’ He paused, ‘I wish you would have told me.’ He sat down and I followed suit. I listened quietly and when he finished talking, he told me he ha... a train to catch but we could have dinner some time soon. He gave me a quick hug before heading out. I stayed sat down, thoughts whirring through my head. Someone had told him about my loss. I hadn’t thought about that in a while, too many other things to think about, talking to my Dad brought back the memories. The next thing he said to me really. Not with the Jocks, the Queen Bees, the Wannabes or even the Geeks. Mr James on the other hand? He realised, boy did he realise. He’d never felt like this about a student before and he hated himself for it. Izzy was Mr James’ first ally in Potters Hill High, she was in her sophomore year when he started. He’d just moved to the small town with his new wife Clara who wanted to start a family out of the city. He’d expected the usual pranks and outbursts on his first day, at 28 he’d been teaching. Hermione didn’t reply and Harry knew he was pushing her slightly but didn’t really care it was not like he was going to hurt Hermione or anything. To make her make up her mind he started kissing her soft breasts again.“We don’t have any protection,” Hermione said probably hoping to find an excuse out of it.“I am safe I have taken a potion,” Harry said and made her sit down in the clearing. The clearing was covered in high billowing grass and it would make a good bed substitute. Harry continued. We're so secluded in our little part of the lake. It's so nice with the lake and the forest. We're having so much fun together and it's so relaxing. The reconciliation yesterday was frosting on the cake. I feel like I'm right on the edge of being out of control. I should be fighting it, but I can't—I love it. I love the excitement." Are you looking for a taste of chocolate ice cream?" Maggie asked gently."No, it's only a fantasy. I don't expect that to happen. I am going to get a thrill when.