The Great Outdoors

[Felicity Hjort]

"Are there now?" she asked him with a grin. He'd told her before he used to get into trouble a lot, but she didn't really see it. How much trouble could a Prefect get into? She was aware that he'd been Prefect for a few years, but truthfully...Prefects were supposed to be upstanding and outstanding students. Besides, he wasn't a troublemaker that she could see. The only time she could remember him getting into trouble that year was when they were all in the forest. And he definitely hadn't lost his House one hundred and fifty points.

"The lips..." Felicity trailed off, leaning in to touch hers to his. "Cheeks..." she continued, kissing both of his. "Ears..." she told him, taking a moment to kiss his. "And the neck..." the blonde said quietly before kissing his neck softly. "Are all a part of Anatomy, aren't they?"

It wasn't the kind of Anatomy she was sure most would be thinking of, but in the end, they were a part of it. Those parts helped to make up the human body, so Anatomy they were.

[Drew Thornton]

Drew felt his face flush, not sure if she was just teasing or really wanted to know. He grinned down at her and gave a small shrug as an answer. He couldn't elaborate much farther because she was starting in on her own Anatomy lesson.

Her first few kisses made his smile, but as she moved to his ears and his neck, he closed his eyes and gave an audible sigh, enjoying the feel of the warmth spreading down to his midsection. "Will... will I be tested on this later?" he asked softly. Hopefully, he'd pass.

[Felicity Hjort]

Kissing his jaw, Felicity smiled at him and wrinkled her nose. She wasn't sure if he'd be able to see it in the lighting, but she thought it was funny how he was calling her his teacher in a way. All school year practically she'd referred to him as her teacher because of him helping her with charms and stuff, she just found it funny he was basically referring to her as a teacher. Especially when the subject had already been established as not one of her areas of expertise. Wasn't she usually following his lead when it came to this stuff?

"Yes," she told him with a big grin. "A few pop quizzes and I was thinking maybe a final." Leaning her forehead against his, she smiled at him and carefully bumped his nose again. "You think maybe we should sit?"

Felicity knew she didn't weigh a lot, but she also figured he'd get tired of holding both himself and her up most of the time.

[Drew Thornton]

Finals usually meant the lessons were over and the student was ready to move to the next level... or never took that class again. Drew hoped it wouldn't be the later option, but figured his final would be a ways off even if it was the former.

"But... but lots of practice until then, right?" he asked slowly and though she wasn't kissing him anymore, he kept his eyse closed, enjoying the feel of having her around him like she was. While she wasn't that heavy, he had considered sitting down and get more comfortable, but he hadn't moved, worried his jello-knees would give way and he'd drop her. But now that she mentioned it he nodded back, rubbing his nose against hers as he did so.

[Felicity Hjort]

"How else are you supposed to be expected to pass?" Felicity asked him with a big, teasing grin. Practice, and lots of it, a bit of studying and some luck, and that's all that was needed to pass quizzes and exams. Of course, she was rather looking forward to the prospects of lots of practice too, even if she wasn't the apparent student. However, she figured Drew would probably be more able to teach in this subject than she could.

Giggling as his nose brushed up and down against hers, Felicity kissed him lightly one more time before she dropped her hold on him, letting herself back to the ground carefully. She figured it wouldn't be any good to somehow hurt herself while she was out, alone, in the dark with Drew. Her dad really wouldn't like that.

And while she stepped back carefully, Felicity pulled the blanket with her. She wasn't really cold, but it was kind of wrapped around her and she figured if Drew was cold it'd only be another moment before he'd be wrapped up in it again. And they'd be able to better see the stars too.

[Drew Thornton]

Drew thought her class syllabus sounded pretty good to him. He expected it to include a lot of time practicing for those quizzes she was promising. Quizzes were not finals. Quizzes were just to check progress, so he wasn't too worried about those.

She dropped to the ground and even that simple movement sent the butterflies in his stomach fluttering. With her step back, he followed along, not willing to give up the blanket either. With an arm around her waist and a soft kiss on her lips, he eased down, gently pulling her down with him.

[Felicity Hjort]

Felicity loved when he took that step toward her and she was taking a step back, every time it was done. There was something about the game of cat and mouse that she found almost exciting and that he played along, it was even more interesting. As he leaned in to kiss her again and started pulling her down, she started back in with her giggles.

There was just something about being with him that was absolutely amazing. And as amazing as it was, she couldn't help the laughter. Laughing meant she was happy, and Felicity was ecstatic about being so close to him. They'd come a long way in their relationship she felt, going from him showing off his silky boxers to liking one another, fighting, kissing, dating, and everything that happened between.

[Drew Thornton]

Drew loved her little giggle. He loved her eyes and her smell and the feel of her closeby. First one knee, than the other, followed by a hand and a hip and before long he was stretched out on his sleeping bag, grinning down at the brown-eyed blonde in his arms. The stars were forgotten for the time being. He could look at those any old time.

"So, professor, where's the lesson start?" he asked liking this game. If she was the teacher then she was in charge, she'd set the pace, and he wouldn't accidentally go over any lines he wasn't supposed to.

[Felicity Hjort]

Easily following Drew, Felicity had no problem letting him pull her down alongside of him. It was fun, somewhat exciting, and she trusted him not to push her into a rock. Besides that, where she was laying in his arms she had a good view of him, right up close, which was the best she could get. He was a really nice looking boy, and she loved being so close to him.

"Well..." she giggled, trying not to think too much about the fact he was pretending to have her lead the way. Considering she was usually at a complete loss with this kind of thing, she thought it was awfully funny. "The first thing to know about is the perfect setting."

At the moment, what could be more perfect than being in his arms under a blanket of stars? Nothing that she could think about when snow wasn't really available. "We've the stars, the outdoors, and I've you. I think that's perfect enough, do you?"

However, that wasn't the real reason to teach about the setting. "But really, it matters more how comfortable a person is. I mean, anatomically, we've parts of the body that can just get in the way of being right comfortable when sitting, standing, or laying down."

Grinning up at him, she hoped he knew she was only teasing. The blonde was quite laying on his sleeping bag with him, being encased in his arms and the blanket, though, she was feeling a bit overly warm with the sweatshirt on.

[Drew Thornton]

Drew smiled back, kissing her lilghtly as she talked about setting. The warm summer night really couldn't be more perfect with it's star sprinkled sky and a gourgeous girl in his arms. "No snow," he pointed out, though there really wasn't anything either of them coculd do about it unless they went into a tent. Actually, that might have been kind of fun if it hadn't been for the trouble they would have gotten into from her dad for being in closed quarters alone.

It was the mention of body parts that made him blush though, and he wasn't quite sure if she meant what he was thinking she meant. There weren't too many things that could get in the way and he had really never had a problem with any of them. On the other hand, he had often been concerned that she had.

"Comfortable now?" he asked, figuring this was probably the best time to figure something out if she wasn't.

[Felicity Hjort]

"No snow," Felicity repeated, "but I think it might be too cold to be laying outdoors in the middle of winter like this. We'd need another ten layers of clothing and just as many blankets." And if there was that much between them, then it could be difficult to snuggle comfortable without freezing their noses off, or their ears, possibly fingers. However, she was set against the idea of stargazing in the snow either, maybe they could figure something out at Hogwarts. That would be fun.

"Well, your knee isn't digging in anywhere and you're toes aren't pricking either," the blonde answered with a big smile. All she'd been thinking about when she mentioned uncomfortable circumstances were elbows not being propped correctly, knees digging into something, shoulders at an odd angle. If she'd known what Drew was thinking of, well...she wouldn't have been thinking of her own innocent thoughts about knees and elbows.

"I am feeling hot," she continued looking up at him. But in order to wiggle the sweatshirt off, he'd either have to move, or watch out for her elbows.

[Drew Thornton]

While lying in the snow wasn't something he usually wanted to do, if it meant watching the stars with her in his arms, he was willing to give it a try. If nothing else, he thought it might be fun trying to keep each other warm.

"My toes prick you?" he asked with a slight snicker, not sure exactly what that meant. He was pretty good about keeping the toenails under control, but maybe he had been mistaken. "I'll watch out for my knees too," he told her giving her a small kiss.

But for the time being, it looked like he might have to watch out for her elbows because he wasn't about to give up his hold on her unless she asked him to. "You should take off the sweater," he told her.

[Felicity Hjort]

"Yes," she giggled. "You know, when you get too close to someone and you move just right and your toes kind stab a person?" she asked him, hoping it didn't sound to silly. It did to her. Though, with the length of his legs, she wasn't too worried about his toes poking her any, unless he curled up better than she could, which with his lanky body she didn't know if it was really that possible, especially as he was holding onto her, and awfully close and tight.

"Mmm..." she hummed back in response as he kissed her, not giving her enough time to teasingly warn him that he'd better watch his knees and where they went.

"I should..." Felicity agreed, though made no movement to as he had made no movement to let go. While she didn't mind him holding her, it was going to be hard to get his sweatshirt off when his arms were wrapped around it, there wasn't much wiggle room, and she didn't really want to let go of him yet.

"Since you aren't moving to let go, are you at least going to help me get it over my head?" she asked before kissing him lightly. It really would be the least he could do, help get up to at least where she wasn't laying on it too much, his arms wouldn't be wrapped around the material, and she could prop herself up on an elbow to inch it the rest of the way off.

[Drew Thornton]

Drew laughed back, still not exactly sure what she meant. "I kind of like that part," he admited, making a silly face but being entirely honest. It gave him a sense of how close she was to him. "But I suppose I'll have to watch that too."

She wanted to take her sweatshirt off and Drew supposed he'd have to let her. "I'd have to let go of you," he pointed out, accepting her kiss with a smile. Even if he helped her get it off, that would mean his arms would have to leave her for a moment. Realistically, he was pretty sure he could manage the slight separation, but that didn't mean he wanted to.

[Felicity Hjort]

Sticking her tongue out, Felicity scrunched up her nose. It was nice being able to feel exactly how close you were to another person, but she wasn't fond of the digging and pricking toes. However, with as long as his legs were, she really didn't have to worry about it any.

"Only for a moment," she told him. And even if it was just so she could slip the material up to where she'd be able to pull it off herself, she was fine with that. She just needed his arms to loosen a little to get his sweatshirt off. It still smelled like him, and she was hoping by the end of the trip it would smell a little more like him. What fun was it keeping something of his if it didn't even smell like him?

"You'll help me, right?" she asked him, leaning in to kiss him slowly. When she had the opportunity, why shouldn't she?