A/N: I don't own Harry Potter

Word Count: 500

Warning: nakedness and sexual themes

Ginny lifted her head trying to stop the ringing in her ears. After a second, she realized the ringing was coming from a device sitting on the nightstand next to the bad. She blinked in confusion. She suddenly became very aware of two things. One, this was not her bed or her room. Two, she was not alone.

"Oh, sorry, did my phone wake you?" a deepish voice asked. Ginny looked to her left at the man she had been apparently sleeping next to. She took in his dark hair, his chocolate brown eyes, and his naked chest.

"Bloody hell," she muttered, realizing where she had just spent the night.

"Yes, you've said that a few times, Ginny," Dean stated, grabbing the still ringing phone. He answered it and talked for a moment before hanging it up and turning his attention back to Ginny.

"The wash room is through that door if you're curious. Or we could repeat last night," he stated with a smirk.

"How much did I drink?"

"Three that I saw. That was some celebration."

"The Harpies won the World Cup, there'd better have been some celebration," she laughed, sliding out of the bed. For a brief moment she wondered where her clothing had disappeared to.

"You vanished it, and mine, and two pillows that were in your way. You also scared my dog," Dean explained, answering the unasked question.

"Oh, sorry about that,"Ginny said, giving him a sheepish smile. "How exactly did I end up here, not that I'm complaining," she added, taking another look at the naked man sitting before her.

"You told me that you wanted to shag, and I quote 'all of Gryffindor'," he said. Ginny felt her face flush.

"I really said that?"

"You also said you'd already shagged Harry, Seamus, and a few other people," Dean added, giving Ginny a wink. She snorted before bursting out laughing.

"Yeah, that sounds about right," she muttered. "Um, is okay if I take a shower while I figure out where I vanished my clothes to?" she asked.

"Go ahead, if you can't figure the clothing thing out, you can always borrow some of mine," Dean offered. Ginny nodded.

"Thanks, um, I'll be out of your hair in a bit. I mean..."

"Rules of the one night stand. Got it, I'm going to make bacon pancakes though, if you'd like to stay a little longer?"

"Really? The bacon is in the pancake?'

"And I have pure maple syrup to go with," Dean offered. Ginny tilted her head, letting her long hair fall over her naked chest.

"Okay, I have got to try that!" she agreed, giving Dean a smile before slipping off to shower. Dean smiled watching her leave. No one could ever resist his bacon pancakes, and he was glad he'd let Ginny convince him to take her home with him. Maybe this might become more than a one night stand. He couldn't help but think that maybe that would be alright with him.