Chapter 25
Ginny's Burning
A few days after Hermione found out she was pregnant, Harry found himself sitting in Gryffindor common room with Ron and Neville, finishing off some homework. Happy to have some time with his friends. He loved his girls but he needed some guy time too.
'Why are you up here mate?' Ron asked, looking at his best friend as he flicked through a text book, looking for the quote he needed. 'I'd have thought Hermione would have wanted to keep an eye on your work.'
Harry rolled his eyes. 'Not a chance. Hermione's taken to her nest, and Daphne would rather have Pansy in her bed right now than me. Not that I'm complaining mind, I need a break'
'What?' Neville said with a stutter.
'Something about my scent making her morning sickness worse.' Harry said shaking his head.
'But Parkinson?' Neville said disbelievingly.
'Yea, they had a thing before magic decided that I needed to be bound to every girl in the school.' Harry shrugged.
And Ron raised an eyebrow at his best mate. 'And you let them continue?'
Harry stopped what he was doing and looked at the two shocked boys. 'Of course, I do, have you ever seen two girls at it?'
Neville's mouth dropped open and Ron's nodded slowly in understanding. 'You're living the dream mate.' He said with a little envy and Neville snorted.
'The sex maybe, but the rest of the drama Harry's got himself in? No thanks, I'll take my plants over a witch any day.' Neville said gently. Harry had to say he agreed with Neville on that one. Sure, having sex where ever he wanted was great, but the girls and their creature blood had brought him a lot of un wanted drama over the last few months.
'That dear Longbottom is because you have never felt a witch's quim clench round yer cock!' Seamus shouted over the room and Ron sniggered, making Harry frown as he caught appalled look of a couple of first year girls.
'No witch would let you near her Finnegan!' Parvati Pattail said shooting the Irish boy a disgusted look.
'No cause all the good ones have bloody creature blood and there all flocking to Potter!' he grumbled. 'Hey vati, you don't have creature blood, fancy a go?'
The Indian girl looked at Seamus with pure unaltered disgust and turned to Harry.
'More's the pity.' She said with a wink and a cheeky grin to which Harry stuck his tongue out at.
'Can we move the subject away from my sex life?' he asked turning to Ron who was looking at something over Neville's shoulder.
'Apparently not.' The redhead said nodding to whoever had come through the door.
Harry looked and saw Ginny scanning the room, no doubt looking for him. Harry looked at the girl, she appeared to have been running, or maybe she was flying. Her skin was tinged with red, a sheen of sweat coating her face and her breathing he could tell, even from this distance, was laboured.
'Gin!' he called and she snapped her gaze to him, he expression relaxed slightly.
'Harry!' she panted and came up to him.
He placed his hand on hers and pulled back with a yelp. He was aware that Ginny was normally hotter than your average person, be he wasn't normally affected by the heat that her internal flame emitted.
'I'm burning.' She said as an explanation.
'Yes, I gathered that.' He said looking at his palm where a small blister was forming.
'Gin, you're like a fire on a summers day.' Ron said scooting away from his sister and wiping beads of sweat from his fore head.
'Yes, I'm burning!' she snapped, and turned back to her mate.
'I gather this is some creature thing that us mere men, aren't quite grasping.' Neville said gently and Ginny shot the boy a grateful look.
'He gets it, why couldn't he have been my mate.' Ginny snapped.
Harry opened his mouth to reply but shut it again not sure what to say in retort to that.
'I'm still not sure I understand, why are you so damn hot?' Ron asked.
'Because! I. Am. Burning!' Ginny shouted, the unlit logs in the hearth coming to life, next to Harry making him jump.
'Ginny, pet, I think you need to explain to me what that means.' Harry said gently, hoping to ease her anger.
The redhead huffed and turned away from her brother to look at her mate.
'I am burning, being reborn, and before that can happen, I need my mate.' She said stiffly, a look of discomfort crossing the girl's face.
'Didn't you just go through that like three weeks ago?' Ron asked.
Ginny rolled her eyes and Harry could tell she was fighting back a growl.
'That was my first burning, that only happens once. I go through a regular burning once a month.' Ginny snapped.
'Like a phoenix period.' Neville supplied helpfully.
'Precisely.' Ginny agreed.
Harry let those words sink in and closed his eyes. His life got too weird at times.
'So what do you need me to do pet?' he asked gently.
'I already told you, I need my mate.' She said frowning at him as though she couldn't understand why he wasn't getting what she was saying.
'Okay. I'm here what do you need me to do?' Harry asked holding up his hands.
Ginny threw her hands up and glared at him. 'Do you really want me to shout it out to the whole common room?'
'If it'll get you to stop snapping at me yes! As if it's not enough I need to deal with Mione before the full moon, or Daphne when she's not fed. I apparently now need to deal with a pissed of bird once a month as well!'
'You have five wives Harry Potter, all with creature blood. We get magical PMS as well as regular PMS, it'd be helpful if you weren't an idiot about it!'
'So tell me what you want then!' Harry snapped throwing his quill on the table.
'SEX, Harry, I need Sex.' Ginny squawked, and Harry's ire left him, as embarrassment took over.
'I did not need, couldn't you have just dragged him out of here?' Ron said putting his head in his hands.
'Are you coming or not?' Ginny said standing and glaring at the boy she called a mate.
'Right, coming.' He said gathering up his things and his thoughts. Ignoring the sniggers of his house mates as his little firebird took her brother's advice and dragged him out of the common room.
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They didn't make it very far, when Ginny apparently impatient, dragged him into a broom closet, and threw his bag in the corner. She was pulling at his shirt, the heat from her hands melting the buttons from it allowing her to pull it open and run her hands across his skin, searing it as her hand trailed up and down his chest.
He groaned the pain was more sensual than sore now and he couldn't help but hold the witch to him as she covered his mouth with her own, plunging her tongue into his mouth and drawing yet another moan from him.
He fumbled with her jumper and pulled it over her head, as she scrambled for the edges of his shirt, and tugged it from his body. His hand fumbled as he tried to undo her buttons, but she squawked in impatience and tore the shirt open, buttons flying everywhere in the tight space, as she threw the material to the floor.
She sank to her knees and pulled his school slacks down in a swift yank, revealing to her the flesh she wanted.
'Gin' he panted as her heated palm, grasped his length.
'Shusht.' She said gently as her tongue came out to taste him and he shuddered in a breath, as her mouth engulfed him and he had to press his palms into the wall of the cupboard to keep himself upright.
'Jesus, Gin.' He said as he put a hand in her hair and she took him whole in her mouth. He was close, the heat of her was driving him mad, and he knew if she wanted sex, for her burning she would have to stop. 'Gin, if you want…..Fuck….you need to stop.' He panted, and groaned at the loss of her heat, when she pulled back.
Ginny stood and hiked her skirt up to revel that she had on no knickers.
'Really Gin? Didn't you have potions before lunch?' He asked as he palmed her triangle of red curls, making her moan and throw her head back in pleasure.
'Your skin is so cold Harry.' she panted as she hooked a leg over his hip. 'Please I need you.'
He was more than happy to oblige he as he pushed his way inside making them both hiss. Harry from the overwhelming heat of her and Ginny from the sheer chill he sent through her.
She wrapped her legs around him and he pushed her to the wall to keep her up right as she hung on tight, allowing him to plough into her and give her what she so desperately needed. It didn't take him long before he was groaning her name into her hair and she was clenching around him, in ecstasy.
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He let out a breath and frowned when his little mate pushed him away from her, and grabbed her jumper pulling it over her head.
'Gin what's wrong?' he asked seeing the pained look on the girl's face and she clutched her stomach.
'I need to get back to my room, I'll see you in a day or so.' She moaned and rushed out of the broom cupboard.
'Mrs Potter-Weasley.' Snape drawled and Ginny skidded to a halt, the broom cupboard door, lying open, Harry trousers at his ankle, and bare for all to see behind her.
The phoenix froze and hoped that the potions master wouldn't look behind her. She closed her eyes as the man before her did just that and saw her half naked mate within the broom cupboard.
'Mr Potter.' He said slowly and Harry, who had yet to see the potions master paused in doing up his belt buckle.
'Oh come on.' He sighed and looked at Ginny who was doubled over in pain.
'Problem, Mrs Potter?' the head of Slytherin asked with a raised eyebrow.
'It's my burning, I need to go, please professor.' Ginny pleaded and the older man looked as though he wanted to keep the girl where she was out of spite.
'Very well, off with you, but you will serve dentition with me on a night of my choosing when you are once again yourself Mrs Potter.' He snapped.
'Yes professor.' She groaned as she scurried past the man, presumably back to her room, to complete her burning.
Snape turned his attention to Harry and Harry waited for the inevitable.
'You will spend the next four Saturday's in the dungeon's cleaning cauldrons Mr Potter, This school is not your personal dogging grounds, do I make myself clear?'
'Yes sir, sorry sir.' Harry said meekly. Part of him still reeling from his hard and fast coupling with Ginny.
'I am aware that your wives need to be sexually stated, however in the interests of the younger years do keep your copulating to your chambers Potter!' Snape snapped as he spun on his heal and left harry wondering, if he'd have time to run back to his chambers for a shirt, deciding against it he used his wand to charm it to shut and look as though, it hadn't been melted by a sex crazed Phoenix.
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'Harry what on earth happened to your shirt?' Daphne asked as he stalked into his chambers at the end of the day, his charm had held until the end of charms where it had broken, just as Malfoy was walking past him.
'Nothing, it's fine, don't worry.' Harry assured her, as he tossed his bag on his bed and pulled on a t-shirt and a pair of joygies.
'You haven't taken another mate have you?' Hermione asked looking up from her book, her hand resting on her small baby bump.
'No!' Harry snapped, glaring at the she-wolf. 'It's the ones I already have causing me bother!.' he snapped, knowing that it wasn't really Ginny's fault but he felt pissed off and didn't really want to deal with any of them right now.
There was a small squawk from the corner of the room and Harry blinked, there at the base of Hedwig's perch was a small red bird crawling out of a small pile of ashes.
'oh yea, that happened.' Pansy said with a shrug. 'Your owl seems rather attached, wouldn't let us take her to her room.'
Harry's mouth dropped open as he walked to the perch. 'Ginny?' he said gently reaching out to touch the small red headed creature.
'Yes it's me, don't worry, a day or so and my magic will allow me to change again.' Came the musical chirps that only he could here as words. Harry blinked at her not sure how to respond.
'Almost makes the detention worth it.' Harry said watching Hedwig fuss over the hatchling form of Ginny.
'How'd you manage to get detention?' Hermione asked.
Harry's eyes flicked to the small form of Ginny and he shook his head. 'Doesn't matter, your all safe, the rest isn't important. He said wondering how he could have been annoyed at the small redhead in the first place.