What did it feel like to be the 'Boy Who Lived' partner? In your words, you could describe it as something you loved and would never change for anything, ignoring that Harry could be extremely possessive and jealous. He was quite romantic and sweet whenever he could... Except for the nights when he managed to leave you unable to sit down for weeks on end.

It was a nice day, while the others laughed and did stupid things in the courtyard, you tried out your new lipstick, a gift from Hermione and Ginny, with your partner. You slowly heated things up with every kiss, with every caress and squeeze of your legs as you straddled Harry, covering him with kisses. His face up to his neck was covered in dark red lipstick marks. Both of your shirts were wrinkled, though yours was tilted under your shoulders, leaving part of your chest exposed - but you didn't care.

You continued covering him with kisses and he covered you with bites, feeling something under your legs harden quickly until someone knocked on the door, taking you both out of your bubble. "Harry, mate! Are you there? I think I left my coat there." Ron's voice was heard outside. Before Harry could answer, you blew him a quick kiss, which made Harry speak. "Love, I know you want to continue but it will only be for a moment .."