Harry stood on his porch looking around at the street. It felt strange for the weather to be so clear considering it was December. Hogwarts had always been covered in snow at this point in the year. As had the rest of the country once he was out of school. Even in his work with the Ministry didn't escape the touch of winter.
Parvati had already completed his list. They would arrive in a day or two considering it had to cross the ocean as well as find the way to Sunnydale. He had his mail routed through a curse-breaker specifically for any sort of tracking charms. Parvati wouldn't put one on the packages, but that didn't mean others were worthy of such trust.
A car rolled up and stopped in front of the house.
"Hi," Cordelia waved at him. "I was hoping you would call."
Harry walked over to the car. He knew very little about muggle vehicles, but he could tell this one was quality. It even smelled new.
"Do you like my early Christmas present?" Cordelia preened.
Harry nodded, "It looks good with you at the wheel."
Cordelia blushed. He got into the passenger seat then clicked the seatbelt.
"Where did you want to go?" She asked.
Harry smiled at her, "I was hoping you would have some ideas. My friends would love some local items."
"Just local?" She asked with a slight pout.
"American," He clarified. "There are a few presents in Sunnydale I can get on my own."
She put the car into drive, "In that case, I've got a few places we can go. Have you ever been to Santa Barbara? It's like thirty minutes."
"No," Harry shook his head. "I was planning on traveling more this summer."
She gasped, "You didn't do any sightseeing on the way here?"
"No," Harry chuckled. "I was focused on getting here as fast as I can."
She furrowed her brow, "Why?"
"Witches and wizards have an energy to them," He explained. "It's a mixture of individual, training, and experience. Power is a portion of it as well."
She nodded.
"Tracking that energy is easy if you know what you're looking for," He continued. "There are places that have their own energy to them, like Sunnydale that are strong enough to mask my signature."
"Why would you need to mask your signature?" She asked. "Are you a criminal? OH! Are you famous?"
Harry laughed, "No, I'm not a criminal."
"But you are famous," She stated.
He smiled then said, "I never said that."
"You only said you weren't a criminal," She countered. "And purposely didn't say anything about being famous."
Harry nodded, "I was famous when I was younger. Not many people care anymore." He sighed. "I don't want to talk about it."
"Got it," Cordelia replied in a serious tone. "Talking about your childhood stardom is a no-no. Are you going to tell me why you're hiding?"
Harry chuckled, "It's simple. I wanted a vacation."
She accepted that answer easily enough. He had forgotten how nice it was for people to resist the urge to ask more questions.
"Where are we going?" Harry asked.
Cordelia brightened up instantly, "I have some boutique that I want to show you. You'll love it."
"Are there bookstores? One of my friends would kill me if I didn't get her at least one for her," Harry smiled. "A few of my friends are inventors so if you know of a hobby shop or something along those lines would be great."
Cordelia scowled at the road in thought, "I can come up with something. There are a lot of quirky shops that should have something."
"I am in your hands," Harry said.
"I like the sound of that," Cordelia winked at him.
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"This is a used bookstore," Cordelia motioned to the storefront. "It should have exactly what you are looking for."
Harry smiled at her. She was a lot more observant than he had expected. There were a lot of little things that she picked up. They had passed by multiple other bookstores to find this one. This one was older than the others and had a broad scope of topics.
He scanned the shelves as they stepped inside. All of the books looked to be leatherbound with hints of gold in the text for the titles. There was a selection in other languages as well. Sections were perfectly labeled and arranged. Someone clearly puts a lot of care into running it.
The topics ran the range from fancy editions of classic fiction to historical studies on various arts. He had a stack of books in his arms before they made it to the second row. Harry didn't spend a lot of time in bookstores, most of the time his trips were focused on a single item. There was a surprisingly large amount of fiction in the magical world. It made some sense as the options for entertainment were limited. This place was exactly what he needed for Hermione's gift. His arms were full of local folklore and the legends of First Nations. He was able to find some regional gardening techniques and horticulture books perfect for Neville. An American Muggle cookbook for Molly and a 'How It's Made' book for Arthur. Harry would have to keep this place in mind for the future.
Harry hadn't wanted to get her another book, but these were too good to pass.
"Thank you, Cordelia," Harry said as they stepped outside with his purchases.
He stole a quick look around before wordlessly shrinking the package then slipping it into his pocket. Cordelia gasped as the casual use of magic.
"That is handy," Cordelia smiled brightly at him.
Harry chuckled, "Where else did you have in mind?"
Cordelia was a master of her skillset. She had taken the few conversations she had with Harry about his friends, as well as those she had overheard to put together a selection of options. The gifts for Fred, George, and Ron were found in a crafting hobby store. Delicate tools for detailed projects, and a few hobby kits were perfect for them.
He picked out a box of a locally made specialty chocolates for Fillius. Next, was a stop to a top-shelf liquor store for Minerva. He didn't know much about the brands and methods of brewing whiskey, so he bought whatever the clerk suggested.
Harry settled on a set of precision scales for Greengrass. He hoped it was personal enough to show he was paying attention to her skills while remaining professional. She was the last of the easier gifts.
Unlike the others, he couldn't get anything with local information for Tonks. She would use it to track him down. Harry wasn't anywhere near ready to end his trip yet, but he wouldn't skip getting her a gift. He got her a detective novel.
The last two people were the hardest. Luna and Teddy.
Teddy was a going to be three this year which meant he was in the spot between baby toys and actual toys. He decided to go with a couple of puzzles and building blocks.
Luna was the absolute hardest person to shop for. They searched through the entire town for something that would work. He was sure that she would love anything he got her, which made it so much harder. It wasn't until they found themselves with the two last shops in town. One was an antique store and the other was for sporting goods. The second option seemed the best considering she spent a lot of her time on expeditions.
He had almost given up when he saw the perfect thing. A fishing vest. It had multiple pockets that could be snapped shut and it was waterproof. This was another store he would have to keep in mind for later. Arthur would love some things from here as well.
"Thank you," Harry said as he loaded his purchases into the trunk of her car.
She smiled at him, "You are welcome. I'm glad to help out." A slight nervousness slipped into her smile. "I was looking forward to spending time with you."
"Oh?" Harry closed the trunk then opened the driver's door for her.
She got in and waited for him to do the same before continuing their conversation.
"I wanted to get to know you," Cordelia stated. "Before the weird different world thing. That whole thing made me realize I shouldn't wait any longer."
Harry nodded, "It's nice to get to know you too." He paused. "I feel like all I have done today is talk about my friends back home."
"I know," She replied brightly. "It's sweet to see you being so sensitive and caring toward them."
Harry sighed, "They're a big part of my life."
"Tell me about you now," She prompted. "What makes Harry tick?"
Harry raised an eyebrow at her, "Are you sure you want to know?"
"I asked," She answered.
"We'll make a deal," Harry said. "You tell me about you. I'll tell you about me?"
"Deal," Cordelia said.
The rest of the trip was spent trading life stories. Harry edited his adventures as to not overpower her rather mundane life. Cordelia was an only child, her parents were lawyers at different practices, and she wanted get a dog. Specifically, a Dorgi, they were Dachshund-Corgi mix that she saw once as a child. Her parents wouldn't let her get her license until she completed a Defensive Driving course along with Drivers Education. She had been a cheerleader since she was eleven and had only dropped off since she got caught up with Buffy. Now that he looked at her, she was rather fit. She wasn't on par with Faith in muscle which was an unfair comparison.
They trip back to his house didn't feel as long as the way out. It was starting to get dark once they got back. He didn't realize they had spent so long shopping. It was the first time in his life that he hadn't despised spending more than a few minutes shopping.
"Thank you, Cordelia," Harry said as they came to a stop outside. "This was a nice day. I have no idea how long this would have taken without your help."
Her cheeks had a nice little blush. She was never lacking in compliments, but this was something genuine.
"Do you need help carrying things inside?" Cordelia asked.
She froze and blushed even brighter when she realized how silly the offer was. Harry could put the entire day of purchases in his pockets if he wanted. It was the thought that counts, right?
"Would you like to come in?" Harry offered.
She nodded, thankful for the save.
Harry took the purchases out of the trunk and led her inside. He returned them to their normal size before setting the to the side.
"Is Faith home?" Cordelia asked as she closed the door.
Harry turned to face her, "I don't know."
"You guys really aren't dating?" Cordelia asked. "How does that work since you live together?"
"We're housemates," Harry replied as he walked over to the stairs. "Cordelia, would you like to come upstairs?"
"What?" Cordelia gasped, her cheeks went bright red. "Why would I want to do that? We have a nice day, it doesn't mean I want to sleep with you."
Harry smirked at her, "I never said anything about sleeping with you."
Cordelia let out a shaky breath before nodding. She took a step closer to him, then led him upstairs. Harry guided her to his room once he was on the second floor. He leaned closer, placing a gentle kiss on her lips. Cordelia returned the kiss with growing passion. She was barely able to think as Harry's hands roamed all over her body. He led her through the hallway to his bedroom.
She felt herself gently and skillfully undressed. His dexterous fingers played her like a quality instrument. Her vision cleared in time to see Harry was kneeling between her legs.
Cordelia stammered out that was almost speech, but Harry was kissing along her legs. She went quiet when reached her thighs. Harry licked her rapidly wetting pussy folds, and she threw her head back in a moan.
"Oh, god. Don't stop!" Cordelia begged.
Harry had no intention to stop, as he proved when he licked over her clit. Cordelia had never felt something like this before. Sure, she had spent some private time with her fingers, but this was on a completely different lever.
"Don't stop," She moaned at him.
Harry pulled her closer to the edge of the bed, then began kissing up along her legs. Cordelia moaned, and spread her legs wider, allowing Harry easier access. He kissed around her engorged lips, then slowly licked across her clitoris, before he placed a few kisses on her inner lips and spread them with his tongue. Cordelia was softly moaning, grabbing the covers in her fists, as Harry poked the tip of his tongue in her entrance. A wicked smile crossed his face as his tongue began to vibrate. Cordelia screamed and shuddered, her vision flashed white as she had the first orgasm of her life. Harry's face was splashed by her juices as she shuddered through another orgasm. He crawled over her body, finding her lips to kiss her deeply. Cordelia tasted herself on her tongue, as Harry's tongue dominated hers. She was still coming down from her orgasm, as she felt Harry's dick pressing against her slit.
He started to move in slow, deep movements. The deep thrusts jumbled her thoughts, mixing her mind with the feeling of pleasure. When he finally broke the kiss, she was fully into it and was moaning deeply as Harry grabbed her hips, thrusting fiercely into her. Cordelia's body was on fire, wave after wave of pleasure shooting through her. Harry slammed into her hard, then she suddenly felt him tense. His cum shot out of his cock filling her up fully. The extra sensation was enough to bring her over the edge again. She moaned deeply even as she shuddered around Harry.
For a while the two lovers just lay there, Harry still buried in her tight cunt. Cordelia sighed as she curled up against Harry. She gasped incredulously, as Harry lifted her legs until they rested on his shoulder. Then he began deep strokes in her, hitting her cervix on the deepest strokes. Cordelia was moaning constantly, as Harry drove her into the mattress. The sensation of his cock on her well lubricated pussy was rushing her to another orgasm. She let out a long formless moan as she shuddered as Harry hit all the right spots.
Feeling her cum pushed Harry over the edge again. He filled her cunt with his hot cum once more. Cordelia went limp as her orgasm came to a stop. Harry kissed her on the forehead before he slumped onto the bed next to her.
"I don't usually do this," She gasped. "I mean, I've done this before, but I don't do this a lot."
Harry took her hand in his own, "You don't have to explain."
"Are we," She guessed. "Together now?"
Harry raised his eyebrows, "Was that you wanted?"
"I guess," Cordelia replied. "I think so. I don't know. The thing with Xander is still messing with me."
Harry nodded, "I had fun today. The shopping, not this. This was fun too."
"I know," She said smiling.
"I would like to get to know you more," Harry said. "You said you and your family are going somewhere for the holiday? We could spent some time together once you get back if you still want to."
She sat up and caught sight of the street outside. It was fully night now.
"Hey, Harry," She turned to face him with a nervous smile. "Can I stay over? I don't want to be outside alone."
"Sure," Harry got off the bed as well. "Do you want to join me in the shower?"
Cordelia blushed. She shook her head and looked away.
"There's another bathroom downstairs," Harry offered. "That way you don't have to wait. There is plenty of hot water to go around."
"Thank you," Cordelia gathered her clothes.
Cordelia considered putting them on for the short trip downstairs. The cum running down her leg told her it wasn't worth it. She clutched her clothes to her chest and hurried out of the room. Her body froze as she came face to face with Faith.
The slayer gave her a once over.
She smiled, "Did he do the tongue thing?"
Cordelia nodded.
"Blew my mind too," Faith offered. "It's the second door on the right."
Cordelia stood there for a moment as the other girl walked away, "Thank, thank you!"
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NOTE:Apologies for how late in the day this came out. Working through a foggy brain. I hope this reads smoothly.