Laughing, Leane nodded, "Of course! How else am I to divert their attention and prevent them from sending me to an all-girls muggle school?"

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Liam smiled as he kissed her forehead after he stood up, "I'm very glad fer tha', love. Sleep well," he added as he placed a brief kiss upon her lips before turning himself to exit the Great Hall and return to his common room.

Starting to laugh too, Fynn wrapped his arms around her waist, hugging her to him. "You're absolutely bonkers," he whispers in her ear, a laugh still in his voice. "But I kinda like that."

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The slender brunette watches him go with an endeared smile on her face, her fingers lightly touching her lips as she remains in somewhat of a daze. What luck to have found such a guy! Her heart continues to pound lightly as she stands up from the table, walking into the general direction of the Gryffindor tower. Now that he's away, she allows herself to indulge in blushing and smiling contently - feeling too scared still to show him the full extent of her emotions. "With some luck," Anna murmurs to herself, "I'll be dreaming of him tonight."

Leane grinned as she pulled him close as she faced him, "Mmm, I may be bonkers, but where does that leave you? Seeing as how you proposed to me, after all," she teased as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in for a long, deep, tender kiss. "I love you, Fynn. And I'm very very glad you still love me even though I have such oddities and quirks."

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Liam tip-toed his way up the common room stairs to the boys dormitory, trying not to wake the others as he climbed the squeaky stairs. Upon reaching the dormitory, however, he was surprised to find Drew awake and waiting for him.

Chuckling, Drew grinned at Liam, "By the look on your face, I'd say you made up with Anna."

"Perhaps," replied Liam with an awkward smile, "Ye know bloody well I'm fallin' fer th' girl. Did ye really 'ave t' go tha' far?"

"Eh, you'll thank me eventually. No I'm going to bed, I have to call Sai tomorrow after I talk to Fynn and Lee."

Liam chuckled as he nodded and began getting changed into his pajamas, "Aye, tell 'er I say 'ello when ye talk t' 'er. 'n' tell 'er, tell 'er everything's.. perfect."

"I love you because of them," Fynn answered in between returning her kisses, "Not despite them." With his arms wrapped tightly around her waist, he pulled her up against him, spinning around with her pressed to his chest as he laughed lightly. "And I never said I didn't have any screws loose."

Leane laughed as the empty goblets clanked to the floor and Fynn spun her around, causing her to hold on tighter. Gently caressing his cheek, Leane smiled down at him as she spoke between laughs, "Maybe that's why we can't get rid of each other! No matter how much we lie to and deceive not only each other, but ourselves as well, we always find a way back to each others' embrace!"

Placing a tender kiss on his lips, she whispered softly against them, "Seems to me, that if we put our screws together, we might just make a whole."

"Us two together," Fynn smiled against her lips as he took his time to kiss her, his head tilted slightly as he deepened the kiss to caress Leane's tongue with his own, "are more then just a whole. You should know that."

Leane grinned as she returned his kisses, her hand slipping into his hair as she pulled his lips closer to hers. "Perhaps, but I kinda like you proving it to me," she murmured softly against his lips before placing a long, slow, deep tender kiss upon his lips, her tongue gently caressing his.

Being too happily occupied to reply, he slipped his hands underneath Leane's shirt, holding her sides while caressing her skin with his thumbs. As they continued to kiss, his one hand slowly glided up her back until it settled in between her shoulder blades and underneath her bra strap.
Holding her like that, Fynn pulled her body fully against his, slowly and tenderly kissing with full attention.

"Fynn.." Leane moaned softly as she returned is kisses fully - their kisses deep, long, hard and tender. Moving her lips to gently trace his jawline and his neck with kisses, Leane murmured softly against neck, "I love you."

He doesn't reply right away - being too busy with kissing and nibbling the spot where her neck gently flows over to her shoulders. When he does reply, it's in a murmur as soft as Leanes was, though said with pure conviction. "I love you, too."

Leane gasped as he nibbled her neck, her leg moving around his waist as she clung closer to him. Moving her lips so that they molded with Fynn's once more, Leane kissed him tenderly, passionately, deeply - each countless kiss was long, hard, and full of love, completely ignoring the 'Eh-hem's of the few portraits in the hallway.

The hand on her waist moved down to caress her leg the moment she wrapped it around him, his cool, large hand firmly caressing her thigh as he used the hand on her back to try and pull her even closer - though nothing of the sort could be possible.
His hand, however, was in the perfect position to unhook her bra; and without putting much tought into it, Fynns' fingers close around the clasps, opening it in an instant before continuing to caress the skin there.
All the while, he was busy returning her kisses, their tongues battling at an attempt to dominate the other, or to devour eachother whole.

Leane pulled her lips away from Fynn's as he unhooked her bra. Not that she minded, of course, she was just unsure of how far Fynn wanted to go, especially in the middle of the hallway.

Eying him as a blush crept into her cheeks and she gently caressed his own cheek, she inquired softly, almost hesitantly, afraid he'd stop when he heard her question, yet not wanting him to stop at all, "Fynn.. are you sure about this? I mean, we're in the hallway, after all.."

His voice had lowered an octave as he replied, "Oh... right... right... sorry..." Coughing awkwardly to try and hide his own blush, Fynn released her leg first, before removing his hand from her back. "I'll fix it," he mumbled shyly, already moving behind her to re-hook her bra.

Quickly taking his hand in hers before he could reach her bra, Leane shook her head, "Not a chance. You needn't apologize Fynn, I want this as much as you do too and you know it. I just don't think our first time should be in front of a bunch of creepy old portraits in a dark hallway."

A wicked grin crept into her lips as she laced her fingers through his, her leg still on his waist, and placed a long, tender kiss upon his lips. "My thought wasn't that we should stop, just that we should move somewhere else.. where it'd be just the two of us.. without interruption and prying eyes," she murmured softly against his lips.

Blushing, Leane looked down at his chest, avoiding his eyes as she stammered, "I-I mean, unless you'd r-rather n-n-not that is.."

"You know I want to," Fynn immediatly tried to soothe her worries, his hand closing around her chin to gently tilt her face upwards again. "But I still think we should wait... doing this, doesn't mean that we have to do everything."

His lips closed around hers for a long, slow kiss, his eyes closed as he took in her taste again. As he pulls away, an interesting shade of red colours his nose as he adds, "It's called second base for a reason."

Leane rolled her eyes before kissing him tenderly again, chuckling softly at his response. "Mmm, but I think we'll like a home run much better," she murmured against his lips before resuming kissing him as she had been just moments before he unhooked her bra, her hand slipping back around his neck and into his hair, pulling him closer to her once more.

Returning her kisses with equal vigor, Fynn murmured, "Jump up and cross your ankles together," before placing both of his hands on her bottom and helping her wrap her other leg around his waist.

Doing as she was told, Leane jumped up with the help of Fynn and crossed her ankles behind his lower back. Leaning back against the wall, Leane's fingers slid to his shirt and slowly began to unbutton his shirt, her fingertips softly brushing against his chest as she gently caressed his skin. Leaving the shirt unbuttoned, Leane slid her right hand around his waist to softly stroke the muscles of his torso.

As these movements were going on, Leane's kisses deepened as her tongue explored Fynn's mouth before her lips began tracing his jawline to his earlobe and nibbling gently upon said lobe. Smiling as he held her, Leane's lips trailed his neck as the nails of her right hand gently dug into his lower back while her left hand pulled gently and caressed his neck, bringing her lips closer to his skin.

Various shudders coursed through Fynns' body due to her passionate caresses and kisses, causing the young man to almost lose his senses again.

His hands being too occupied by holding her up, he simply returned her kisses, occasionally breaking away to lick, kiss and nibble the white skin of her neck. His one arm moved up to securely support her back before he moved away; and with his eyes open, his lips moist and already slightly bruised from the force of their kisses, he proceeded to walk along the hallway, supporting all of Leane's weight with relative ease while returning her kisses, trying not to think about all of the pleasureable sensations she has caused him to feel.

Leane simply pulled herself closer as Fynn walked; her chest pressed against his bare skin as she continued to kiss him, not caring where they were going, just happy with being in his embrace. While they walked, however, Leane's fingers slid from his neck to his tie and loosened it before slipping it from his neck and shoving it in his pants' pocket, her lips moving down his neck and chest in a number of kisses as she did so.

Once the tie was in his pocket, her hand lingered at his waist while her lips pressed against his chest in a number of kisses, making their way back up to his neck. Her hand then slid up his torso, soon reaching his neck and caressing it as she placed a number of kisses upon the other side of his neck, her breathing hard from the sensations coursing through her body as they kissed and embraced.

Panting from both the effort of holding her and from the warmth spreading through his entire body, Fynn continued to carry her, groaning now and then at Leane's touches.

As she started kissing his torso, Fynn let out a low growl of passion, capturing her lips at the first chance he got in a hard kiss. "If you don't let up on me a bit," he growled after his heartbeat had calmed down a tad, "I'm not going to reach the end of this hallway. You minx!"

"I can't help it, Fynn.. You're too tempting.." Leane whispered in his ear before letting out a soft laugh and gently caressing his cheek, placing a kiss upon his nose and inquiring softly, "Where are we going anyway, dearest?"

"The dungeons," he admitted somewhat darkly, kissing her briefly to make sure she wouldn't interupt. In an almost hurried whisper, he started, "You know I want you - you know I love you. And I know this feels right... but..."

Leane sighed a groan as she lightly glared at him, a small pout forming on her lips, "You're such a tease. Not to mention completely unfair. But fine, have it your way. As long as I get to keep kissing you, I guess can't complain too much, can I.."

Placing a tender kiss on his cheek, Leane whispered in his ear softly, "But it's still unfair that you're teasing me and tempting me like this."