DISCLAIMER: EVERYTHING HERE BELONGS TO THE WONDERFUL QUEEN ROWLING.

My first attempt of writing [slight] smut. I figured it was time for me to get out of my comfort zone. Enjoy! And please review!

"We shouldn't be here," Harry muttered for the billionth time. I grinned and shut the door behind me.

"Ginny, we really shouldn't-"

"Oh, don't be such a buzz kill," I said, looping my hand through his belt hoop and dragging him closer.

"Now, where were we before my dear darling brother rudely interrupted?" I asked, placing my hands behind his neck bring his face closer to mine. He smirked.

"I think I remember," he said grinning as he pressed his lips to mine. His hands wrapped around my waist as I ran my fingers through his hair. Harry mouth did a little travelling along my jaw and on my neck. My legs seemed to shake a little as I clung closer to him, trying to maintain my balance. Harry brought his mouth back to mine, picked me up easily and placed me onto a wooden desk. I didn't have much time to wonder why there was a desk in an old broom closet before Harry's mouth was on my neck again which made me lose my train of thought. I wrapped my legs around his waist and brought him closer. I grabbed his collars and slowly started to unbutton his shirt without breaking the kiss.

"You got through that pretty quick," Harry said, smirking at me as I ran my hands over his chest. His mouth found my neck again.

"I've had experience," I said, breathing heavily. He looked up at me, his facial expression clearly showing hurt and shock. I grinned and crashed my mouth onto his. He pulled away.

"I was kidding!" I said, placing mouth on his. He didn't pull away this time. Instead he busied himself in unbuttoning my blouse. I grinned through our kiss. The kiss deepened. Harry pulled away and rested his forehead against mine, breathing heavily. I was in no better condition.

"Your brother would kill me if they ever found us," Harry said. I laughed and pressed my lips to his again.

"And why would he find us?"

"He's on prefect duty tonight," Harry said, straightening up.

"We best get going then," I said, grinning as I grabbed him by his collars and pulled him towards me. He didn't seem to protest as his snaked around my body. I pulled his shirt down and flung it away. His hands roamed my body as did mine.

"We should go," Harry muttered against my lips. I kissed him more passionately, wanting him to stop talking. After some time, I pulled away from him and grinned.

"Could you imagine Ron's face if he walked in on us right now?" I said, giggling.

"He would kill me."

"I know," I said, jumping down from the desk. My legs seemed to finally stop shaking. I wrapped my arms around his waist and softly kissed his lips. "But I won't let him." Harry grinned ruffled my hair.

"Now, where did you throw my shirt?" I laughed as he reached down to pick his shirt up. He pulled it on and fastened his shirt buttons. I didn't bother telling him that he had fastened them all wrong - the scruffy look suited him … it matched his hair which I had made a total mess out of. I kissed him again and made my way towards the door.

"Ginny?" Harry called. I turned back around to face him.

"You might wanna … erm, button up your shirt again?" he said, blushing. I looked down to see my shirt was completely undone. I blushed a deep crimson. How in Merlin's name did I not feel that?

"Oh crap …" I said. Harry wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed the top of my head.

"Let's go," he said, opening the door.

"Ginerva Molly Weasley! You did not just walk out of that broom closet with him!" we heard Ron yell. I glanced up at Harry.

"Oh shit."