Chapter 61

Had he not been so tired, he would have at least questioned Selene on her actions. Why was she doing this? They had just met, and even though he had saved her they were not really friends? Why then, was she getting so close to him?

And finally, had he been more experienced when it came to women, or perhaps older, he probably would have realized what she was doing.

But he didn't. As much as Harry liked to think of himself as an adult, there were some things that he was just too young to understand. Not even those romance novels Lisa loved reading so much could prepare him for what the vampire behind him was doing.

Not that he would have used them as a reference for this kind of moment anyways. Those books were fiction, untrue, false. They didn't give a realistic and in depth look inside of the female mind at all. Those books were just some fools attempt at creating a story where two people got together and began procreating for no discernible reason as they were obviously not doing it to have children.

"I know you want to keep working," Selene's hot breath tickled his ear as she whispered into it. Harry tried not to shudder. Tried, and failed miserably. "I do understand. You are a very hard working young man."

Harry's stomach began doing flip flops, so many it felt like it was trying to bounce it's way out of his throat. He felt almost like he was going to regurgitate his breakfast, only, not at the same time. It was, like most of the sensations he had experienced when in the presence of this girl, something he had no clue how to clarify or handle.

"But you must learn that you can't keep doing this. Your body is tired, your mind is tired. If you keep this up, it won't matter how long or hard you work, you won't be able to get any better. You won't learn, you won't grow, and you may end up making mistakes that could hurt you."

Words tried to come out of Harry's mouth, but like the rest of his body, he could not seem to make them work. This girl's scent, her body pressed against his, her arms as they wound their way around his neck, everything about her was causing him to feel delirious.

And was she rubbing her cheek against his?

"I am worried about you," she continued, and Harry realized with a shudder that, yes, she was rubbing her cheek against his. A tender caress of skin on skin that sent jolts of lightning through him starting from where her body was touching his all the way to his feet. "You are burning yourself out, and if you keep this up, I am worried that you will get hurt."

"So please..."

Oh god. That voice. That pleading voice that awakened something undeniably primal in him was almost too much to bear.

"Let me take you out to lunch so you can relax and then get some rest."

Harry, bless his soul, managed to get his brain working enough that he could actually respond with words. Showing just how stubborn he was, he clung to that last little bit of desperation to finish his work.

"I... can't. I-I need to.. to finish this before..."

"If it is really that much of an issue, you could just use the time turner twice, once to return to this point in time, and another to go back thirteen hours."

"Thirteen?" For some reason, that number caused his mind to restart slightly. Just slightly. "Why thirteen?"

"So you can get some extra sleep of course. You've been going back eight hours only each day, meaning you only get five hours of sleep for every sixteen hours awake."

"Actually I usually only get five hours of sleep for every nineteen hours," Harry muttered almost absently as he corrected her. Selene blinked, but went with it."

"Then that's even worse. You're only getting five hours of sleep for every twenty seven hours. You could easily just go back thirteen hours and use one of the guest rooms to get some extra rest before portkeying home after your past self leaves. It's not like using the time turner actually ages you or anything. You can afford to use it a little more."

Time turners were very interesting devices. What they did was create a sphere, or a bubble, in which the person using the time turner remained stationary while the rest of the world moved backwards. It was an interesting bit of magic, one made even more interesting by the fact that the person using the time turner actually moved backwards in time relative to everyone else, but was not effected beyond that due to being within the time turners sphere of influence.

Harry, had his mind been working, would have cursed himself for not having some up with such a simple method of getting more rest. Why hadn't he thought of that before? It was such a simple solution that his mind seemed to have not even bothered thinking of it as a viable option.

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