***This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.***
Warnings: Coarse Language **This drabble is AU and unbeta'd.**
Caught
"Harry?"
"…Yes?"
"…What are you doing?"
Logically, he knew it was a fair question, though the answer was certainly obvious; it was his reasoning she'd called to account. All the same, he was embarrassed enough as it was at being caught, he didn't see why he should have to degrade himself further with detailed explanations. He went for the most obvious, albeit obtuse, answer.
"Umm… borrowing?"
Ginny's eyebrows rose to her hairline. "No, I think you're keeping; I don't want it back now… Pity." She sighed. "That's my favourite too; was my favourite."
"I can see why." Harry blushed.
Ginny couldn't help it, she giggled and after a moment Harry followed suit. She covered her mouth, stifling herself. "Should I go? Let you finish?"
"Oh no." Harry said reasonably. "I'm finished."
Ginny nodded.
"But you can go ahead and… well, you can go."
"Right." The red head turned and stepped through the doorway.
"Oh, and Gin?"
"Yeah?"
"I think we need to talk."
"M'kay." She smiled as she left the room.
Harry lay back against the mattress, stared up at the canopy and sighed as the door clicked shut; he winced as the sparkly purple vibrator slipped out of his arse.
Author's Note: *shrugs* I don't know where this came from. Hope you enjoyed it though. : )
-Peace
