It was the Christmas holidays and Kris had been given instructions on how to find the resistance by Milo Scone. He had packed a small travel pack and had muttered several passwords. He stood at the door and knocked.

*Kiley had been in the kitchen making herself a sandwich when she head a knock at the door. She hoped it was a new recruit and not milo coming back to yell at her some more. She grabbed her krutches and hobbled to the door, glancing in the mirror on the way there. She was glad she had bothered to put on real clothes today and comb her hair. And that she wasn't high just then. Kiley unlocked the door and pulled it open. She smiled when she saw it was someone new and that he was amazingly goodlooking.* "Hi.......You're the one that milo sent, right?"

He smiled at her, his eyes sparkling. "Yeah," he said looking through the door but then turning back to her. "Well he just gave me a piece of paper, is this the Resistance?"

*Kiley nodded.* "Yeah....this is the haedquartrers..." *She shut the door behind her and grabbed her crutches* "You're....Kristopher, right? Milo wrote me that you'd be coming soon. Make yourself at home..." *Kiley felt the familiar jolt in her stomach when she looked at him.* "I'm Kiley." *Now that she thought about, she could remember him...he was a year above her in the same house.*

"Please... Kris," he sat on the chair, taking in his new surroundings, pretty soon he was at ease like he normally was. It was warm, so as usual, with no embarrassment his top was off and tied around his waist. He slouched into the sofa, his legs out. He glanced at Kiley when he thought she wasn't looking, and if she returned it he glanced away quickly again and pretending to be admiring something.

He hoped she would sit on the sofa with him.

*Kiley had caught his glance and made brief eye contact with him. She grinned and looked away too, glad that Milo wasn't there to keep her from 'interacting' with him. She couldn't help but to look at his bare chest....it wasn't fair. Kiley walked over and sat in the chair opposite Kris* "I think I remember you from Hogwarts...I'm 6th year gryffindor. You're....7th, right?"

"Yes, thats right - you were quidditch captain. Yes I remember watching you play." There was a slight emphasis on "you". He felt a pang of disappointment when she sat elsewhere. She was looking at his chest, he knew it - a lot of girls did. If you've got it. Flaunt it. He sat back and allowed himself to be idolized before he snapped out of cuckoo land and started conversation.

"Any ground rules here?"

*Kiley smiled and leaned back in her chair. She removed her sweatshirt so she was just wearing a t-shirt, the necklace weston had given her, and her jeans.* "Ground rules.......Don't give away our location to the family, and don't get in Milo's way. That's about it."*It was so refreshing to have someone else in the house, particularly another boy that she could talk to.*

Milo burst in with a bunch of flowers, he entered the living room, singing "I love you baby" at the top of his voice but stopped as soon as he saw some young manwhore sitting topless next to his girl friend. The flowers died by magic in his hands.

"What the f**k is going on?" He said, an anvil of anger building momentum, he would crack at any moment.

*Kiley looked up from Kris over his head to Milo* "Milo," *She started calmly* "This is Kris. He's a new member of the resistance. You sent him." *Kiley stood, ballencing herself without her krutches* "We're just talking...."

He turned on Kris - grabbed him by the shoulders and threw him over the sofa. "Get away from my woman!" He shouted, his wand out. "I know what you were both doing." He turned on Kiley. "Yes, I know it. You were going to take him to your bed weren't you? Bored of me? Yes... yes."

*Kiley stepped foward and slapped Milo acros the face, although she wasn't nearly as strong as he was, so she was sure it hadn't done much* "Don't talk to me like that."

Milo reacted instantly and with the full force of his arm struck Kiley across the face.

Kris got up from his position and interjected. "I think its best if you left," he said, a slight quiver in his voice. He went and stood next to Kiley and placed a hand on her shoulder.

Milo raged and smashed several things before leaving. "Its over."

Kris took Kiley into a big embrace.

*Kiley stumbled back with th force of the blow. As soon as Milo was gone, Kiley fell into Kris's arms and cried* "I can't do it anymore...I can't deal with him....It's too much." *Kiley took in a deep breath to calm herself. His arms around her and his scentmade her feel a little better. She looked up at him and rubbed the tears from her eyes. There was an angry red mark on her face already.* "I'm sorry you had to see that..."

"It's ok". And unable to resist he kissed her firmly on the lips and did not part, he held the kiss for what seemed like forever, pouring all the passion from first-sight love into it. There was no explanation for it, it was instinct, nature, perfect. His hands held her tight in what only could have expressed all those immediate feelings for her.

*Kiley relaxed against him, her arms wrapped losely around his midsection. As much as she hated to do it, Kiley pulled herself from the kiss. She looked at him, slightly breahtless. Kiley hoor her hands off his waist and rubbed the tears from her cheeks. She wasn't sure what to say.....Kiley hadn't felt like that when she was kissed since...well, since she had kissed weston. Kiley realized for the first time how much she had missed it.*

He answered with another full on kiss, this time his hands moving around her body to please himself and her. He kissed her neck and bit. That would hurt in the morning. Then he parted her lips with his tongue and dared to love her with passion. He sat on the chair and guided her to his lap. There was a time for talk and this was not one of them.

*Kiley pressed her body against his, her head tilted to the side as he kissed her neck. Kiley's hands roamed all over his body untillt he found their way into his hair. She followed him to the couch, pulling her neck free from his mouth as she sat, straddling him so she could kiss him passionatly on the mouth. She had forgotten Milo completely and was fully absorbed in this moment only*

A kiss there, and a kiss here. Kris carried on instigating, pressing his body against her own, moving his mouth in accordance to her own movements. He placed his hands on her ass and kissed her passionatley again. This was worth joining the resistance for. He smiled to himself then bit her lower lip/

*Kiley grinned against his lips, her body glued to his. She had to stretch her leg out to the side, since it was starting to ache, but it didn't stop her. She wanted to get off him and tell him that what they were doing was wrong. And that they hardly knew eachother. And that she had a lot of baggage, and that he wouldn't want to be making out with her if he knew half of it. But she couldn't bring herself to do it. Their obvious chemestry wouldn't let her. So instead, she let her hands venture down his back and come to rest in the rim of his jeans to the back on the sides. Her fingertips were just under to his boxers. Her eyes flashed with excitement as she thought of Milo walking in. It made it all seem more dangerious......it even added another layer of fun to it all. She loved it. She just wished that she had a pain pill or two to make it less painful and even more carefree.*