Title: Pleasing To The Body

Rating: Not Sure Yet

Date: January 8, 2006. 1:14AM

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The Yule Ball.

Champions waltzed with their dates... I, with Cho, Fleur with some bloke, Viktor Krum with Granger, and Harry with one of the Patils. It was the longest night of my life, and it felt as though it would never end. Cho was amazing, yes, but she wasn't what I wanted. There was an innocence about her, but as the night went on, I became aware that that innocence was a mask.

She knew what she wanted from me, and I knew what she wanted soon enough.

I slept with her that night. The Room of Requirement served a great duty to us. Well, to her.

You see, my body was very pleased with the decision. The pleasure I experienced that night was amazing, and we held each other afterwards, praising what we had liked and ignoring what we hadn't. She did most of the talking, and even then, she insisted upon constantly kissing me and wanting me to run my fingers over her. She liked being touched, but the softness of her skin bothered me. It tingled under the callouses that Quidditch had put on my hands, so I touched as little of her as possible.

But my mind... In my mind, I knew I shouldn't have let her talk me into it. The entire time we lay tangled together, the entire time my body made me cry out in overwhelming pleasure, logic told me that it was wrong. I didn't love her. I didn't love anything about her. She was a nice girl, and I liked talking to her, but that was it. I didn't like kissing her, and even more, I didn't like making love to her.

Because I didn't love her.

The logic made so much sense to me now that I was away from her. Her raspy voice wasn't purring into my ear, coaxing me into pulling away that beige gown and letting her remove my robes. I could /think/ now.

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