"Aren't you sleepy?" He asks as his fingers trailed your hair, knowing damn well he made you barely get off the bed. His..rhythm definitely made you lose the sense of feeling your legs.

And now he was just there. You on his bed. Him with a stupid smile, your both body still warm, the clothes on the floor.

You knew you shouldn't be here. You were supposed to be studsing with the rest of the slytherins.

Now you just had your first time with the guy who made your house lose on quidquich, great.

James was crazy for that too.

Mainly because was him that made you end up like this, on the top of his naked chest as you mess his hair.

"You're great." He teased as his hand gave a playful smack on your ass, but soon as he saw you angry cat look a like face, he just place a kiss on your forehead. "Sorry." He adds with a chuckle.