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Chapter ten Their first night.

Harry and Ginny were very comfortable with each other. Harry felt that he could talk to her about anything. "Harry," Ginny said, looking up into his eyes. Are you ok with meeting my family this Sunday?"

"Of course, Gin. Why wouldn't I be?"

"Harry, you've obviously never met the families of any of your other girl friends."

"They weren't really girl friends, Gin. They were female acquaintances."

"That's not nice Harry. Is that what your going to say about me?"

"No, of course not. I would call you my female extraordinaire."

Laughing, Ginny decided against pursuing that any further. They sat and watched the telly, Ginny's head resting on his shoulders. As their bed time drew near, Ginny moved to Harry's face, sniffing him. "Harry, don't take this the wrong way, but you smell."

"Gin, I haven't had proper shower in weeks, since before I was injured."

"Well, let's fix that right now."

"And how am I supposed to take a shower myself miss Mediwitch?"

"Simple. You step into the stall and I wash you."

"Gin, I have to be naked to take a shower. Did you forget that?"

Ginny laughed. "No Harry, I didn't forget. I've seen you naked nearly every day now for weeks. I won't be seeing anything new."

"Yea, and that was unfair. I haven't seen you naked yet. Are you going to wear your clothes in the shower?"

"Yes I am. Now no arguments. I am your health care provider, and you need a shower. Let's go."

Ginny dragged him into the loo, and stripped him down to his boxers. She then removed her clothes, leaving only her bra and knickers covering her. She took out of her bag of medical supplies and retrieved a roll of small but long plastic bags. "Hold your arms out Harry," she instructed, and slipped the bags over his arms up to his biceps, sealing the bags to his skin with tape.

"There now, lets get under the water."

Ginny poured a liberal amount of shampoo on to her hands and proceeded to wash his hair. She didn't hurry, but allowed her hands to linger on his head as she massaged her fingers through his hair, gently, lovingly, until it felt and smelled clean. She held his head under the streaming water and rinsed him thoroughly.

"Wow, this feels great. Gin, I have to tell you. I've never been in the shower with a naked girl before."

"Harry, you mean to tell me with all the girls you have had, you never showered with any of them?"

"Well, no. My relationships weren't like that."

"Then we have that in common Harry. I've never showered with a man either."

Ginny next lathered up the Loofah sponge and washed his shoulders and back. She quickly stripped his boxers off and carefully washed down to his buttocks and the backs of his legs. "Turn around Harry, so I can do your front," she said.

"Gin, I'm naked," Harry said in a panic.

"Well do you expect me to wash you with your boxers on, silly? Now turn around."

As he faced her, she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, saying, "Patient, Mediwitch privilege, Harry," she giggled, as she washed his shoulders and torso.

She knelt down to wash his legs, moving slowly up his thighs. She carefully ran the sponge over his testicles and between his legs.

"Gin, your killing me here, Gin."

"Almost finished Harry. Hang in there."

"How I wish I had my hands right now Gin."

Ginny took his penis in her hand and very carefully washed him. She had washed him many times before while he was in the hospital, but this was different. This was very personal. This was extremely arousing. She could feel her hormones raging. That was it, she had to quit.

"Ok now Harry, I need to wash myself. Do you want me to dry you first, or would you like to watch?" she said with a wicked look on her face.

The answer to that was obvious, so Harry watched as she slowly removed her bra and knickers and washed every centimetre of herself, occasionally splashing him with soapy suds. Harry was mesmerized. He couldn't keep his eyes off her.

She rinsed his body and her body and turned off the water. Stepping out, she wrapped a towel around him and carefully dried every centimetre of his flesh, then dried herself. Gods, she was enjoying this. She removed the plastic bags from his arms and helped him into his bedroom.

As she slipped on a night dress, she asked, "Do you usually wear pajamas to bed Harry?"

"No, I prefer to sleep starkers," he answered.

"Me too." She carefully laid him down on his bed pulled the covers over him.

"Feel better to be clean?" she asked.

"Yea, much better," he responded embarrassingly.

"Good. You need to take your nightly potions now. I'll be right back."

She returned shortly and helped him drink his pain and sleeping potions, then settled him down under the covers.

"I have to finish up," she said to him. "Good night Harry. See you in the morning." She kissed him goodnight and left the room.

Harry laid in his bed, his body shaking uncontrollably, his brain clouded. What is wrong with me he wondered. I just shared a shower with one of the most beautiful women I have ever known, and I couldn't get it up. Nothing. What is wrong with me he thought to himself? Slowly, his body relaxed, the sleeping potion cutting in, and he drifted off to sleep.

Ginny finished cleaning the shower stall, putting things away. She knew that she was stalling for time, still in a state of sexual overload. Finally, with nothing else to do, she gave up and crawled naked into her bed. She tossed and turned, unable to set her mind at ease.

Ok, Ginevra, she said to herself. Time to face reality. Time to admit your feelings. Go to him, her brain was screaming at her. She gave in. It's the only way she would get any sleep tonight, she realized. She got out of her bed, walked into the next room, and crawled into the bed next to Harry. She held him tightly to her naked body, and quickly fell into a deep and peaceful slumber.

Morning came too soon for the two. Both were denying the sun, preferring to cover their eyes with their pillows. Harry was the first to come to his senses. He tried to roll over, but something was blocking him. He reached down with his hands but could not feel anything. Then he remembered the casts. Struggling, he managed to turn his body enough to see what was blocking him. His eyes fell upon the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. The realization suddenly struck him, and he jumped from the bed, falling to the floor.

"Ginny!" he shouted. "Ginny, your starkers."

"She slowly opened her eyes, and with a great smile said, "Yes I am. Imagine that!"

"Why Gin?" Harry shouted.

"Simple," she responded. "It was the only way I could get to sleep. I had to feel you next to me."

"But, I don't understand Gin. Why?"

"Because Harry, I finally realized last night that I have been denying by feelings for too long. I love you, Harry Potter. I've loved you for a long time now. And last night, after I finally realized that, I became deathly afraid."

She looked at Harry, still kneeling at the side of the bed. He had tears running down his cheeks. Ginny started to shake, her biggest fear taking hold of her. "Please don't tell me you don't love me Harry."

His tears continued unabated. He put his head down on the bed. "You don't understand Gin. I have loved you from the moment I first opened my eyes and saw you. You were the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. But I can't be with you, Gin. You don't understand."

Ginny rolled over off the bed and knelt down beside him. She took him into her arms and held him tight to her body. "What don't I understand love? Please tell me."

Gin, I don't think I'm a man anymore. Look at me. Look down at me. I can't respond to you. The most beautiful girl in the world is naked in my bedroom, and I can't even get a simple erection."

Ginny's mind cleared instantly. Suddenly she understood. He does love me, she realized. He does.

End chapter ten