Just a little Quidditch Training

Elijah walked out onto the Quidditch pitch with his broom resting on his shoulder. Once again he was looking a bit worse for wear as he had successfully lost more of his clothing than he usually did and thankfully Elijah made mental list of what he had and what he didn't have.

Outer Robes - Missing,
Bag - Been Missing since the start of the year,
Trousers - Thankfully still in tacked along with underwear but swapped the school trousers for jeans so quite comfy now.
Shirt - Been gone a while, starting to get chilly.
Shoes - Definitely got them but are now a pair of Chuck Taylor’s (:

As warm as the day was, he couldn't escape the chill. He wasn't a particularly warm human being and he knew he loved the sun for a reason. However, the lack of school clothing was just another reminder of why he preferred being outside instead of cooped up in a classroom with stuffy teachers who think they know everything and students who haven't got a dark bone in their body.

So here he was, Elijah Krum, standing shirtless on the grass on the Hogwarts Quidditch Pitch with Nachash- his living, breathing, talking snake tattoo - curling around his abdomen and making him look fairly unapproachable.

Despite those minor flaws in his outward appearance, Elijah was feeling great. He had somehow broken into the Quidditch office and taken the box of Bludgers and other such things. He had made sure to bring some Beaters bats, he was pretty handy with one and wasn't sure exactly what the Bludgers felt like doing.

But now all he had to do was wait for Rosalie, his little Malfoy as he had now decided to fondly call her. Either that or he would just have to have her as his Rose. Whatever one went down better or worse - she was now his Quidditch buddy/protégé.

Rosalie was walking towards the field. Her heart was pounding as hard as a rock. Her mind was telling her "What are you doing? If you step out on that field get ready for a life of humaliation and ridicule." Her feet kept moving towards the stadium. She decided to wear jeans and a tanktop and a pair of chuck taylor's. She felt that would've been appropiate to practice in.She felt the warm sun on her skin. I felt a lot better than being in the school any day.

When she finally reached the stadium, she looked down and felt the grass. It was a still a little wet from the rain, but no matter. Rosalie enjoyed every minute of it. She looked up and saw the bleachers high above her. "It's much bigger down here then up in the bleachers for sure." she said to herself she looked at the hoops on each side knowing exactly how far apart the are from each other, only from reading the book. "What have I've been doing with my life, constanly read about quidditch when all this time its been right under my nose." She imagined herself flying high on the broom over the stadium. Kids cheering her name, Rosalie.

She opened her eyes, and saw Elijah standing there. Shirtless! Her heart started pounding agian, thumping out her chest. "Oh if I was nervous before, now I'm a whole lot of trouble! Rosalie held on to her broom tightly as she walked closer to him.

Elijah saw Rosalie walking over and he noticed the red on her cheeks. Her heart must have been beating a mile a minute. Eli was no vampire so he couldn't hear the thing but he saw the effects and he was amused by them to say the least. Rosalie was an interesting creature.

Nachash hissed in agreement and Eli whispered a few reassuring words in Parseltongue before walking over to Rosalie who was gingerly making her way towards him and the vibrating box of Quidditch Balls.

"Hey." Elijah smiled at Rosalie and couldn't help but smirk as he saw that she found her shoes very interesting indeed. "Chin up, Rose." Elijah said, sliding his fingers down her cheek and underneath her chin. He nudged it up gently and pushed her gaze to his. She was intoxicating to say the least. Her child-like awkwardness was sweet and innocent but he couldn't help but wonder if that was really the case.
"Never, ever be embarrassed around me. Chill because I won't bite or anything of the like unless it's necessary."

Elijah turned and put his hand on the small of Rosalie's back. The pitch was huge, the one at his home was... slightly larger but Hogwarts would have to do. Elijah grinned and sat himself down on the grass. He put his arms around his head laid down on the soft grass.

"C'mon then, love." he smirked again and pointed to the broom she had. "Let's see how you fly and we'll start with that, hm?"

Elijah flashed her a cheeky grin and settled himself down to watch Rosalie fly.

Rosalie blushed as she got closer to him. She tried to hide it by staring at the ground but she knew he saw the red flush through her cheeks like spilled paint. When she finally got up to him she noticed his snake tattoo. Her eyes widened, as she saw it was moving, and hissing like the felt her presence.

Rosalie felt his soft hand touch her cheek. Her spine tingled when he traced his fingers down her chin. She then looked in his eyes, and gave him a look as if she was an innocent child.

'How on earth am I going to concentrate if I cant stop looking at his amazing body?' she thought to herself.

When Elijah laid down on the soft wet grass, she couldn't help but notice how beautiful he was laying there. She imagined herself laying beside him, them both lying in the middle of the field looking up at the sky.

"Alright." Rosalie whipped one leg over the broom then zoomed of into the distance. As she was flying around the stadium, she got that feeling agian. Like there was no ground, nothing but sky. Her blonde hair was glistening like diamonds as she went up towards the sun. To really impress Elijah she decided to do a few tricks. She did a 360 degree spin, flying upsidedown, doing one loop after the other. Rosalie never got dizzy, as she trained her self to spot certain points when she spun through the air. She then decided to go around the whole stadium. Her heart was pounding, her adrenaline was up so she let out a big scream. As she made her way around the stadium she decided to go back down to Eli. She slowly plainted her feet on the ground. She sat her broom down, then laid on the grass.

"That was, and will be the most exilharating feeling I will ever have in my life."

Elijah watched in interest as Rosalie flew around the pitch. Her technique was flawless and he loved the way her hair flew out behind her. Elijah wondered if she had tried standing up on the broom and flying like that. Elijah felt the corners of his mouth curve up in a smile and he found himself involuntary smiling.

Eli chuckled at her comment. He could think of some particularly exhilarating things that she could experience. Many, many things. Elijah sat up and stretched slightly before clicking his fingers. His broom rose into the air and he jumped up before stepping onto the broom. He grinned at Rosalie and held his hand out to her.

"C'mon, I'll show you something more exhilarating." he murmured.

Rosalie's breathing came to a slow pace as she gripped on to the grass. She smiled to her self. She opened her eyes , and saw Eli hovering over her. "You know you want to take his hand. This is your chance." her mind was telling her. She grabbed on to his hand and got on the broom. She linked her arms around his body and whispered in his ear. "Show me everything."

Elijah grinned and pressed down on the front of the broom. It shot off and Elijah curved it, making it spin and he tightened his grip on Rosalie just to be safe. Eli directed broom out of the pitch and closed his eyes as it picked up speed and he made his way down to the lake. He pressed the broom down further so it was just flying above the water.

Elijah stepped behind Rosalie and gently lifted her arms up so the air could pass through. It was a brilliant feeling, he knew it well. One of freedom and possibility, one that could never be forgotten.

"Feel the air." he murmured in her ear. Elijah nudged some of her hair back from her neck and planted a small kiss on her pulse point. He smiled and closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of absolute content. "Take in everything around you Rosalie."

Elijah ran his hand along her bare arms and smiled to himself. "Touch.."
He directed the broom to the bank and picked a flower out of it before throwing the broom back onto it's course. He flicked the flower against her nose before tucking it behind her ear and closed his eyes again. "Smell."

Elijah kissed her pulse point again but sucked on the skin slightly before pulling away once more. "Taste." he murmured in her ear and blew across her lobe. "Sound."

He cast a bubble-head charm over the entire broom and pushed it down into the water. He opened his eyes and brushed his lips against Rosalie's ear.
"Open your eyes, my little Rose."

Rosalie and Elijah flew of into the distance out of the stadium. She closed her eyes tightly as she wanted to feel every moment. She felt his arm go around her. She felt safe in his arms like nothing could possibly harm her.

She felt his soft fingers glide slowly down her arms. They lifted up as if she was flying. She heard the sweet sound of his voice in her ear. She responded to him in her mind saying, "I feel the air and it feels wonderful." The wind was blowing agianst her skin so fast, as if it was going straight through her.

She felt his soft lips touch her neck. It was undescribable the feeling he was giving her. She tilted her head back begging for more. She lifted her head back up still eyes closed. She then smelled the scent of a flower, then moaned with enjoyment.

Agian, she felt his lips touch her neck, but this time something different happened.
She felt a little bit of her skin rise up when he let go. She giggled agian. Then heard the words "Touch, Sound" in her ear.

Rosalie officailly had no more doubts. No matter what he did, it truley amazed her. On his command Rosalie opened her eyes. She gasped at the beautiful site before her. Its beautiful." She then looked into his eyes. "Your beautiful."

"You're beautiful, Rosalie." Elijah felt like gravity was pulling him towards her. An amazing feeling to say the least but it might have been the fact that he was underneath the water.

Whatever it was he didn't care. Elijah pushed his hand through her hair and rested his hand at the back of her neck. He wrapped his arm around Rosalie's waist and pulled her flush against him. She was delicate and so very breakable. It was if a touch could shatter her into a thousand pieces.

Elijah dipped his head and lightly brushed his lips against her own. It was a slow release, but passionate none the less. Elijah broke away from the kiss and trailed kisses down her neck, sucking on pieces of skin and giving butterfly kisses to other pieces.

Elijah pressed kisses against her collar bone and caressed her neck with gentle flicks of his tongue before returning to her rosy red lips, as if they had been waiting for him.

Elijah knew he probably wouldn't be able to form a simple sentence after he had finished ravishing this woman, this rose. He was acting on pure instinct or possibly hormones. Whatever the causes were that made him do this, made him act out of character, he didn't care because he was loving every minute.

Rosalie smiled at his comment. She instantly wanted to kiss him after that, but she didnt how he would react to it. But it was the other way around. He kissed her. They released slowly. She thought it was going to stop there, but he had other intentions.

His lips gently kissed her neck and she loved it that way. She was beggining to love this passionate side of him. It had her feel specail, and fragile. At that moment he was her world and she wanted to inhabit in it.

As he kissed her, she wanted to take out the time to touch his body. Feel every muscle, every vain, every inch of skin. But still she was waitiing for him to come back towards her face.

She felt little flicks of his tounge go across her neck. Sbe smiled, enjoying the wonderful feeling. Rosalie wouldn't know what to do or what to say after they were done. All she knew was that she didn't want to stop and if he did, she would have other intentions in mind