A/N I'm going to get so much hate for this...

"Ms. Weasley, what the hell are you doing?!" Professor McGonagall asked, furious. "You are coming with me to the headmaster's office!" She grabbed Ginny's ear and marched her across the school. They had been walking for nearly 10 minutes, taking a route that Ginny had never seen before. Finally, they reached the giant phoenix that guarded the entrance to Dumbledore's office.

"Cherry Lollipop." The phoenix moved aside, revealing a staircase. The Professor marched Ginny forwards towards a large oak door. She knocked three times, and a gravelly voice called from inside, "enter.

"Well, well. What do we have here?" Dumbledore asked, peering at the pair over the top of his crescent moon glasses.

"Professor Dumbledore, I caught young Ms. Weasley here being very inappropriate with another student."

"Very well. Ms. Weasley, please take a seat." Nervously, Ginny sat down as Professor McGonagall exited the room. "Now, Ms. Weasley, what exactly were you doing?"

"Well… I was just messing around with a friend, Professor. Things just went too far."

"Ms. Weasley, I don't understand. Please, you must be a little bit more descriptive."

"What do you mean, Professor?" Ginny asked.

"I mean, how was it? Was it worth it? You know that our school has very strict rules about sexual intercourse among students. In fact, the rules clearly state that you must be expelled."

"Professor, no!" Ginny shouted, starting to cry. "We weren't having sex, I swear! We were just messing around!"

"Well, I have trouble believing that, young lady. Here." He handed her a tiny vial, which contained three drops of a colorless liquid.

"What's this, Professor?" Ginny asked.

"Veritaserum," Dumbledore replied. "You will drink that potion, and you will only be able to tell the truth. Then we shall see if you deserve to be expelled."

"Thank you, Professor," Ginny said. She uncorked the vial and drank it down.

"Now," Professor Dumbledore said, "Who were you with?"

"Seamus Finnigan," Ginny replied in a dazed voice.

"Mmmhmm," Dumbledore muttered as a quill and parchment piece lifted up off of his desk and began taking notes. "Why?"

"We thought that it would be fun." The quill scratched out another note.

"Were either of you intoxicated?"

"Yes. We found a bottle of firewhisky under the couch and drank it together."

"Alright. Now, what did you do?"

"I was giving him a handjob," Ginny said. The Veritaserum took all of the emotion and feelings out of her answers, so she was unembarrassed admitting this.

"That's all?" Dumbledore asked, his eyes narrowing. "He didn't… do anything for you?"

"No, Professor."

"Does that seem very fair to you, Ms. Weasley?"

"No, Professor."

"Well, Ms. Weasley, I am all about fairness with my students. What do you say I help you out?"

This question shocked Ginny so much that she was able to break free of the restraints of the Veritaserum. "Uhh… what?" She asked.

"Well, since Mr. Finnigan was so unkind as to not even pleasure you, I take it as my personal responsibility to help you orgasm. In the interest of fairness." Dumbledore replied. "Come here, my child."

Ginny stood up out of her chair nervously. Dumbledore was so old, she thought. No way she wanted to do anything with him. However, there must have been some effects of the Veritaserum still lingering in her veins, and her body took control and consented. After all, the truth was that she wanted to orgasm.

Dumbledore stood up and guided her to sit on his desk. Gently, he kneeled down and caressed her legs, moving his way up towards her thighs. The students were out of class today, and as such Ginny wasn't wearing her standard uniform. Instead, she wore a tight white tank top that was embroidered with the Hogwarts insignia. Her still developing B cup breasts weren't anything special, but her sexy legs easily made up for it. They had a perfect tan and were on display for all to see under her booty shorts.

Dumbledore made his way to the bottom hf her booty shorts and slowly pulled them down, revealing Ginny's young pussy. He caressed her clitoris, causing Ginny to moan as she felt a man pleasure her for the first time.

Dumbledore leaned his head forwards and stuck his tongue out, slowly licking her pussy. She moaned again as his beard hair tickled her and his tongue swirled around on the surface of her crotch.

Dumbledore reached into his pocket and grabbed his wand. The Thestral hair it contained was said to have magical powers in the sexual realm. It was finally time to test them out. Dumbledore removed his face from Ginny's cunt, causing her to raise her head in question at the sudden lack of pleasure. Quickly, Dumbledore pushed his wand into her vagina and let go. Immediately, Ginny started to moan as the wand began to vibrate on it's own. Soon, her moans turned to squeals as Dumbledore pulled off her shirt and began sucking and fondling her breasts. In just one minute of this, Ginny had lost control of her body and began shaking under the pressure of her mounting orgasm, with the intense pleasure targeting all three of her erogenous zones. Suddenly Dumbledore grabbed his wand and pulled back from her chest.

"What's up?" Ginny asked, frowning at the sudden pause in her stimulation.

"Someone's coming," Dumbledore responded, quietly. He quickly used his wand to rearrange his office back to its natural state. "It's time for you to go, my dear. I'll leave you off with a little present. Quick, put on your clothes."

Ginny threw her clothes on just in time before she blacked out and disappeared off of Dumbledore's desk, just in time to avoid detection when Snape walking in.