Well, this is a short one. And very different from what I'm used to writing. NO HUMOR!! Enjoy
disclaimer: I. don't. own.
"Ron?" she asked tentatively as she slowly opened the door to my bedroom. She was in her nightgown and her long red hair was tangled from troubled sleep. Her eyes were full of innocence.
"Is everything all right?" I replied even though I knew what her answer would be.
"I had a bad dream about Fred again," Ginny said as she walked the rest of the way into my room and shut the door behind her.
That was our lie. Our secret. Even though she didn't have to use it with me anymore, she still did. Our family was now full of lies and secrets. George often went away for days at a time on "much needed vacations," even though we can see the scars on his wrists and the pain in his eyes. Mom cooks all the time because "someone is always hungry," even though we all know that she cooks when she's upset. Dad works late every day because "there's always something that needs to be done at the ministry" even though we all know it's to avoid seeing Fred's empty chair at the dinner table. Even Harry and Hermione have acquired their own secrets. Harry has moved in, but you wouldn't realize it. He only comes out of his room to eat, and at the dinner table she's silent. Hermione said she needed time apart. I haven't gotten an owl from her in over a month, although I know that Harry has. They probably have their own secrets and lies between each other.
I snapped out of my thoughts when I felt Ginny's weight on the bed next to me. I didn't look at her. I knew what we did together is wrong. Definitely not what brothers and sisters do. She knew that too, but it didn't stop us. Maybe one day it will, but for the present we'd just keep on doing what we've been doing. It couldn't hurt.
. . .
Figuratively speaking, of course.
She put her hand on my shoulder, but still I didn't look. The first time this happened, it was more of an accident. It was not out of passion or lust; it was out of desperation. We'd both lost a family member, both in the same boat.
It was my first time. Hers, too. You know how your first time is supposed to be magical and make you glow? Well it wasn't. It just got rid of my pain for the time being. Same with Ginny. That's why she came back many times afterward. To release her pain. And I'm not one to complain. That's what being a big brother is for, right?
I felt her shift her weight, then begin to kiss the base of my neck. I stiffened, then relaxed. I turned around to face her and when I did the innocent look in her eyes was gone. It was replaced with a look of neediness. She's so close to losing it. Her independence.
I could tell tonight was going to be different.
So there you have it. I had no clue what to rate it, so I just made it T so hopefully more people could read it. I know the pairing should probably make it M, but I'll take a risk.
It's a one-shot for now, but if I get enough reviewers wanting more, they shall have more. Now click the review button and make me smile!!