Sherlock's p.o.v

"Sherlock. Sherlock!" A deep voice disturbed my slumber. I rolled over before opening my eyes.
"Alfie? What do you want?" My voice was still thick with sleep.
"John's asking for ya. He said he'd meet you in the courtyard." John wanted me.
"Ok. Thanks."
"I stood up and stretched, my legs still a bit sore from sneaking in after curfew. Professor McGonagall almost caught us when I brought John back to his room.
"Woah! That's quite a hickey mate! Where'd ya get it?" Their was a hint of jealousy in Alfie's voice. He wished he was the one to give me the hickey. He's fancied me for a while now. I'm going to have to tell him about John and I.
"My boyfriend." I reply simply.
"Who is?" I hesitated a bit.
"John Watson."
"I bloody knew it!"
"Don't go telling everyone yet. I don't know who John wants to know."
"Who John wants to know what?" James asked waking up.
"Nothing!" I quickly finished getting dressed before grabbing my book bag and hurrying to the courtyard. It was still a bit dark and training didn't start for two hours, so John and I would have plenty of time. I approached the small fountain eagerly. It had been hours since John and I had last kissed and I desperately craved the taste of his lips. I saw a small figure sitting on the edge of the fountain. As I got closer I saw my lover more and more clearly. The dim light cast shadows against the skin on his neck and face. God he's gorgeous! He looked up when he heard my converse sneakers squeak against the grass which was still wet with dew.
"You came!" He sounded relived as he stood up closing the gap between our bodies. I wrapped my arms around his waist, and he wrapped his around my neck.
"Of course. Why wouldn't I?" John sighed.
"Alfie might not have told you. He fancies you, ya know." I could hear a hint of jealousy in John's voice even though there is no reason to be jealous.
"Well I don't care who fancies me. The only one I want is you." John sighed in contentment. He stood up on his tippy toes to try and kiss me. He was still a little to short. I ducked my head down a bit so he could reach. From the second our lips connected, it felt like time had stopped. Kissing John made me forget about the danger. The death that we could face at any time. John laced his fingers in my hair deepening the kiss. I gently bit down on his bottom lip, begging for entry. He teased me a bit before opening his mouth all the way. I eagerly slid my tongue into his mouth, trying to memorize every part of it. His lips tasted better than the sweetest candy. We finally had to pull away to breath. If we could hold our breath forever than we would never stop kissing. John allowed me to take in a few deep breaths before pulling me into another kiss. This time it was more passionate and fierce. We battled for dominance until John finally let me take over. He pushed me down onto the edge of the fountain before climbing into my lap and crossing his legs around my back. Once again we pulled away for a brief moment to breathe. I lay down in the grass on my back with John on top of me, not caring that the grass is wet. I run my fingers up and down his back while he whispers sweet nothings in my ear. We lay in the grass for a while. I have my eyes closed while John plants kisses all over my face and neck.
"John?"
"Mm?"
"What do you think we have to fight?" He looked me in the eye.
"Snape told me not to tell anyone, but secrets aren't healthy in a relationship so I'll tell you. We're fighting some death-eaters that are trying to avenge you know who." Death-eaters. Easy enough.
"John?"
"Yes love?" My heart always picks up the pace when he calls me love.
"Who do we want to know?"
"Know what?"
"About us."
"Everyone." I smiled. John wasn't ashamed of our love.
"I love you John."
"I love you too Sherlock."

~*~*~Time Jump To December~*~*~

(A/N I just want to let you know that even though it's December in the book it's only August in real life)

John and I have been dating for about two months now and we have not yet had even one fight. Everyone at school already knew about John and I. Our families don't know yet but I think they'll be fine with it. After all, John's sister Harriet has a girlfriend and Mycroft is currently dating Lestrade. Speaking of which, it might seem cheesy but I miss my brother.
"John?" I ask as our little group walks to the cafe. Our group has expanded a bit. Molly's boyfriend Tom has joined along with one of Jim's friend Irene Adler and her girlfriend Kate. Our group now consisted of four Slytherin, two Hufflepuff, one Ravenclaw and one Gryffindor.
"Yes Sherlock?"
"Do you miss Harry?"
"Not Particularly."
"Oh."
"Why?"
"I kinda miss Mycroft."
"Awwwww."
"Shut up!" John and I were slightly behind the others, just out of earshot.
"I can't believe we'll be going home next week. Time really flies."
"Yeah." John was right. Time really does fly. We've been going to regular classes for the past month. Snape is still certain that the death-eaters are coming but it might take them a while. We arrived at the cafe and sat at our usual booth. From left to right it went Tom, Molly, me with John in my lap, Sebastian with Jim in his lap, Irene, and Kate. It's funny, we're all together, like together, together, but there's only one straight couple in the whole group. Everyone at school excepted us but some of the girls were a bit disappointed. The fact that John and I are together still doesn't change the fact that girls constantly flirt with us. But they mean nothing to us. From now on it's just John and I against the world.