Little Bird ; Harry Potter

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WARNING: SMUT, LANGUAGE

The Burrow, 7:00 AM, Y/N's POV

I awoke, finding Harry sound asleep. I stroked his hair, kissing his forehead as he stirred slightly. 

"Five more minutes." He groaned.

"Come on, love. Do you realize what day it is?" I asked.

"No."

"It's your birthday, darling." 

"It is?" Harry shot up.

"Yes, it is. We've still got a little bit before we need to wake up, and Mrs. Weasley will likely having us be doing preparations for the wedding all day. I wanted to mess around before we got up."

"Mess around how, exactly?"

"I think you know what I mean. I wanted to try something that we've never done before, I've been saving it for today."

"Is there anything we haven't done?"

"There is this one thing. You've never been in my ass before, and it seems like it could be really fun."

"You want to try it?" I nodded, waving my wand and making our clothes vanish. 

Harry pulled me into a kiss, rolling on top of me. He whispered a charm, and I felt sudden wetness on my hole. He pushed into me, making me shudder as I adjusted to his size. 

"If you thought you were tight before...dear fucking Merlin." Harry groaned, thrusting deeper into me.

"Feels...so...good." I muttered, each of my words punctuated by a slap of skin against skin.

After a few minutes of possibly the best feeling of my life, I threw my head back and shut my eyes as I climaxed, clenching around Harry. He too, groaned and shut his eyes, emptying inside me.

"Jesus." He muttered, pulling out collapsing on top of me.

"Don't crush me now, darling." I laughed, pushing him off me and curling up to him. "Want to go back to sleep? Lily's still out, and we haven't got to get up for another hour at least."

Harry nodded, wrapping his arms around me again and pulling me impossibly closer to him as I drifted off.

The Burrow, 9:00 AM, Y/N's POV

I pulled a tray of rolls out of the oven, setting them on the counter. 

"Thank you, dear. Why don't you come with me? I think I hear Lily whining in the other room." asked Mrs. Weasley.

"Sure, Mrs. Weasley." I followed her to the living room, where Lily was propped up on a few pillows and Remus was sitting beside her.

"We just came to check on the little one here." 

Mrs. Weasley gave a tiny jerk of her head and Remus suddenly left as he mouthed, "Dumbledore?" Mrs. Weasley nodded.

"So, Y/N, you obviously are aware that I know you, Harry, Ron, and Hermione are skipping out on seventh year to complete the mission Dumbledore left you. I was wondering, what exactly is this mission?"

"Dumbledore forbade us to speak about it to anyone." 

I lied through my teeth, because I knew that if I were to tell her the truth, she would lose her head. I could hear her then. 

"You will do no such thing! Purposely seeking out You-Know-Who! You'll get yourself killed!"

I was snapped out of my trance by Mrs. Weasley muttering, "Oh, very well, then." Her face and neck were rather red, and she got up, walking out of the living room stiffly.