Chapter 1; Caught by Dean

Well hello!!!

My first fan-fiction, go me, now if you were hearing my voice then there would have been a resounding cheer from a Medieval spurring on their lacer to victory, why did I say that. I don't know. Oh well who cares. Yes this is my first devotee Fiction (I like different words) and I wish to have the entire story, of 20ish chapters, by July 4th. Why the fourth, cause that would be a great birthday for me. Anyway I will say this once and only once, have fun dying in hell. JK

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A loud crashing was coming from above. Hermione sank further into her bed covers; she had been recently on the cover of "Witch Weekly". Ever since she had helped Harry and Ron kill and defeat Voldemort all the tabloids had been after them, she had to turn into an eagle for a week to escape them when she announced she was returning to Hogwarts with Ron and Harry.

Ever since she had gotten back Harry and Ginny had always been distant to her and Ron. We are fucking divided, she thought as she laid there, fucking Ginny has been a slut with Harry and she is failing all her lessons. She had been bloody pompous all term just because she was a Quidditch star and had signed a pre contract with the Harpies; the shitter.

The storm lasted till the morning. Ginny woke up at 6 am in Harry's arm, with a hangover. Harry and she had got wasted last night and she was naked with Harry, her clothes lying on the floor, and she knew that in half an hour the guys were going to wake up.

She nudged Harry;

"Wake up Harry or we are going to get caught." She whispered into his ear, he woke up with a loud groan, Ginny was ready to scream, her head was splitting, her sides were aching, she looked at the bed side clock, 6:05, and ten minutes.

She got up, forgetting she was stark naked searching for her clothes. However she hadn't noticed Dean Thomas was awake and as she got up he was staring at her. Harry had fallen asleep and he took his chance. He slipped out of bed without making a sound going towards Ginny, he stood behind her for a second, taking in her scent, he checked Harry wasn't awake then he pinched her lightly on the bum.

She jumped up and turned around, she was expecting Harry so she immediately, without looking, and romantically kissed him making out, then she realised something, he wasn't Harry, he didn't feel like Harry, then who was it. She was now too embarrassed to stop kissing, finally he pulled up for air and then she was looking at Dean.

"Harry not good enough" He said smirking at her, she turned around instantly and looked blankly at the wall as if there was an astounding painting on it, "Oh hi Dean" she said she looked down and looked for her clothes, still not turning around. "Why are you here, although that may give it away" he pointed out looking at Harry who's covers were lopsided on the bed and had his arm lying limply on the side, "Shut up Dean" she retorted, "I don't see why I should? I can easily say what I saw and Professor McGonagall would love to hear of your... cuddle up". "Ok so how do I keep you quiet" she said finally turning around, this made it bad for Dean for Ginny's hot naked body was only centimetres from him and he was finding it hard to restrain himself, "I think I can come up with something" he said, and he winked and got back into bed, however Ginny had an uneasy feeling that there was an eye staring at her from Deans direction and made sure to try to look the other way.

Hermione was still lying on her back in the Girls Dormitory. She still had been finding it hard getting to sleep and she would have to wake up soon in any case, however she wasn't going to just lie there doing nothing so she went to the end of her bed to her trunk. It was only two weeks into the term so she hadn't unpacked everything. She took her wand from her pyjama pocket, where she kept her wand now so it was always ready, after the Voldemort experience she was finding it hard to not have it with her at all times, she pointed it at the lock and chanted the incantation so that it flicked up and as the lid came hurtling up and hit her on the nose making it bleed.

She rummaged through the deep trunk till she finally found a towel. Using a second incantation she put all the clothes and items back in the trunk and locked it shut, walking into the baths.

As she was a Seventh Year and a prefect they had better toilets. The baths had gold gilded sides and the roof looked like a cathedral roof and had the Birth of Venus painting on the top of it. There was a long row of swimming pools and showers, however at the end was where she was heading, the bath; however this was no ordinary bath. This bath would set you instantly to sleep and give you ten hours of the lovely thing, she would be able o sleep for ten hours and it would still be 6:30 am in the morning when she woke up. She slid off her pyjamas, standing in her lacy purple underwear and bra. Sliding down her pants then took off her bra and slid in the pool. Almost instantly she fell asleep.

Ginny slid the door open gently, careful not to wake anyone. She ran into the bathroom and went under the hot shower, not noticing Hermione. She was in there for 10 minutes and came out when everyone was finally going down for breakfast.

Like always the Gryffindor table was packed to the brim, everyone talking and gossiping about someone. Once it had been very embarrassing last year when she overheard Partil talking about her. She started the long walk to Harry, the golden light, the sun in her eyes. Like always she would meet him, kiss him on the cheek and sit next to him. Like always Ron and Hermione would be sitting opposite and the y would talk about an extremely hard test coming up or a repugnant Slytherin. However this was not happening today. For some reason Ron wasn't there.

"Where's Ron Harry?" Hermione asked inquisitively

"I don't know, I heard groaning at night, maybe he is not well" Harry replied staring at a window and had a face showing that he was in deep thought, "I thought he was complaining of a headache yesterday evening, although I couldn't hear him that well" Harry winked at Ginny, however Hermione noticed this and wondered where Ginny had been last night, almost sure where she had been. "I will go look after breakfast."

"What do we have first then Hermione?" Ginny asked, Hermione always knew what was next, "Potions, yawn. And then Transfiguration" Hermione said, "Harry who do you have in mind for the team?"

"Don't know don't care" Harry replied with a broad grin on his face, miming a yawning action and spreading his arms out wide precariously wrapping his right arm around Ginny. "I just hope we can win"

Harry finished his breakfast and went up to see Ron. He went up to the seventh dorms and there inside was a hot and sweaty feverish Ron, moaning and groaning. "Ron are you ok?" Harry asked running to his best friend, "You look fucking awful". "Ron let out another load groan and Harry got out his wand, changed Ron's clothes and levitated him so that he was easier to help go to the hospital wing.

Ok you won't believe the torture I am going to put Ron through, and Ginny and Dean is going to be interesting, next chapter will be up soon.