Alright my friends, I got some inspiration and figured that the only way to get better at writing is to keep doing it over and over. With all that said… I offer up a one shot a day for sixty days. Impossible! Illogical! Well it's going to be done.

1 Author : 1 shot : 60 fanfictions : 60 Couples

Amazing shout outs to other authors who have done this in the past. We shall unite and bring the world the unheard of, but very adorable shippings!

Day 2

Couples: Cho Chang and Ginny Weasley

Kinks Chosen: Adultery and S&M

Rating: M (for a reason)

Disclaimer: I no own, you no sue (pretty easy concept)

Reviews/Flames: let me know what you think and what couples should be shown. The first thirty days are unheard of couples and the last thirty will be ones that my friends wanted to see done. Presents if anything.

I can quit when I want

It's a good life.

It's a wonderful existence.

I've tried to commit suicide three times.

I sit in my usual seat while looking at my three children, my husband and our God-son. Everyone is smiling and happy and passing around the mashed potatoes that Teddy made. Lily, Jaime and Al were talking about their school. Stories overlapping and their voices making me want to drive a nail gun into my head. I love my children, but I never wanted them. Harry was all about being a parent. I just wanted to have my life with him alone. I pushed some of the meat around my plate while waiting for the clock to ding.

I had one vice.

One thing that kept me alive and semi sane.

The one thing that could make Harry leave me.

"Ginny love, are you okay?" I looked up from the mashed potatoes on my plate to my husband of almost nineteen years.

"Fine, I have my meeting soon." I admitted while Harry looked to his plate for a second. He thought I was going to meetings to keep me from going crazy again. If only he knew the truth. He only he knew that I haven't seen that shrink for eighteen months, instead finding my own means of sanity. Who would have thought it would be with my husband's ex girlfriend. Yes that's right, I, Ginny Potter am a skirt-lifting dyke and have been one for years.

"What meeting mum?" Lily asked while pushing some of her own flaming red hair out of her eyes. If only she knew that "mum" tried to slit her wrists while they were all enjoying the world of Hogwarts.

"Mum has to go and talk to some people Lils, that's all." Harry covered. Of course, like his perfect little wife could ever want out of her life. Lily seemed content with the answer as Teddy and Harry went back to the recent Japan vs. Ireland world cup. I just stood up, cleared my plate and left. The cold didn't bother much anymore. So a jacket wasn't necessary. I'm hallow. I'm dead inside and the only thing that makes me feel alive is being with her. The wizarding community that Harry's wealth bought them was silent. Everyone sitting in their homes and enjoying the life they have.

"Mrs. Potter," There was that voice. That soft as silk, yet with the underlying knowledge about that was going to happen that night in her voice. I looked forward a bit, while seeing her. She was still as tall as usual. That quidditch toned body and long black hair. Cho Chang (Davis now by marriage).

"Hey Cho." Keep things short. Too much talk ruined everything. Made us both remember that we both had families. Cho married Roger Davis, had no children. Lucky bitch. She made some motioning gestures. Roger must be out for the night. Cho opened the door to a house identical to mine. Once the door closed behind us, the Asian girl pressed herself against me. Her lips on mine and her slender hands running through my hair. This is what kept the knife away from my wrists. This is what I had to live for. Not my husband or the children that I cursed every second of every day. This impossibility that made every breath worth it. Cho pulled away while taking my hand in hers.

I knew only about a few rooms in their house. The marital bed, the shower and the hallway connecting the two. The older girl must have thought the bed would be best. We went up the stairs in silence, while Cho started to take off her robes. Letting them fall where they may. She didn't care what Roger thought. He was important in the ministry and couldn't have the scandal of a divorce in his life. I sometimes wondered if Harry really knew what I was doing. Like it even mattered. Cho turned around when we got to the bedroom door. She grabbed the collar of my yellow blouse while brining me into the room. She was smiling with her eyes, but not her face. She looked cold, stoic like she was going to slap me for contacting her the first time. Oh Godric maybe she would. Cho took my face in her hands while pushing me down to the bed. My breathing hitched and my heart was racing faster then it ever had before.

"Welcome back Bitch." She whispered while pulling my shirt off me. The buttons broke off and she smacked me across the face. Her soft skin against my cheek. Brought a tear to my eye and made me want to pull her closer. Kiss the girl who dated my husband and beg her to smack me again. I was risking my marriage with a man who called me darling when he made love with me, or a woman who called me bitch when she fucked me. What a sick woman I grew up to be. She was everything Harry wasn't. One of the best things that I could have wanted. My legs started to quiver while arching my back. She started to kiss my neck, while biting the skin. Her hands going to my back, I could've cum just from that. Her hands were… delicate. Soft. Gentle. Yet could bring more pain that anyone "normal" could handle. I love it all.

She took off my bra, while tossing it aside. She licked her lips gently. As if trying to decide what to do with me next. I took in a deep breath while smiling up at her. My cheek still stung, but it felt good. Real. The sham of my life nothing but a hallow memory when I was here. When I was here, I wasn't Ginny Potter, wife of the Boy-Who-Lived and mother of three. Here, I was Cho Chang's edger and willing little slut and that title fit me just fine. Cho smirked while getting up. I followed her with my eyes, wondering if I should dare to sit up.

The room was dark, so when she came back, it was hard to see what she was carrying. Handcuffs? This was new. She roughly grabbed my wrists while putting them above my head. She pulled them up almost above my flexibility. There was a shooting pain going down my arms, she did the same to my ankles. Spread eagle. Everything that she did could turn me on. She kissed me gently on the cheek; right on top of the place she slapped me. My skirt was about to rip from my legs being stretched out. A quick flick of her wand quickly changed that. I was naked and she was breathing deeply. She lowered herself while kissing my stomach. I bit my lower lip while knowing where this was going next.

I bit down harder while feeling her wonderful, skillful and highly talented tongue slid into me. Better then when Harry would push inside. Cho ran her hands over my thighs while scratching the pale skin there. Right next to the old scars I put there with a rusty blade. Her tongue went in deeper as I tried to hold in my moans. Too much noise. If there was too much talking then they both remembered why they were there. Husbands who didn't satisfy and needs that could never be completely met. My arms felt like they would pop out of their sockets as she ran her tongue over my clit. I had to bite down harder on my lower lip. I wanted to yell out Cho's name. risk being slapped again. only because I loved when she did it so much.

She pulled her mouth away while pushing her fingers inside. It hurt. Felt like I was being ripped open, I loved it. Cho knew that I loved when she did that and pushed in even more. "Tell me what you want Slut." Cho was breaking her own rules. She told me the first night that they couldn't talk. It felt like there was a lump in my throat. What did she want me to say? I want you to fuck me into a coma Cho? Make me feel alive?

"I-I want you to… I want you to do what my husband can't." I told her. Harry couldn't make me feel like anything. She smiled while kissing my lips gently.

"Then I will, Ginny." That was the first time she ever said my name. Cho stood up over me, while stripping off her jeans and tee-shirt. The "Weird Sisters" shirt was dropped to my side, and the light blue denim with holes in the knees went to the spotless floor. I felt my heart stop while her delicate hands went to the silk panties covering everything else. The seconds ticked by like hours while her black underwear went to Cho's ankles. I stopped biting my lower lip, while tasting my own blood. She sat down between my legs while smirking at me. "Ready?" I could barely nod before Cho moved forward and rubbed herself against me.

Logical thoughts left my brain while feeling her hands move around to my back. She forced my body down roughly while I felt like my arms were going to rip from their sockets again. but lord did it feel amazing. Everything pure and good in the world compressed into one movement. Her clit against mine as I saw her throw her head back in ecstasy. I wanted to move my legs around her, but the cold metal digging into my ankles reminded me that it was impossible. She ran her hands over my still humble breasts while thrusting onto me over and over. Each time it felt like I was going to scream the Seeker's name. her mouth went to my left breast, gently biting at my nipple. I closed my eyes and gently whispered her name, waiting for the inevitable slap, while praying it would be a hard one. "Louder…" she whispered against the pale skin.

"What?"

"Say my name louder, Gin. Admit to yourself who you're doing." She yelled while biting me harder. The sensitive area started to yell at my brain while I looked at her. Cho's hair was still as long and dark as it was back in school. Her skin looked flushed and her eyes glazed over. Like she was enchanted with the unrequited lust of a bad marriage.

"Cho, Cho Davis." I almost screamed while looking to the owner of that name. she looked like she shuttered against the new surname as I smiled. Now she knew how I felt about being called Mrs. Potter when they would run into each other in public. I was only his wife by a stupid contract that I thought I wanted. If I knew he would become work crazed and nothing more then something to warm the other side of my bed, I never would have promised to stay with him for the rest of my life. If I hadn't found Cho after a dumb meeting one day, my life would probably be over by now.

"Never call me that again Ginny." She warned while thrusting against my pussy again.

"Cho Chang." I told her while feeling her lips against mine again. her fingers slipped back inside, stretching and spreading my insides.

"Ginny Weasley." She whispered back, while adding a third and fourth finger. I tilted my head back while closing my eyes tightly. My breath stopped while feeling myself cum all over her fingers. Cho pulled her fingers out, while kissing me again. "Go back to your husband." She got up, whispered a few spells while going into the bathroom. Just like before. My arms fell down and my legs relaxed. There might come a time when I can have Cho for myself. When the kids are older and can handle the fact that their mummy is a skirt-lifter. When Harry won't look at me with that stupid twinkle in his disgusting green eyes anymore. When I could admit to myself that I am in love with the woman who slapped me across the face and called me a bitch and a slut like it was a given name. I sat up while rubbing my shoulders.

Clothes on the once clean floor. I smiled while pulling on the clothes Cho ripped off her. magically fixing the buttons that she pulled off. She wore this shirt the night Harry proposed to her. James had been conceived that night. I laid on my back the whole time, wondering what the hell I had gotten myself into. I've regretted that night more then when I turned Padma Patil down then she offered to have sex with me first night of fifth year. I had a thing for Ravenclaws. There was the sound of running water in the bathroom. I wanted to knock on the door and offer to stay longer. That was against the rules too. The sex was over and so was their make-believe relationship.

Rules sucked.

As a Gryffindor (and a Weasley) I should be against those social rules and regulations. But, Harry would go looking for me if I didn't get home soon. I'm not ready yet to have him know about Cho. Might never be at this rate. What was one more lie between husband and wife?

Alright. Two out of thirty. This was a wonderful one shot that is dedicated to Shayne for constantly talking about yuri with me. Maybe now you'll post on AK

Dedicated to: Kathryn for putting up with me bouncing back and forth with talking to her and typing, I love you baby. Though I doubt you'll ever read this.

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To Emily for letting me use your calculator during my SAT. when I get to a great college I know who to thank my dear.