Title: One Bite
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Summary: After the war, but before 8th year, Molly gives her daughter a chocolate frog, and one to Harry. What happens when Harry gave the frog to his best friend, Hermione?
Pairing: Hermione/Ginny
Chapter One
Third person point of view
"Ginny, dear," said Molly, as she looked at her only daughter. In her hand, she had two chocolate frogs. These chocolate frogs are unique, and it was going to be the salvation for her family. Her soon to be seventeen-year-old daughter looked up from the table, where she was completing her summer charm homework. Molly handed the smallest chocolate frog over to her daughter. The other chocolate frog was for Harry. "Since you have been working for so long, I thought you can use a break and a small snack."
"Thank you," replied Ginny, as she bit into the head of her chocolate frog. Less than a second she was finished with her desert. "I've just finished with my charms homework. I'm going to find Harry and the others."
"Wait, dear," said Molly. She placed the other chocolate frog into her daughter's hand. "Can you please give this one to Harry?"
"Alright," said Ginny, as she headed outside where she knew Harry and the others were. She walked over to Harry, who was sitting a little further away from the others, cleaning his new Firebolt 2000.
"Hey, Harry," said Ginny, as she sat right down next to him. He looked at her, giving her a small smile. "How are you holding up? Are you nervous that were going back to school in less than a week?"
"No, I'm not nervous," he responded. "It's going to take a while getting used to seeing some of our classmates not around anymore."
"I know that feeling," she said. "Sometimes I think Fred's going to sneak up to my room with a glass of milk and some chocolate chip cookies during a thunderstorm. When are you going to ask Luna out?"
Harry blushed. "How did you know I like Luna?"
"Besides noticing that you spend a lot of time with Luna, and the fact that you're going to go back to Hogwarts for her. You also have this afterglow when you're around her."
"You're not mad that I like her," he said.
"No. I'm happy for her, and for you Harry. We all have been through so much so soon, and it changed my feelings for you. I have lost any romantic feelings I had for you."
"Would you like to join us for a game of quittach?" Harry asked her.
"Sure," Ginny responded brightly. She noticed that she still had the chocolate frog in her hand. "Mum thought that you might want a chocolate frog."
"Thank you, Ginny," said Harry, as she handed him the chocolate.
"Well, I guess that I'm going to get my broom," she said.
Harry smiled. "I'll meet you on the pitch."
Ginny walked away from Harry. Harry packed up his broom cleaning kit. He grabbed the bag, his broom, and the chocolate frog. Harry looked around the Weasley's yard until his bright green eyes landed on Hermione; who was sitting under a large oak tree reading a book. He walked over to his best female friend and sat down right next to her on the ground.
"Are you enjoying your book?"
Hermione looked at Harry. She knew that he wouldn't be interested in the book she was currently reading. "The books alright, just not one that I typically would be reading."
"Can I leave my broom cleaning kit with you?"
"Sure," she responded.
"Would you like a chocolate frog?" he asked.
"Sure," she said. He handed the chocolate over to her. Harry wasn't in the mood for chocolate, and he knew that Hermione doesn't eat a lot of sugar, so he wanted to try to see if she wanted the chocolate before he asked Ron.
Hermione's Point of View
It was late at night, and I was changing into my nightgown which consisted of a small pair of red shorts and a pale pink spaghetti strapped top. I stared at the little chocolate frog that Harry gave to me earlier today. I wasn't fond of eating sugar, especially before bed. Oh well, I thought to myself. It's only one chocolate. I carefully unwrapped the plastic from the frog. I bit into the frogs head first. I hated how they always seemed to stare at me. It always creeped me out. After I had finished eating the chocolate frog, I laid down on the cot that was right next to Ginny's bed. I felt a bit different since I ate that chocolate, but I just figured it was because I don't eat a lot of sugar at night.
A couple of minutes passed and I felt surprisingly hot. I grabbed my wand from Ginny's small nightstand and opened up her window. The cold air of the night helped me somewhat. A second later, Ginny's bedroom door opened, a puff of steam coming through, making me even hotter than before. A second later Ginny stepped into her room and closed her bedroom door. She had nothing but a black towel wrapped around her.
"Hermione!" Ginny gasped. Her breath was coming out in little pants. Her cheeks turned a lovely shade of pink. She turned around and locked her bedroom door and did a quick silencing charm. She turned back towards me, giving me a seductive smile. She slowly walked towards me. Her pink tongue ran across her plump lips.
I couldn't take it anymore. I quickly stood up from the cot and made my way over to her. I ran my fingers through her slightly damp hair which rewarded me a small moan from her beautiful lips. I tilted her head back; her sparkling eyes met mine. I slowly pressed my lips towards hers, moaning as she slammed her slim but muscular body into mine.
My arms were wrapped around her stomach, pushing her closer towards my body. We broke the kiss, gasping for much-needed air. Her larger breasts were pressing into my smaller ones. She leaned up to kiss me, putting so much passion into that kiss. Her hand slid up underneath my tank top and gently started to knead my left breast. She broke the kiss. She gave me a sexy smirk, before dropping her towel. She was gorgeous. Her nipples were rigid from her arousal. Her stomach was smooth from all the years of Quittage. Her pussy was smooth except for a small triangular patch of auburn hair right before her folds.
I lifted my shirt off of my head tossing it to the side. I was glad that I already had my bra off. I slowly pulled down my shorts, taking my panties with them. My cock sprung free of the confines standing proudly. It was a good nine inches.
"Wow," muttered Ginny, as she was licking her lips. Her sparkling eyes eyed my hardness. She slowly bent to her knees, grasping my cock. She pumped me a few times, making me moaning breathlessly. She grabbed my balls and gently started sucking on one then the other. She then moved towards my cock, licking the precum off. She then took me further into her mouth and deep, deeper than I ever imagined. She was doing things with her tongue that should be illegal. She removed my cock from her lips, licking my cum off of her lips while her soulful brown eyes looked at me. I couldn't take it anymore. I needed her. I needed to be inside her warmth.
I lead us towards her bed. She took the hint and laid in the middle of her bed. I slowly climbed on top of her, kissing every inch of her sweet skin. I started from the corner of her luscious lips, and nibble my way down her neck, resulting in more breathy moans. I carefully bit her pebbled nipples, earning a gasp from her.
"More, Hermione," she withered from beneath me. She grabbed my cock while trying to lead me down to her dripping core. I delicately placed my hand on top of hers.
"I will, love," I whispered lovingly. I started heading down to her pussy. I had to have a taste of her.
"Hermione, we have all night long to make love. I need you to fuck me before I explode," said Ginny, breathless.
"Alright," I told her.
All throughout the night we made love until we were too exhausted to do anything but fall asleep.
I woke up the next morning to the sound of an owl hooting. The light coming from the opened window was blinding my eyes. On the nightstand was a dark brown owl, with a scroll in its talon's, as if lifted his leg for me to take. After I took the scroll from the owl leg, it quickly took off towards the opened window. I took the scroll and started opening it.
Dear Mrs. Ginny Granger and Mrs. Hermione Granger,
We here at the Ministry of Magic would like to congratulate you of your recent nuptials, due to the Caritas, vinculum coniugale Ritual (Love, Marriage Bond) performed last night. Here is your current and update Marriage license. We once again like to offer you our congratulations on the Marriage, Birth, and Death department here at the Ministry.
Sincerely,
Madame Falters
"What the hell is this?" I shouted.
"Hermione," muttered Ginny, as she stretched. "It's too early. Go back to bed."
"You need to read this Ginny," I told her.
I passed her the paper. I didn't even question why she was laying right next to me.
"Crap!" hissed Ginny. She looked at me. "Did we have sex last night?"
"I…" I looked under the covers. I was naked. Ginny was naked and was pushed up beside me.
"I didn't know that you have a cock!" exclaimed Ginny, as she ran her fingers over my cock.
"I don't have a cock, Ginny," I said. I looked further down towards my naked body. In fact, I was now supporting an impressive cock, which Ginny was currently stroking, make the cock even harder than before. I moan. No, I shouldn't be enjoying this happiness that she was now making me. "How the hell do I have a cock? I wasn't born with one. I didn't have one yesterday afternoon. Oh, Ginny, don't stop. I mean stop. We didn't even perform this Caritas, vinculum coniugale ritual. I never even heard of it."
Ginny snuggled closer towards me, entwining her leg with one of my own. Her hand continued stroking me, faster and harder before. "Oh, Gin, I'm Cumming!"
My cum hit me straight on my heaving breast. The next thing I knew, Ginny, was currently riding my cock. Her breast bounced, slapping against her skin. Her head thrown back, her eyes were tightly closed, as she let out the most tantalizing moan I ever heard. I sat up, pushing her body against mine, as I grabbed her hips and started taking control.
"God, Hermione, I'm Cumming," moaned Ginny into my ear. I silenced her moans with my mouth. She leaned further into me as her orgasm hit her. I flowed slowly after her.
Taking her into my arms, we laid back down on her bed, as she snuggled up against me, my mysterious cock still inside her. I was about to pull out of her when she said, "Leave it right there Hermione."
"Alright," I told her. "So we are married."
"Yeah," said Ginny.
"Is there any way we could get a divorce?" I asked her.
I felt her stiffen, then she relaxed. "Not with this ritual. It's permeant. The only way out is if one dies."
"Is my cock a result of this ritual?"
"I don't know. It can be. The only person that I know that knows more about the ritual is my mother, who I think was behind this."
"Are you sure she's behind this?" I asked her.
"Yeah," said Ginny. "The only thing that I ate different yesterday than everyone else was a chocolate frog, which she handed to me. She also gave me one to give to Harry."
I groaned. "Harry gave me the chocolate frog. I just finished the chocolate before you came into the room. I was feeling different after I ate the chocolate, but I just thought that it was due to me eating sugar before bed."
"Shit," cursed Ginny, as she snuggled further into me. I wrapped my arm around her waist enjoying her body close to mine.
"What the hell is going on?" A voice shouted. We turned our heads towards the doorway to find…