Harry and Ginny's Secret Hideaway part 2
It was two weeks since Ginny first showed Harry the cave and they had been meeting up regularly after school and between classes. Ron and Hermione had been getting haughty after Harry ate his lunch quickly and muttered 'bye' before running off without telling them where. Hermione had come up with new coins for Ron, Harry, Ginny and herself so they could communicate when they weren't together.
It was Friday evening when Harry sent a message to Hermione and Ron so they could meet them in the cave at nine o'clock. In the distance the clock chimed eight as Harry and Ginny lay entangled in each other arms kissing on the pile of sleeping bags. Ginny felt elated, after all the years of longing for him, his touch and his kiss: she had finally got him.
One hand in her sweet smelling hair the other unbuttoning her blouse. Harry tried to imagine how he could have ever lived without Ginny, all those years not really seeing her for what see was: beautiful, gracious, a fantastic body.
Kissing into blissful oblivion Harry was vaguely aware of Ginny's hands running through his already stuck up jet black hair, tugging at the waistband on his trousers, caressing his toned torso, undoing his shirt.
Fifteen minutes must have passed when they heard a disturbance outside, knowing Hagrid kept allsorts of animals in the forest they ignored the noise of rustling leaves. It was only when they heard Ron exclaim loudly: 'Bloody hell I didn't need to see that!' that they broke apart to see Ron and Hermione stood at the mouth of the cave looking disturbed. Harry and Ginny re-buttoned and straightened their shirts; Ginny pulled her skirt back to a reasonable length. 'You're a bit early; we weren't expecting you until nine.' Harry explained as he stood up and ran his hand through his hair and attempted to flatten it. 'Yeah well we weren't expecting to see my sister and best friend getting it on in a cave,' Ron said, he lowered his voice 'you could of least have some class and do it in the dorm.' He said this last sentence to Harry alone in an undertone as Hermione started unrolling sleeping bags.