A/N: In editing this fic, I realized that in an earlier edit (only involving A/N's) I mistakenly deleted this chapter, replacing it with chapter 3. The only hint I really have about this one is that it was on masturbation...so I decided to rewrite it, years later. I incorporated what I do remember and added more. Hope you enjoy it! Also in the works is "Add Ginger," a porn-tastic story on your favorite OC. Cheers, Tina. - Oct 2014

Date & Time: May 11th, Saturday Night

Place: Lavender and Parvati's dorm room

Gossip Participants: Hermione, Ginny, Lavender, Parvati, Helena, Luna, Ginger, and Pansy

Topic: Masturbation & Nizoff Hands

Ginny looked out the room solemnly. "So we're gathered here today to talk about a rather touchy subject."

Helena let out a snicker. "I love puns so fucking much." They had finally decided it was the right time to talk about masturbation.

"Do you girls masturbate to a specific person?" asked Lavender rather seriously. "I mean, we hear about guys having to look at a picture of someone or whatnot. I think they have to imagine they are fucking someone."

"I don't," said Parvati, hugging her legs. "It's really more the sensation. I'm not thinking about anyone."

There seemed to be general agreement except for Ginger and Pansy, who had very well communicated secret crushes on very specific Gryffindor boys. Ginger grinned. "For the past year or so I've definitely imagined fucking Neville."

"What do you use?" asked Helena. "Do you have like...sex toys?"

Hermione became scarlet. She could not imagine owning any.

"Absolutely," said Ginger.

Pansy seemed to know a lot about this. "She's got magic dildos that grow, self-cleaning vibrators, Nizoff Hands-"

"I love magic so much, I could cry," said Ginger emotionally.

"What are Nizoff Hands?" asked Luna dreamily. The other girls also didn't seem to know what they were.

"Alfred Quentin Nizoff the Great," Ginger began solemnly, looking around at the girls, "is the greatest wizard and inventor that has ever lived."

Pansy took the liberty explain this time as well. "Nizoff has invented a lot of the great sex toys."

"Half the new products in the SexyWithces Inc. catalogue this month were of his invention," Ginger said. She was so clearly taken with this person's ingenuity.

"You still haven't explained what Nizoff Hands are," said Lavender impatiently.

"Oh, right," said Ginger. "Basically it's a pair of hands, super life-like, magicked to be warm and to move on their own. You turn it on and it'll touch you all over."

"Wow," gasped Hermione.

"You can have it set to like, aggressive version, slow version, et cetera," Pansy explained. "And you can set it to go all over the body, just certain locations, all that stuff."

"I used to set it to aggressive," said Ginger with a sigh. "But now I set it to the timid version. More like what it'd be like with Neville."

"These Nizoff Hands sound amazing," gasped Parvati.

"Stupid expensive, though," said Pansy. "Ginger got them as a present."

"From whom?" asked Ginny, incredulous.

"My mom," said Ginger with a grin.

Helena narrowed her eyes. "Actually, that might explain a bit more about you."

"How about you, Luna?" asked Lavender with a playful smile. "Do you masturbate?"

"Oh, no," came Luna's melodic response. "Never."

Ginger was incredulous, based on some of Luna's past exploits she had not considered to be sexual. "I don't believe that one bit. Luna. Do you ever do anything to yourself to make yourself feel good?"

"You mean in a meaningful, spiritually enriching way?" asked Luna.

"No," Ginger replied.

Luna smiled faintly. "Oh, in that case, yes. I do often."

The girls shared looks.

"What do you do?" asked Lavender.

"I touch myself inside my vagina."

"Bingo," said Ginger happily.

"I don't really care about Luna's masturbation techniques," Parvati said. "Those Nizoff Hands. Do you have them in your room?"

Ginger nodded, and soon she was nearly kicked out of the room to go fetch them. She soon returned with a small bag. Ginny took the bag and peered inside. She frowned. "These look like amputated hands, and that's kind of creepy." She pulled them out, one by one. They were basically like adult male human hands cut at the wrist. There was also a small remote with a lot of buttons.

"Let me," Ginger said, taking the remote from Ginny. She pressed a few, and soon the hands came to life, floating and wiggling their fingers.

"Still creepy," said Ginny, shaking her head. The hands zoomed to Parvati. One caressed her cheek while the other ran up and down her side, as if trying to coax her.

"They're warm," Parvati breathed.

Then, suddenly, the hands zoomed to her shoulders and grasped them. Parvati stumbled back; it looked like the hands were pushing her back. She kept backing away until she fell backwards on Ginny's bed. There, the hands went to work. They began to undo the buttons of her blouse.

"Parvati!" exclaimed Lavender as the hands opened the blouse up and began massaging her breasts over her purple bra.

"Leave her be," snickered Helena.

"No," said Lavender. "That's my bra."

Parvati peered down at her own breasts. "Oops."

While one hand kept at massaging Parvati's left breast and slowly trying to work itself under her - or rather, Lavender's - bra, the other hand trailed down and began rubbing Parvati's thighs.

"Oh, yeah," Parvati moaned as the lower hand began to work its fingers below her skirt, forming a bump under it. Ginger and Helena rushed to the bed and got near Parvati's legs to observe as two firm fingers rubbed Parvati through her knickers.

"What are you guys doing-" gasped Parvati, noticing the two girls at her feet. However she was cut off as she felt the hand drag down her knickers. Meanwhile, the other hand squeezed itself beneath her bra and was pinching her nipple, hard.

"She's cumming!" exclaimed Ginger excitedly. The hand had successfully dragged her knickers to her ankles, and two fingers moved in and out of Parvati's pussy.

"Now that's something I didn't think I'd see tonight," murmured Helena, watching with interest.

The girls of course had to wait for Parvati's session with the Nizoff Hands to end before they resumed talking. Ginger looked like she wanted a go there right then, but Ginny put her foot down and Ginger had to stow them away. Parvati sat in her seat, flushed and disheveled.

"All right, Hermione," said Ginny. "Tell us how you masturbate, and to whom, if any."

Hermione turned red in the face. "Um-"

"Do you ever imagine being sandwiched between Weasley and Potter?" asked Ginger. "Naked, Potter's cock in your pussy and Weasley's cock poking you in the butt?"

"Um, no, I can't say I ever had..."

"Until now," said Helena meaningfully, and Hermione turned even redder.

"I wouldn't mind having Weasley's cock at my butt if I get to have Harry's where it matters," mused Pansy.

"Me neither," sighed Ginger.

The girls turned to look.

"You mean Neville?" asked Hermione, frowning.

Ginger looked confused. "What?"

"Oh, she's just really slutty," said Pansy.

"Oh," said Ginny. "That's enough for today. Go clean yourself up, Parvati! Mindless gossip dismissed!"