The carriage.

Harry practically skipped under his cloak as he walked to the carriage.

Getting out of the castle was surprisingly easier every year. No one was watching and it was kind alarming how he could just leave without anyone noticing.

He was given the carriage location from his French lover and he already had a hardon by the time he saw it.

With no idea what she was planning but shaking with excitement he check if anyone was around then knocked.

"Harry?" Voice came from with in.

"Yeah."

The door opened and he went in.

Inside was a practically a full flat. Multiple rooms and everything someone could need to live comfortably.

"Go to the left it's the bedroom. Ill be with you shortly love." Her voice commanded from the shadows.

Harry went to the room. A large elegant bed was in the center with silk sheets and what he would call a picture of luxury that he never knew.

He didn't know whether to undress or wait and felt stupid standing in the center so he decided to take of his cloak, shoes and sit on the soft bed.

"Well Harry. Are you ready for your reward?" Her voice came from the side.

He turned and his mouth went dry and his eyes grew larger than ever.