Morning realization

Harry awoke the next morning annoyed with himself. His 'brilliant' plan from the night before, it occurred to him, was not a plan at all. He'd given himself targets but had no idea how get one alone.

He wandered the halls between classes trying to come up with a solution. 'Don't worry about house, just take targets of opportunity' the voice in the back of his mind was insistant and the temptation was strong.

He was arguing with himself when a familiar voice came from around the next corner.

"Thank you Professor, I'll keep that in mind."

Harry peeked around the corner and watched her leave a classroom and enter a restroom further down the hall.

He was in the dungeon area, the only class down here was potions and noone seemed to stick around if they didn't have to. The halls were empty and he was willing to bet that restroom only had one occupant.

He entered a quietly as possible, carefully opening and closing the door, and tucked into a dark corner.

He waited patiently until she stepped out adjusting her short skirt and began to wash her hands, then stepped out into the light behind her.

"Morning, Carolina."

Her eyes flicked up to the mirror and she spun around eyes wide backing up against the sink.

"P..Potter....." she seemed to try to steel herself. "What are you doing in here? This is the ladies room. I held my tongue about what you did, there's nothing for you to be sore about. And and you're not allowed to be in here."

Despite her bravado he could hear the slight tremble in her voice and as he stepped toward her she tried to back up further, perching on the edge of the sink her back against the mirror.

"I know you kept your word, you've been a good girl, and I'm here to reward you." He continued moving closer until they were almost toching.

Confusion spread across her face, "What do you mean? Just leave...." her voice faltered as his fingers lightly traced her inner thigh slowly inching upwards.

"Stop, please." She grabbed his wrist tears welling up. "I don't want....." she gasped as he stretched out a finger brushing her tender lips through the thin cotton.

"Oh I think you do." Her grip faltered allowing him to get closer, he deftly pulled the panties to the side and resumed his delicate touch on her bare skin. "There's no reason to deny yourself. Just give in and enjoy your reward, you've been such a good girl."

He felt her her getting damp and and coated a finger before easing it inside her. Despite the tears on her cheeks she let out a small moan, letting go of his wrist to grip the sink.

He brushed his free hand down her arm and lightly kissed her neck while slowly fuckimg her with his finger. She bit her lip as he added his thumb rubbing her sensitive nub.

She cried when she felt him take her nipple into his mouth running his tongue around the areola. She hadn't even noticed him open her shirt.

He felt the tension slowly building in her body. "That's a good girl, let the pleasure take you, yoy belong to me now." A frown crossed her face but she began rocking her hips in time with his fingers, her breath was quickening as she got close. "From now on I expect you to call me sire."

"I......no...." he stopped moving, her eyes opened, she continued to rock against his hand. "Why are you......please I'm so close."

"Please what?"

She was silent a few seconds, he could see the thoughts running through her head. "Please let me finish.......S-sire."

He pushed a second finger inside her resuming his ministrations. She sucked in a breath, grabbing and clinging to him as the pleasure built. Her body trembling he felt he squeeze him. Knowing she was close he turned his head lips close to her ear and whispered.

"You have my permission to come."

She toppled over the edge screaming into his shoulder as she rode out her orgasm.

He held her as she came down, when her trembling stopped he reached between them tilting her head back by her chin and lightly kissed her lips.

"Until next time.." He walked away from the confused girl, glancing back from the door he saw her sink to the floor.