled down Ophelia's underwear, pulling it off and throwing it to the ground. Ophelia pulled down Harry's boxer, revealing his erected length. He quickly placed his hands on her hips, gripping them tightly.

Ophelia felt her heart beat increase as he did so, preparing for what was next.

"Ready?" Harry asked.

"Always." Ophelia grinned, placing her arms around his neck.

Harry quickly pushed himself into her, making her let out a loud moan, and him a groan. He mumbled something under his breath as he began to go slowly, letting Ophelia adjust for a moment.

Ophelia moaned loudly once more as Harry increased his pace. She dug her nails into his back, kissing his neck as she did.

Harry continued to increase his pace, until he had Ophelia moaning constantly. He was also letting out long groans of pleasure as he hit the deepest spot inside of her.

"Bloody hell Harry!" Ophelia moaned, though she was grinning. She arched her back in pleasure as he hit her soft spot.

She dug her head into his neck again, smelling his strong cologne and vanilla scent. Harry could also easily smell her gorgeous wild berry scent that was basically her signature scent.

Ophelia tightened around Harry's length, making him groan.

She could feel him growing inside of her, clearly about to cum.

"Harry I'm going to cum." Ophelia moaned, rolling her head back.

"Then cum Ophelia." Harry grinned.

A moment later, Ophelia let out a loud, yet soft moan. Her legs were shaking aggressively, feeling weak as Harry continued to pound inside of her. She could already feel herself building up again as Harry continued his pace inside of her, his sharp jawline hovering above her.

"Atta girl." Harry whispered, leaning down to her ear as he continued to pound into her.

Ophelia tightened around Harry once more, causing him to groan and grip her hips even tighter. He was definitely using all of his might to not cum before Ophelia did her second time. Unfortunately, as she moaned, he could no longer stop himself.

"May I?" Harry groaned, biting his lip.

Ophelia nodded, allowing Harry to release inside of her. As he let out a groan and pulled out, Ophelia came one more time. She was basically leaking with cum as he collapsed next to her.

Ophelia could feel her legs shaking and aching as he lowered down and kissed her thigh twice before laying next to her again. He grabbed his wand from the nightstand and waved it, cleaning the bed of the mess they had made. Ophelia smiled as Harry gently pulled her onto his chest.

He ran his fingers through her messy hair, kissing the top of her head softly.

"You were incredible darling." Harry whispered.

"Not as good as you." Ophelia replied, still out of breath. She knew damn well she would not be able to walk tomorrow.

"Why don't I help you get dressed, since it seems you can't." Harry chuckled, sitting up and picking up their clothes. He slid on his boxers as he tossed Ophelia's clothing underneath his bed. He walked to his dresser and pulled out some of his sweatpants and hoodies. He put on a pair of sweatpants over his boxers before he walked over to Ophelia with an extra pair of underwear(in which she kept in his dorm) and his sweatpants and hoodie. He helped her slip on the underwear and sweatpants as she slid the hoodie over her head.

Harry smiled and opened the window slightly, before removing the silencing charm from the door and unlocking it for Ron to come in once he was done partying. Harry then climbed into the bed next to Ophelia, who was still shaking.

As Harry pulled Ophelia onto his chest, the door slowly opened.

"Is everybody fully clothed?" Ron asked awkwardly.

Ophelia giggled into Harry's bare chest as she slowly started to drift to sleep.

"Yes Ron." Harry laughed.

Ron slipped into the dorm, shutting the door behind him and looking to Ophelia and Harry.

"Bloody hell!" Ron gasped. "I mean.."

Ophelia looked up sleepily, realizing her twitching leg was still revealed from the blanket.

"What did you-" Ron began.

"Harry don't you dare!" Ophelia interrupted, realizing Harry was already smirking.

"I fucked the life out of her." Harry grinned.

"Harry!" Ophelia groaned, burying her head into her chest. She was blushing non stop.

Ron stood shocked for a moment. He already knew they had done it, but he was for some reason surprised by Harry.

"Well." Ron coughed. "Goodnight."

Ron put a thumbs up and made a proud face towards Harry, so that he could show Harry he was impressed without embarrassing Ophelia. Harry chuckled lightly and smiled at Ron before closing his eyes slowly and falling asleep with Ophelia in his arms.

He truly loved this girl.

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This is gonna be the only smut one for awhile but I'll be publishing again soon. I love you all.