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Chapter 4

In Bed, A Stranger

“Ow" Harry groaned as he opened his eyes to the bright Sunday morning light that was streaming into the room through the open windows. He sat up, closed his eyes and then held his head in his hands as he saw the room spin a little. He was surprised his head was not pounding like the previous weekend. I am never drinking Muggle beer again! Harry opened his eyes again and looked about the unfamiliar room. He reached for his glasses, and felt for them on the cupboard but they weren’t there. He squinted and could make the outline of them lying on the pillow to his left. He picked up his glasses and put them on, then his eyes widened when his gaze fell on his clothes strewn about the floor.

Just then he realised that he was lying in a bed just about naked, his pair of boxers and his socks the only thing left on him. Harry jumped as he felt the warmth of a leg against his, and it felt as if it burned his skin. He was wrapped in the sheets, and he fell to the floor with a thud, pulling the sheets off the girl sleeping on the bed. He sat up and Harry gulped as he took in her body. He recognized her as Veronica, and he barely had a foggy memory of kissing with her last night, and someone pulling him from the hallway into a bedroom. She was lying on her stomach, her long silky dark brown hair spilled about her pillow covering her face, but Harry had a perfect view of her derriere. She was wearing a cute little pair of pink knickers with the words ‘sexy’ written across it.

“Ooof, mi cabeza. Que paso?” She asked groggily and looked at the clock. It said 6:30 am. She turned around and sat up. Harry goggled at her, unable to speak, and now her perky breasts were in full view as she was not wearing a shirt or a bra. She rubbed her eyes and her gaze fell on Harry. She screamed completely startled and jumped grabbing for anything within her reach, and pulled a pillow in front of her to cover her nakedness. Her face felt hot as she stared at the boy in a tangle of sheets on the floor. She couldn’t see that he still had his boxers on and to her he looked to be naked underneath the sheets. Veronica began to mumble incoherently in panicky Spanish. Harry was too stunned to react. She had startled him by her scream, plus he was in a shocked state of waking up without recollection of the night before, and apparently she didn’t remember either. Veronica still mumbled to herself but she seemed to be calming down. She breathed a sigh of relief, and she shyly turned to Harry.

“Ahm, could you turn around?” She asked embarrassed and her face turned red again.

“What? Oh, yeah…” Harry sputtered and turned around, making sure he grabbed the sheets. Veronica reached for a t-shirt and slipped it over her head. Harry was still unsure of what to do; the sight of her breasts had left him paralyzed and unable to speak.

She smiled at his back and shook her head. “Good morning.” She purred as she crawled from the bed, and knelt next to him on the floor. Harry couldn’t move.

“You were great last night.” She whispered as she gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“I was?” Harry choked. He didn’t remember doing anything!

She pulled back, and began laughing a hearty laugh. She noticed him blush deeply. She blushed even harder too. “You don’t remember, do you?” She asked amused, with her peculiar Latin-American accent.

“Erm, not really.”

She stood up. “I was joking. Nothing happened.”

Harry turned around to face her. His heart pounded in his chest. He had no idea what to do. “Erm, are you sure?” He asked feeling very awkward to be waking up with a girl he just met the night before with whom he might have done something, like have sex, for example.

“Very sure. I think we were lucky. You had too much to drink and you fell asleep just in time.” She said and blushed. “I guess I am glad nothing happened. I don’t drink and last night I drank too much, and… well… I think I got too brave…” She said, obviously relieved.

“Right.” Harry said agreeing. He wasn’t quite sure what else to say, but he felt very relieved for some reason. Veronica moved and sat on the bed with her legs folded underneath her. There was an uncomfortable silence and Harry spotted his pants and stood up walking towards them. He looked at her pointedly and she blushed.

“Oh, right.” She said as she turned her face, and couldn’t help but giggle at the situation. Harry dropped the sheet, pulled his pants up, and then picked up his shirt.

“Can I turn back?” Veronica asked tentatively.

“Yeah, I’m decent.” He said, looking around for his shoes.

He turned around and saw her fiddling with her nails, but she was casting furtive glances at him.

“I… I had a great time last night, you know… downstairs.” She said hesitantly.

“Me too.” Harry answered, his hand reaching to his messy hair. Harry looked over at her, and then mustered his courage. “Vero (pronounced Vetto), I am sorry I… about last night… I mean… Erm… I just … you… last night… we just met, uhm well…”

Veronica cut him off. “Harry, it’s ok. I think it was my fault. I never drink more than one beer, but last night I… well I overdid it last night. I’ve never done anything like that before and… you are very good looking and so easy to talk to.” She said blushing.

Now Harry blushed “I’ve never done anything like that before either.” Harry confessed, and sat down next to her, suddenly feeling more comfortable for some reason.

They both began to chat as amiably as last night, all awkwardness forgotten for the moment.

“We better go down and get some breakfast.” She said and stood up.

“I’ll wait for you downstairs.” Harry said and pulled his shoes on, and left the room.

“’Bout time you got up,” Chaffy said as he ate. “So… you slept well last night?” He asked and again lifted his eyebrows up and down.

“Yeah.” Harry said and blushed. He was sure of what Chaffy was implying.

“So? How was it?” Chaffy asked directly at him “Ow!” He said as Becca whacked his head. “What the bloody hell was that for?” He asked glaring at her.

“What kind of question is that?” She said although she too seemed to think that something had happened.

“Nothing happened!” Vero exclaimed now entering the room in a very comfortable t-shirt and shorts.

“Really?” Chaffy said almost disappointed.

“What about you two?” Vero asked pointedly. Becca and Vero were very close friends and it was bound for them to share stories about last night.

Chaffy just grinned triumphantly, as if he was very cool for something he did.

“Chaffy!” Becca said and blushed “You wish, you bloke!” She said a bit furious and then turned to Vero. “Something could have happened, but little Chaffy seemed to have had too much to drink!” She said and Chaffy scowled.

The other boys in the room howled with laughter. The girls giggled. Of course, after much teasing of the poor guy, the conversation turned to other things.
After breakfast Harry was outside the door waiting for Chaffy to bring the car around. Veronica had walked with him to see him out.

“Will I see you again?” She asked hopefully.

Harry smiled at her. He had been trying to muster up the courage to ask her out. He thought it would have been a lot easier since they had spent the night together, almost naked, and in the same bed! The thing was that he didn’t know if she regretted last night or not. She had said she had a good time, but did she mean it?

“I would like to.” Harry replied as his hand automatically went to his messy hair. She smiled at him. She had found it so endearing last night when he did that. He obviously did it when he was nervous. She tended to rub her toes on the back of her ankle, just like she was doing now.

“How about I stop over the café on Tuesday and I can join you for lunch?” She asked.

“That’ll be great!” Harry exclaimed with enthusiasm.

“Great!” Veronica exclaimed and reached for him, and planted a solid kiss on his lips. Harry’s heart beat wildly. It was one thing to be brave and kiss her when he had one too many beers. Being sober was quite a different matter! He felt very clumsy as he reached to gingerly place his hands on her waist, while she had hers on his shoulders. They were craning their necks towards each other since there was a gap that could easily fit an adult person between them. Harry thought for a brief second about his first kiss with Cho; he didn’t feel as clumsy as he once had, and although his posture was uncomfortable, the kiss itself was not.

The sound of a horn calling impatiently broke them apart. They both blushed and smiled.

“Hey, Harry! Come on! We have to go!!!” Chaffy screamed at Harry from the street, and pushed the horn several times.

“I have to go.”

“Ok. I’ll see you Tuesday then.” She replied and Harry nodded.


“Chao.” Veronica responded and waved at him as he got into the car. She closed the door and entered the living room. Veronica and Becca screamed at each other, clasped hands and giggled as they did a little dance. This was soooo exciting!

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