He held her against the wall of his bedroom. He plundered her mouth and her neck. She gasped, eager to feel his lips on her skin. At the same time, she wanted to touch, to taste too.
"Tell me,"gasped Harry, as he pulled her shirt up and over her head, "tell me this isn't going too fast," He flung the shirt away and latched his lips to her throat, "too soon."
"Gods, no, Harry," said Ginny, crying out as he nipped her with his teeth. "Been too long." She tried to get him off her for one second to get his shirt off. He growled, but released her before returning to kiss her like a dying man aching for his last breath. "Need you...so much."
Harry fumbled for her bra, undoing the clasp and flinging it away. Ginny reached for his shorts, her hands roaming his abdomen and hips hungrily. She pushed his shorts down, and his underwear too. Impatiently he wriggled so they'd fall down, making Ginny giggle.
He growled and kicked his shorts and boxers away, before picking her up and carrying her to the bed. He kissed his way down from her throat, her neck and to the top of her breasts. Then he carefully lay her down on the bed, standing over her.
"Harry, please," cried Ginny, reaching for him unashamedly. She pulled down her pants to her knees, and Harry ripped them off, flinging them over his head.
He stared down at her naked body hungrily. She lay there, waiting; anticipating his move. She didn't have to wait long. Harry was on the bed and on top of her before she knew it. His hands caressed her breasts roughly as his tongue plundered her mouth again. Ginny's hands roamed his body, any where she could reach. When they landed on his ass, she squeezed, making him moan. "I want you, Harry, now," she begged.
He moved between her legs to find her completely ready for his entrance. He entered her, and they both moaned as they became one . He moved slow at first, but his need for her was too great. Ginny didn't care, she needed Harry and she needed release. After several thrusts, and with a howl and a cry, they came, one after the other.
Harry lay still, on top of her. He was breathing hard and fast, panting. Ginny ran her hands through his hair, and his mouth found the tip of her breast. Like a baby suckling for the first time, Harry sought sustenance, only it wasn't milk he sought, just Ginny.
He moved from one breast to the other, making Ginny moan and squirm under him. She too caressed his skin, taking note of his thinness and, sadly, new scars. He became aware of what she was doing, so his mouth returned to hers, his tongue tangling with hers.
They began the dance again, only this time there wasn't the urgency. This time was about learning all the changes in each other's body's. There were caresses, squeezes, gasps and moans. Their legs were tangled and although Harry's erection was evident between them, there was no rush this time.
Despite his half hearted protests, Ginny rolled Harry over and lay over him. She took control, kissing him and touching him. Her lips blazed a path down his chest, where she nibbled his nipples, saying,"see how you like it." Harry liked it very much and he arched against her lips as they headed down his body. He tangled his hands in her glorious hair, as she laved his belly and hips. He gasped with pleasure as she took him in her mouth, and he rocked to her suction.
He could feel the start of his release, and he didn't want to come that way. "No Gin, please. I need to be inside you when I come,"he said.
Ginny released him and climbed up his body. He half sat, needing her lips. He pulled her onto his lap, his hands holding her in place. She felt him slide into her and she gasped; it felt deeper from that angle. With her hands around his neck, and his face buried against her breasts, she began to move.
"My Ginny," he sighed, as he thrust up inside her. "Gods, Gin," he groaned, as she ground against him.
"Lay down," instructed Ginny, pushing him down. With her hands on his chest and with him grasping her hips, she began to move faster, and he matched her with his thrusts. Before too long, they were both flying over the moon, as her release triggered his own.
Ginny collapsed on Harry, breathing hard. His hands caressed her back and she buried her face against his chest.
"That was...incredible," said Harry, playing with the ends of her hair. "Better than I remembered."
"Well, we really didn't know what we were doing back then," chuckled Ginny.
"Seven years," sighed Harry. He tugged her hair gently so she'd look up at him. "I'm sorry, Gin. Sorry for not telling you I was leaving you, again. Most of all, sorry for putting you through hell all these years. I wished I could have been here for you and Teddy."
Ginny carefully eased Harry out of her body, and rolled onto her side. Harry turned to face her, watching her closely. Ginny was good at hiding her feelings, but he knew her well.
Ginny looked him in the eye, 'a good sign', he thought. Her hand caressed his cheek. "How about we forget the sorry's from the past. We can't change them, and now I know everything, of course I understand why you left. You're right, I would have wanted to go with you, but Mum and Dad needed me here." She placed a kiss over his heart, and tangled her legs with his.
Harry caressed her hip, bringing it over his. Again she could feel his erection growing. He ran his fingers through her hair. "I thought about you every single day I was locked up," he said softly.
Tears sprang to Ginny's eyes. The thought of Harry being locked up made her feel sick. "I want to kill Malfoy for what he did to you and Rose. Bastard!"
Harry pressed a kiss to the top of her head. "I know. I fucked up too, though. I should have brought Rose back to England as soon as I got out."
Ginny's fingers ran over his abdomen in lazy circles. "I guess there's no point playing that 'shoulda woulda, coulda' game. What's done is done. We have to catch Malfoy so we can go on with our lives in peace."
"I'm surprised he hasn't shown his ugly mug around here yet," admitted Harry.
"I told Kingsley I thought he had inside help," confessed Ginny.
"I do too," said Harry, "but I can't think who it could be, and why."
Ginny decided to say nothing about her suspicions of Natalie. She only had her gut feeling to go on, and she didn't want to come across as being a jealous shrew.
She yawned and chanced a look at the clock. It was still reasonably early, nearly seven o'clock.
"How did things go with Hermione?"she asked hesitantly.
She felt Harry tense, and she lay her lips against his sternum. He sighed. "It was...odd. Not like Hermione at all. At first she seemed happy to be back, and she said she missed us. Then...I don't know, we were inside having tea and cake and she asked about your family. We told her about Bill and Fleur and their kids, and she said she wasn't planning on having kids. Then she confessed she hadn't told her husband she was magical, and her parents are glad she's like them again. Gin, she casts a glamour on her arm every morning to cover up her scars."
"She won't be able to hide it forever. He'll find out eventually," said Ginny.
"Yeah," said Harry. He hesitated then said, "She told me what she said to you, and called you. She asked me to tell you she's sorry."
Ginny stopped caressing him. "Oh," was all she said.
"She was bang out of line. What goes on between us is nobody's business. I didn't regret that night with you at all," he said, determined to make her believe him. he laced their fingers together.
"I didn't either, but..." Ginny's voice trailed off.
"What? What is it?" asked Harry, worriedly.
Ginny shrugged. "She just knew how to play on my insecurities, that's all. It's nothing."
Harry used his finger to tilt her chin up. "What insecurities, Gin?" he asked gently.
Ginny tried to look away. "I know I'm not pretty or girly like...some of the other girls you've liked, and well, I'm not exotic, or have a nice accent, or any of that. I'm just me."
"I don't want pretty, or girly or exotic or what the hell, an accent? I love you, and I think you are the most beautiful woman in the world. You're funny and wicked and mischieveous. You're sexy as hell, and I know you are the only woman for me, Ginny Weasley!"
Ginny smiled. "I like hearing that," she admitted. She yawned again.
"Come on, let's get some sleep. With no kids in the house, I intend to wake you early in the morning," he said huskily.
"Sounds like a plan," said Ginny, laying her head on his chest. "By the way, did you feed the kitten?"
"Damn," swore Harry. "Be right back." He kissed her quickly and Apparated downstairs naked. He was back in minutes, to find Ginny nearly asleep. He crawled in next to her, spooning her tightly.
"Harry, when did we get a kitten?" she asked sleepily.
"Tell you in the morning, love," he whispered, nibbling her ear.
She giggled, as it tickled. "Okay," she said, before falling asleep.
Ginny woke several hours later, wrapped in a brilliant warmth. She opened her eyes, not focusing on anything, just the sense that everything was perfectly right at that moment. Turning her head, she saw Harry gazing at her as she slept in his arms.
"What are you doing?" she mumbled sleepily.
"Watching you. It's my new favourite past time," he said.
"Oh," she said, smiling a sleepy smile that Harry found so sexy. "Well, don't."
"Can't help it. You're gorgeous," he said, kissing the end of her nose.
Ginny wrinkled her nose. "Yes well, you're not wearing your glasses."
"Gorgeous-always," said Harry firmly. "My gorgeous Ginevra."
Ginny yawned. "It's too early for my Bat-Bogey hex, so shhh, go back to sleep and we'll forget you used my full name."
"Can't. Not sleepy," said Harry. "Wanna play."
"Play?" asked Ginny sleepily, as Harry lifted the covers and slid under them. "Harry," she squealed in surprise, as Harry's lips got busy.
It may have been early morning, but Ginny was sure she saw stars minutes later.
A couple of hours later, Harry was in the kitchen, rustling up some breakfast when he heard the front door open. He popped his head out of the kitchen to see Rose creeping in.
"Is this my sister I see, doing the walk of shame. Tsk, tsk, tsk," said Harry,with a teasing grin.
"Shut it, you. Yes, I stayed the night at Neville's, and yes, we slept together in the same bed, but we just got to talking and it was so late, and he said I may as well stay, so I did. I'll have you know he was the perfect gentleman," said Rose.
"Not even a snog?" asked Harry.
"Well, there may have been a bit of snogging, but that's it. He even slept on the top of the bedcovers," said Rose, following Harry into the kitchen as he turned the bacon.
"What's his big plan for Longbottom Manor?" asked Harry, breaking some eggs into the frypan.
"He's planning to move his practice into the house on the ground floor, so he'd see patients there. The top two floors will become a children's hospital. Just a small one, ten beds to start with. He hopes to hire some nurses, and a potion maker. They'll use fresh ingredients from his greenhouse," said Rose proudly. "Oh, and he has the most amazing conservatory."
"Sounds brilliant," said Harry, flipping the eggs.
"What does?" asked Ginny, coming into the kitchen,. "Morning, Rose." She patted Harry's ass as she walked past him He stopped what he was doing to pull her closer and kiss her passionately.
Rose grinned. Harry wore some pyjama bottoms but Ginny was wearing the shirt Harry wore yesterday. It reached the top of her thighs, but it rode up when she put her arms around his neck, making it obvious she wasn't wearing anything underneath. She squirmed to see Harry's hands covering Ginny's bare butt.
"Ahem. Speaking of who slept where, am I to believe that the two of you..." She looked hopefully between the two.
"Made the most of our time alone?" Ginny finished her question. "Yes, we did, thank you very much."
"That's wonderful. I'm so happy for you both," cried Rose.
They both grinned at her, Harry pulling Ginny into his body to hide his growing erection. Fondling her bare butt had been a turn on, and with his sister here, it was hard to hide.
"I think I'll just go and get changed. Can I get in on that breakfast?" asked Rose.
Harry nodded. "Sure."
"Great. Um, can I bring anyone anything from upstairs. Like, underwear," she said to Ginny, making Harry laugh.
"Not on my account," he said.
"Oh, you. You threw my knickers Merlin knows where last night. Sorry, Rose," said Ginny, embarassed and trying to pull Harry's shirt down.
The two women went upstairs to get changed, leaving Harry to finish making breakfast. He grinned, so far it had been a great start to the day.
"He really is a cutie," said Ginny, patting the kitten. "Of course we'll keep him, but I think we should put up some signs in the local village, just in case he's a lost pet. I'd guess he's about three or four weeks old. All white! That's rare, isn't it?"
Rose and Harry shrugged. "I should tell you that Ruby named him. I told her we might not be able to keep him, but she said he needed a name while he was here," said Rose.
"Okay, let's here it," said Ginny, grinning.
"Olaf. From that movie she likes. He's all white, you see," said Rose.
Ginny laughed. "It's cute, I like it." She held up the kitten. "Hello, Olaf."
The kitten mewed, then settled into Ginny's arms.
"Aw, I hate to move him but I thought I'd wash the beds before the kids get home," sighed Ginny. She put the sleepy kitten in his basket, and he mewed but cuddled down and went to sleep.
"I want to go and see Kingsley. I should be back by lunchtime, when the kids get back. I'd like to say goodbye to Bill before he returns to France," said Harry.
"I'll help you, Ginny," said Rose. "I'll strip Ruby and Teddy's bed, and you can do Harry's and your room," said Rose, getting up to go upstairs.
Ginny got up but Harry hauled her back to his arms. "Feel free to strip in my room anytime,"he muttered huskily, as he nibbled on her ear, then kissed her neck.
Ginny laughed and turned, winding her arms around his neck. She kissed him deeply and sighed in satisfaction. "It feels so good, knowing I can do that to you now."
"To me, with me," grinned Harry, kissing her again. "So, shall I move my stuff into your bedroom or your stuff into mine?"
"I don't know, Harry. Teddy and Ruby will be back tonight. What if they come looking for one of us and walk in on us. What do I tell Teddy. I was very careful if Jamie stayed over," said Ginny.
"We'll have to tell Teddy soon. He's a smart kid, he'll figure it out. Gin, I don't want to go to sleep or wake up without you beside me," he said, taking her in his arms.
Ginny's heart skipped a beat. "You're right. We've lost so much time together already. We'll tell Teddy soon."
"Thank you, love," said Harry, kissing her again. The kiss soon turned passionate, and hands started to wander.
"Oy, lovebirds! Ginny just got those knickers on," quipped Rose, leaning over the stair railing.
Ginny blushed and Harry laughed. With one quick last kiss, and a middle finger to Rose, he flooed to Kingsley's office.
"I can't believe you found two more kitty's," sighed Ruby happily. She was watching the two new kittens lick their little brother clean. Olaf lay in the centre, purring contentedly.
"I just hope there's no more wandering around. We found these two near the clothes line," said Ginny. "Olaf looks like he might be the runt of the litter."
"And dey are girl kitty's?" queried Ruby, returning to colouring the poster she'd made to stick up in Ottery St Catchpole.
"Yes, two girls," nodded Ginny, colouring the T, E and the N on the word, 'Kittens'.
"Den I'll call dem Anna and Elsa. Dat's Elsa, cos she's got a mark on her head. "Dat's Anna, cos she's got mittens on her front paws," explained Ruby.
Ginny and Rose smiled at the little girl's logic.
"I'd like to find their mother. She's probably looking for them," said Ginny. "Maybe later we can have another look around the grounds. Do you want to join Patrick and Teddy down at the Quidditch pitch?" she asked Ruby.
Seamus had arrived with the two boys not long ago, and they had taken off to the Quidditch pitch to kick the football. Seamus said he was meeting friends, but Ginny suspected it was Lavendar. The two of them ran hot and cold, and had done so for years.
"No fanks. Fink I'll stay here with de kitty's," she said.
"Okay. If Seamus comes back, tell him that's where we are," she told Rose, who nodded. Ginny then went out to find the boys.
Harry flooed home to find Seamus enjoying a cup of tea with Ginny and Rose. The boys were upstairs and Ruby was in the lounge, watching the kittens play with each other.
"Seamus, glad I got to see you again. Thanks for being a good friend to Ginny," said Harry, holding out his hand.
Seamus took it and shook it. "You don't need to thank me for that, Harry. She's special, that one," he said, making Ginny blush.
"Yes, I would have liked to have her be a part of my real family, but aye, it wasn't to be," sighed Seamus. "As I told Ginny, if it were anyone but you, Harry, I'd be mighty pissed. But I know deep down, she always had yer in her heart."
"Thanks, mate. We appreciate that," said Harry, standing behind Ginny and dropping a kiss on the top of her head. He rested his hands on her shoulders.
"I guess we should be gettin' home. It's a busy night at the pub," said Seamus. "Oy, Patty, got to get movin'," he called.
"Thank Colleen again for letting Teddy stay the night, and to you for bringing him home today," said Ginny, standing to hug Seamus.
He hugged her, nodded politely to Rose and slapped Harry on the shoulder. "If yer should be needing my help, just ask. I want this Malfoy git locked away just as much as you," he said fiercely.
"Thanks mate. Will do," said Harry, as Teddy and Patrick came into the kitchen.
"Tell Nev next time I'm in town I'm bringing Dean and we'll have a proper catch up, aye," nodded Seamus.
"Sounds great, Shay," said Harry, sincerely, and they watched him and Patrick floo away.
"So, what's been happening around here?" asked Teddy. "What did I miss?"
"More kittens," cried Ruby.
"Not much," said Harry and Ginny together. They looked at each other, Ginny blushed, and looked away.
Teddy watched them. Something had changed, he just wasn't sure what it was. He just knew he didn't like it.