Paul,

Putting a top thing on this chapter has been difficult and I have to pee

NO TIME FOR ANYTHING!

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December 14

Jack was barking loudly and woke the whole house up. Harry grumbled from the couch, Ginny rubbed her eyes angrily coming out of her room, and Hermione and Ron just stared bleary-eyed at the dog in the kitchen. Jack continued to bark at the refrigerator and Ginny was the first to walk up to him and spank him.

"Can it, Jack!" The dog's ego looked permanently scarred as he ran away from the kitchen with his tail between his legs.

"Good job, Paul, you made our dog piss himself." Ginny rolled her eyes at her.

"Shove off, Herm-eye-one. At least I don't look like I have a dead rodent on my head." Hermione squinted her eyes at her.

"At least I don't look like freaking carrot top." Ron looked at Hermione with disappointment and she grabbed his hand. "Honey, I didn't mean to -" Ron waved his hand at her.

"It's four in the morning, let's just go to bed." Ron muttered and led Hermione back to their room. Harry stood erect from his lean on the wall and rolled his shoulders.

"So what do you think Jack was barking at?" Harry wondered as he approached Ginny who was making coffee.

"He's a wackjob, but I have never seen him act like that before." Harry walked over to the fridge and inspected it.

"Nothing, I see nothing." He looked back at Ginny who was already sipping down her coffee. "You are the only person I know who drinks coffee in the middle of the night." She shrugged her shoulders at him.

"It's not even real coffee and it tastes good, so why not?" Harry shrugged back.

"Good point." He walked up to her and placed his hand on her arm and rubbed it with his thumb. She closed her eyes and breathed in deeply before yanking her arm away.

"Harry, what are you doing?" Harry got closer to her and pulled her lips to his heavily. She pushed back against his chest and broke away. Harry growled at her.

"Kiss me like you did." He ordered and she shook her head, putting her coffee on the counter.

"Harry, I told you that didn't happen and we were to act like it never should." He huffed.

"If I recall correctly I said that and all you said was that you were sorry." She looked down and failed to admit that he was right. She picked up her coffee and began to walk into her room quickly, but he followed. She set down her coffee on her dresser and turned angrily towards him as he shut the door behind himself.

"Harry, I don't... I don't feel that way about you." She was a liar, and they both knew it.

"Bullshit, that is bullshit and you know it." She swallowed hard and he approached her, slamming his lips into hers, but she pulled away again. She did feel something, but a relationship with Harry wasn't the answer. He couldn't want her. They were just lonely being around all those couples. Now, well, now she couldn't tell you why he had followed her into her room, but she could tell you that he didn't want her, not like she wanted him.

"Harry, I - I don't feel anything for you." He looked angrily at her and she backed up until her back was firmly on the wall. Suddenly he was pressed up against her, his erection was clearly there, and his nose was tracing the outline of her jaw. She closed her eyes, momentarily so wrapped up in him that she couldn't even rationalize herself out of this sudden intimacy. One of his hands ran down her side, over her hip, and to the back of her leg, holding her leg up by the knee.

"Your heart is racing," he whispered in her ear, "and you're breathing really hard, why?" She bit her lip and tried to calm herself. "Tell me," he ordered.

"Because you scared me." Lie.

"You've got goosebumps from where my hands touched you, why?" She tried to think but her heart started hammering again. "You can't think clearly, why?" He asked after a moment of her silence and then he started kissing her jaw line. Then the corner of her mouth. Then his mouth claimed hers and she kissed him back with fervor. He pulled away after a moment and he looked at her. "You kissed me back, Ginny, why?" She shook her head at him.

"Harry, I don't. Just accept -" His mouth cut her off again and her hands grabbed for anything, his shirt, anything as his hips started moving around and his erection rubbed on her.

"Answer my questions," he whispered in her ear after pulling his mouth off hers.

"I don't feel anything for you." She said defiantly despite heat building up in her core.

"You do, Ginny!" He was suddenly yelling and she winced. "You feel something for me and you're too damn scared to admit it!" She shook her head and he kissed her for a few seconds before pulling away and laying his hand on her heart. "Your heart is telling me a different story." She closed her eyes and she was barely even whispering the next moment:

"I don't... I don't like feeling things for you, Harry." He kissed her cheek and then her mouth.

"I won't hurt you," he whispered against her lips.

"Promise?" She hated asking, hated giving in, but he was so hard to resist.

"Promise." Then he was kissing her deeply against the wall, holding her bum firmly in his hands. He picked her up then, and although Ginny didn't really know what to do she just kind of guessed and Harry responded happily. He brought them over to the bed and laid her down. He took off his shirt before joining her again, kissing her deeply an slowly this time.

Side note to Paul: After the birth of my obsession with One Direction, every time I type Harry... I'm picturing Harry Styles... How did my vision of Harry go from huge, scary looking guy to Harry Styles... I'm disappointed with myself.

He confidently ran his hands down her side, sliding off her shirt in one careful swoop. She wasn't too self conscious like she thought she would be, but maybe it had something to do with the little word that she was hanging onto right now. Promise. She hated that word. Detested it because when it came out of people's mouths it was normally weighted down by uncertainty. But coming out of Harry's mouth, it sounded confident and solid. She liked how the word sounded coming out of his mouth almost as much as she liked his mouth on hers.

His mouth slid down her body this time, and she realized too late that it was his tongue enticing her body to become so heated she wasn't sure if it was natural. He moved down to her shorts again, pulling them down quickly with his hands and throwing them over his shoulder. He came back up to her and kissed her quickly before propping himself up on his elbows to look at her.

"I don't want to make you uncomfortable..." He looked off and this was the least confident she figured she had ever seen him.

"Ha - Harry, you aren't... I'm fine..." He looked at her deep in the eyes and swallowed.

"This is the first time, well second time, you've ever gotten this far, isn't it?" She felt embarrassed suddenly. She was twenty two years old and she hadn't even gone past snogging. I bet she looked like an idiot to Harry... She regretted her opening her mouth because she gave herself away. And now she looked pathetic. "Because," Harry blurted out, noting the worry in her eyes, "if it is, I don't want to rush anything with you. I want everything to be...perfect." She froze under him. Was he really going to want to move onto sex this soon?

"Harry, I - I don't think having s -," he put a finger on her mouth.

"Ginny, I don't mean that... I meant the whole experience... just anything leading up to that... if you want to..." Ginny blushed furiously under him and her heart went even faster than it was going before he asked. She leaned up a bit on her elbows and kissed him softly, putting her weight on one elbow so she could pull him down with her other arm. He held her face with one hand and kissed her deeply, letting his other hand explore down her body. He praised her breasts for a minute and she wasn't self conscious about their size. In fact, he treated them as if they were the best pair he had ever touched before.

It felt great, almost liberating for Ginny to have a man touching her like this. She felt wanted without feeling like an outright whore for exploring these joys without a proper boyfriend. But it almost felt right that it would be Harry exploring her body and not some American guy she met on the road. No, Harry had been there for her worse, hell he saved her from it, and he was always around for her best. As far as she could tell, Harry knew her better than she probably even knew, and she knew him just the same.

Then she felt it, his erection again, pressing against her thigh. The fact that she could do that to him without really doing much made her acquire a very satisfied smile. And, because Harry Potter knows everything when it comes to sexual intentions, he started rocking his hips against hers so she could feel it through his trousers.

Suddenly she gasped and moaned, grabbing onto his shirt when a loud crash came from the kitchen.

"Shit," Harry almost screamed, kissing Ginny quickly and sliding off of her. He winked at her before slipping quickly out of her room to go survey the damage.

Ginny couldn't handle not knowing so she slid into his shirt and her shorts before slipping out of the door. The scene in front of her was definitely one riddelled(I spelled it like that on purpose)with so much confusion that she couldn't help but laugh. Draco Malfoy was currently hanging from their refrigerator and a pot was lying on the floor beneath him.

"Well," he smiled whilst dangling upside down. "Fancy seeing you two coming out of the same room." Ginny could see the muscles tensing in Harry's back and she wanted to pounce on him immediately.

"Malfoy, what are you doing here?" Harry stared at him intensely.

"Hanging around..." Ginny started laughing hard enough to bring tears and Malfoy seemed happy with the response. "But really, Potter, you sassy bitch you, come get me down." Harry approached him cautiously, afraid this was a ploy to grab his penis. He grabbed Draco's legs and pulled him down from the fridge, setting him down by the head. "Ow, you dirty slut bag, be careful! I spent like an hour on my hair!" (It should be noted that although Draco was brain damaged, the damage made him assume he is always a child.) Ginny snorted with laughter and Harry glared at her.

"Why are you here, Malfoy?" Harry adjusted his glasses on his nose and stared at Draco who was still on the floor admiring Harry's still erect...member.

"Wish you bitches Happy Christmas of course!" Harry's eyes honed in on Draco suspiciously.

"It's December the fourteenth. Christmas ins't for another ten days." Draco looked stunned by the news, and then he looked impossibly sad.

"Sorry, mate. I was just hoping for a Christmas with actual people this year. I even brought tiny presents." Draco reached in his pocket and deposited four tiny presents. Ginny approached, sat on the floor, and almost hugged the life out of the man. She may have not enjoyed Christmas much, but she figured they could all (all including the Dunn's as well) come over on Christmas Eve and open presents from each other.

"Well, Draco," she whispered in his ear, "in ten days, come over properly dressed at a proper hour and we'll have a Christmas Eve dinner party. Okay?" Draco nodded.

"Can I stay over tonight?" Ginny nodded and pointed him to the stairs. He bounded up them quickly and Harry pulled her up.

"Talk about a buzz kill." He murmured, kissing her until she pulled away.

"I'm tired, Harry, and obviously Ron and Hermione are as well because they literally just slept through that whole thing..." Harry laughed and hugged her.

"Goodnight, Miss Weasley." He murmured in her hair.

"Goodnight, Mr. Potter." She murmured into his shoulder before she kissed his shoulder and left for bed.


December 24

Malfoy came first, dropping off seven decent sized presents underneath the tree Hermione and Ginny had bought and decorated four days before. He sat and talked to Harry and Ron while the girls cooked, which made the boys uncomfortable, but they sucked it up. Courtney, Jarad, and Anne all showed up with two presents each, which confused Ginny but she brushed it off. They weren't supposed to open presents until after dinner anyhow. Each person got two presents from the group of four friends. Harry and Ron got one for each person, Hermione and Ginny got another. They thought it would be appropriate that way.

The dinner wasn't too extravagant, but they did the best they could.

They all settled down at the table fifteen minutes after the Dunn's arrived, and all went very well. The Dunn's loved Draco, while Anne just looked uncomfortable with the whole situation. She had Harry, Hermione, and Draco as teachers, so it was weird sitting at a table with them on Christmas eve. Her baby belly was becoming visible through her t-shirt and Hermione looked nervously at it. She did oppose, but it made her nervous for the teenage girl.

"Mr. Malfoy, it's great to finally see you out of dark sessions." Ginny looked quizzically at Courtney.

"Well, dark sessions have really helped me. Four years ago you could have counted me out of this place." Courtney and Jarad nodded.

"Is it true you saw Harry and Ginny coming from the same bedroom the other night when you came here?" Ginny started choking on her food and Ginny glared at the woman.

"Oh, indeed." Draco stated matter of factly. Hermione looked at Ginny and motioned for her to meet her in the kitchen.

"Hermione," Ginny said nervously. "We've got to get that dessert started..." Hermione nodded curtly and they excused themselves from the table. As soon as the door shut behind Hermione she glared at Ginny.

"We kissed, that's it." Ginny spat out, annoyed with Hermione's blazingly hot stare.

"And why didn't you tell me?" Ginny couldn't honestly give her a real answer.

"Because it was just... fun I guess. We were lonely and it was November..." Hermione crossed her arms and snorted.

"Someone took no Shame November too seriously." Ginny pinched her arm and Hermione glared. "Well are you guys like a couple now?" Ginny shook her head.

"We're just friends, Hermione. Friends who were bored and lonely. Don't look into it..." Hermione got close to her ear.

"You didn't... go all the way, did you?" Ginny laughed.

"Really, Hermione? Snog, I've only snogged guys. Swear." They stuck their middle fingers out and wrapped them around each other, cementing the swears.

"Fine, let's go break the news that there will be no pudding." Ginny laughed.

"Luna wold be so upset." Hermione nodded.

"Thank Merlin she doesn't know." Ginny laughed as they walked into the dining room.

The presents were fantastic and Ginny actually enjoyed Christmas this year. This was the first year she celebrated it with more than two friends and her brother in five years.

The Dunn's got her a book on 'How to Get the Guy,' which made her genuinely laugh, especially when Hermione stated she almost got that for her. They also bought Jack a new chew toy, explaining their two gifts each deal. Which was very kind of them, which Ginny and Hermione made it well known to them.

Hermione got her a superhero t-shirt since she found happiness in them.

Ron got her new sweatpants and a long sleeve shirt with a note saying, "Cover yourself up more." She laughed really hard and hugged him.

Draco got her sexy lingerie which made her blush and stuff it back in the packaging. But Draco winked at her then looked towards Harry quickly. She was blood red at this point. And so was Ron.

Harry got her a waffle house pin, and a new satchel with a Gryffindor and 'Potter Stinks' pin already on it. She smiled at him and he lazily smiled back. She liked that smile the best. It was genuine in a way she couldn't describe. But he could win her heart over with that smile, and that scared her immensely.

The night was great and it was well after 12 when they were ushering everyone out the door, well at least, only the Dunn's.

"Thank you for coming!" Ginny screamed after them.

"That's what she said... to Potter!" Draco screamed behind her, causing her to turn and glare at him while Hermione laughed her head off. She guessed she was going to have to get used to that now that the cat was out of the bag. She cringed in that moment.

Damn she hated cats.


It's just a little blah blah blah mixed in with some build up build up, buzz kill.

Damn Draco!

But alas, you have a chapter none the less.

P.S.: Jacob's Christmas is next chapter.

Which is just 3

anywho,

hope you enjoyed.

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