Chapter 2

(Home of Harry and Ginny Potter)

Harry flooed home. It was quiet. His conversation with Draco was still replaying in his mind. What was he going to do? Was he actually considering the choices he had been given, but if he didn't, what would he lose?

"Harry. Is that you?"

"Yeah Gin. It's me."

"Come to bed. It's late."

"In a minute, Gin."

"Harry Potter, you promised me it would be worth it to wait for your skinny white arse."

Harry chuckled. His decision would have to wait until tomorrow. "Yes dear."

Harry entered the bedroom. His jaw dropped. Ginny was standing in the middle of the room naked. She smirked and slowly, she walked over to him. "Harry Potter, you have been a bad boy."

He smiled, "You have no idea."

"You need to be punished."

"I do?"

"Yes, you do." Ginny took his hand and led him to the chair in the corner of the room and pushed him down. "Sit pet."

"Ouch Gin, that hurt."

"It was supposed to."

Harry was scared. His face must have shown it. She slapped him hard across the face. "You can save the world, but you can't take a little punishment?" She got down on her knees in front of him and unzipped his pants. "Tell me what you want?" Her hands reached inside and grabbed his member. She gave it a quick tug.

Harry froze…."I….um….I?

"Spit it out, bitch!"

Shocked, Harry blurted the first thing that came to his mind. "Fuck!"

Ginny laughed. "No."

"No?"

"No. First, we're going to play a little game."

"What?"

She stood up, "You are getting old Harry Potter. Your ears seem to be failing you a lot lately. Either that or 'what' has become your new favorite word."

"What?"

Ginny laughed again. "Shut up, Potter."

Harry winced at the sound of his surname coming from his beloved's lips. "Someone's been spending too much time with a certain blonde."

Ginny's finger traced the curves of her breast, "Well, at least he appreciates a beautiful women when he sees one."

"I do too," he looked at her with a fake, disgusted look, "when I see one." Harry looked away. "Do you know where I can find one?"

Ginny huffed, "Harry Potter, I'm going to kill-"

"Shut up and come here." Harry stood up and lifted her onto his throbbing dick. She gasped as he filled her. He backed up slowly seating them down on the chair once again. She straddled him. His hands instinctively grabbed her butt checks, pushing and pulling, lifting her up and down, helping her ride his dick. "Oh fuck! Gin! Fuck! Fuck me!"

Ginny's arms wrapped around his neck as Harry buried his face in her breasts, biting and licking every inch of skin that he came in contact with. "Please Harry," she moaned, leaning back on her hands, which were now on Harry's knees, allowing her to grind against him harder. The chair rocked back and forth. It wouldn't hold them for much longer. Harry stood up, carrying her with him. She bounced wildly on his cock as he struggled to get to the bed. He placed her on bed, flat on her back. He pulled her down so that her ass was half off the bed and placed both her legs on his shoulders. He rammed himself inside her. Gods, he loved this position. It let him fuck her so hard and so deep. She moaned and bucked against him.

Ginny's nails dug in Harry's arm, the only place she could reach. The pain shot through his body. "Fuck. Gin. You're going to kill me." She dug in deeper. He winced as she drew blood. If she wanted pain, he was going to give it to her. He released her legs and flipped her around. She stood half off the bed, her ass lifted in the air inviting him inside. He pounded himself into her again. His hand grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled, pulling her head back. God, it felt so good. The other hand found its way to her clit. "Harry! Fuck! Harder. Harry! Please!" She lifted one leg onto the bed to give him a better angle push in deeper. "Fuck. Gin! I'm going to c-" Her walls clenched down on his penis, sending waves of pleasure throughout his body. He came hard.