Christmas Magic

Act I: Leaving Hogwarts

A/N: This is the sequel to "The Master Plan, Come Undone" though you don't have to read it to enjoy this.

The final week of term passed far too slowly for Harry's liking. He enjoyed Ginny's company very much, but he found himself wanting, for the first time, to be away from Hogwarts. Harry was finding the long hallways and corridors of Hogwarts oppressive and dark, the almost constant stream of interruptions when he wanted to spend a bit of quiet and private time with Ginny, utterly infuriating. Harry finished his breakfast coffee with a slurp, to receive a reproachful look from Hermione. He flashed a wide grin, and made his way back up to the common room.

He stumped up the main staircase, and at the top, almost bumped into Luna and Anthony, walking arm in arm together.

"Morning Harry," she said dreamily, Anthony meanwhile just nodded.

"Hey Luna, Tony," muttered Harry.

"All ready for the Winter Solstice?" she asked.

Harry stared at her, confused for a moment. "Christmas you mean?" he asked. "All sorted there, off to the Weasleys this year,"

Luna smiled, and Anthony tugged, almost imperceptibly on her arm, and she gave him the tiniest suggestion of a wink as he led her down the stairs to the Great Hall.

Something growled inside Harry, and he felt an unfamiliar surge of jealously in the pit of his stomach. He balled his fists and slowly made his way back to the Tower, feeling unsurprised at his current feelings, but annoyed none the less.

The common room was a huge mess of noise, people, owls in cages, parchment all over the place. Harry shook his head slowly, escaped the carnage, and went up to his dormitory. The curtains were shut around his four-poster, which he was slightly puzzled about, but flicked the closest one open, to reveal Ginny, lounging there, wearing just a pair of very short shorts, and a thin tank top. Harry stood, mouth agog, as a bolt of exhilarated panic shot through him.

"Get in here and kiss me, Potter," she urged.

Harry jumped onto the bed, flicked the curtain shut, threw off his t shirt and pounced on the red-head, kicking off his shoes and socks as they kissed furiously, pinning her hands behind her head as he attacked her neck, nibbling, kissing, biting. Ginny let out a low moan of pleasure, and squirmed underneath him, grinding her crotch against him. Harry paused for a second to catch his breath, and to gaze upon her, her pale ivory skin, flushed cheeks and soft, ruby red lips. He kissed her again, and brought his hand down to her breast, slowly slipping his hand beneath her tank top. They kissed again, she pulled her top off, and threw it to the foot of the bed. She sighed in pleasure as his lips found her nipple, she snaked her hands down, and fumbled with his belt buckle.

Harry's trousers were quickly removed, and they kissed again and again, Harry enjoying so much the feel of her skin against his. Things were really starting to get heated, they simultaneously reached for each other's shorts, and suddenly caught each other's eye. She blew him a kiss as she wriggled out her shorts, and Harry felt he couldn't get any harder as he slipped his hand inside her knickers, and began to move his fingers up and down her wetness. Ginny's eyes fluttered and she reached down for him.

Harry hissed with pleasure as she moved her small hand up and down, softly as first, increasing in tempo. She was breathing heavily now, he closed his eyes, and tried to hold back, just for a little longer. He slowly opened his eyes, and found it wasn't Ginny who was stroking him, but Luna. He almost came, there and then, but closed his eyes, at another attempt at delaying, he opened again as she began to moan rhythmically. It was just his mind playing tricks on him, as Ginny began to shudder as he slipped a finger into her, and used his thumb, as the orgasm crashed over her, followed by him just a few seconds later.

They remained almost motionless for a moment, her ragged breathing subsiding, before reaching for her wand to clean up as Harry cuddled into the side of her.

"What was that for?" he whispered hoarsely.

"Think of it as an early Christmas present,"

"You're too good to me, Red,"

Ginny grabbed her top, and cuddled back with Harry, until he caught sight of his watch, and panicked.

"Ginny, shit! We're going to miss the train back!"

She jumped up and pulled her shorts and top back on, and kissed Harry quickly on the cheek.

"Wait for me in the common room," she whispered.

Harry watched her as she left, and pulled on his jeans and t-shirt, and grabbed his cloak from the back of the door and hurried down to the common room. There were a few stragglers waiting there, including Ron and Hermione. They were sat on opposite sofas, and deliberately not speaking to one another.

"Seen Ginny anywhere?" asked Ron.

"Yeah, she's just coming mate," replied Harry.

Hermione suppressed a snort of laughter, and looked up at Harry, with his hair dishevelled and a fading glow to his cheeks.

"Was just coming," suggested Hermione idly.

Harry raised an eyebrow at her, and smiled, as he noticed the reference has completely slipped by Ron, who was now staring into space, and looking quite vacant. He heard the dormitory door close, and Ginny bounced down the stairs, and shot a wide grin at Harry.

"Ready?" she asked brightly.

"Sure," replied Harry, and took her hand as the four left the common room, and made their way down to the entrance hall. The entrance hall was almost empty, as Mr Filtch chivvied the last remaining students out into the grounds. The four sidestepped him, and walked quickly into the crisp, but weak winter sunshine. The snow on the ground was thick and deep, but evidently, Hagrid had been busy, possibly with his umbrella, as the path was clear from snow. The walk didn't take too long, and at least by the end of it Hermione and Ron were talking again. They reached the platform, and boarded the Hogwarts Express, and stepped into an empty compartment, Harry settled by the window, with Ginny by his side. Ron sat next to Ginny, and Hermione sat opposite him. Harry stretched out and relaxed, and looked up when the compartment door opened.

"Mind if we sit here?" came a dreamy, serene voice.

"By all means," said Ron, and Luna and Anthony entered the compartment, and settled in their seats, Luna sat opposite Harry and gave a sweet smile. Harry nodded politely at Anthony and he did the same, with a slightly cold look in his eyes.

Harry stretched out again, and relaxed into his seat. Ginny had her nose buried in 'Witch Weekly' and Anthony had opened his copy of 'Transfiguration Today'. Harry's eyes met with Luna, and she narrowed them seductively, and he cast his eyes over her, and settled on her legs. Long, smooth and pale, he just couldn't keep his eyes from them. Luna noticed, and very slowly and deliberately crossed her legs, Harry almost choked when he caught the briefest glimpses of white. Luna relaxed back into her seat, with an almost satisfied smile on her lips. Harry tried to relax, but was finding it extremely difficult while Luna, in the words of Marietta, 'Eye-fucked the shit out of him'. Harry was quite grateful when Ron started an enthusiastic discussion on the Quidditch Season, and incredibly glad that he didn't have to get up.

A/N: I hope you've enjoyed this, the next chapter should be coming soon.