A.N. Again remember the warning. It has non consensual content. Don't read it if it triggers you.

2. Harry and Ginny

The next morning when Harry woke, he felt refreshed and well rested.

"Hmm, it seems making others suffer takes away my own pain." Harry joked mirthlessly. He looked at his 'best friend' who was snoring with no concern. Harry stifled an urge to point his wand at the slumbering figure and cast the most painful curse. He shook his head to clear away the dark thoughts. It was still too early to go in the dark mind-set. Harry did his morning ablutions and entered the common room. Hermione was already awake and was sitting on the sofa where he had taken her last night. No one else was in the room right now. He plopped down beside her.

"Good morning, Hermione." he said with a smile. She smiled back at him.

"Good morning, Harry." she mumbled nervously. Harry raised his eyebrows.

"Are you okay?" he asked in fake concern, scooting closer to her and putting his hand on her shoulder. Hermione blushed at seeing Harry initiate physical contact on his own. Hermione shook her head.

"I don't know. I am feeling mild pain all over my body. I was fine by yesterday. I don't know what happened." she mumbled, squinting her eyes to recall something.

"Oh! Will you be okay?" Harry asked softly in her ear, pulling her in a warm embrace. Hermione again blushed as Harry's warm breath tickled her earlobe. She wrapped her arms around him. She didn't know why Harry was behaving differently but she wasn't against it. She liked this new Harry who wasn't averse to hugging.

"Yes, I think I will be." she said with a smile. He pulled back after a second and she immediately wished he hadn't.

"I am glad. I don't want my only best friend to suffer." he said, cupping her right cheek. Her face turned crimson as he leaned forward and placed a kiss on her cheek. Hermione didn't know she could blush anymore. He leaned back with an easy smile.

"Are you alright Harry? You are behaving differently. Not that I mind of course." she said hastily. Harry shook his head in amusement.

"I am fine, Hermione. As for behaving differently, I have decided that I have been selfless enough. I will try to seek what I want the most." That was the first honest sentence he said.

Hermione's brow furrowed as she mulled over his words.

"I don't understand, Harry." she said. Harry rubbed his forehead in faux nervousness.

"Okay, I will explain. You see, I think Ron likes you in that way. Though, I am sure he doesn't know that himself at the moment. But the problem is that I also like you. You are the most important person to me. But as a good friend, I decided I would try to squash down this feeling and let him pursue you. I thought I would sacrifice myself so you and he can get together. But enough is enough. I can't continue ignoring my feelings anymore. I want you. I want to hold your hand, I want to kiss you, I want to hug you like no friend should. Choose Hemione, Me or Ron? Who do you want? This will be the only and last time I will ask this. If it's no then nothing will change but just answer me Hermione, do you feel the same? I can't continue harbouring my feelings in secret. I need to know if it is just one sided or not." With each word, he was moving towards her. As his monologue ended, her hands were between his, he was just an inch away from her, staring at her.

Hermione's mouth was agape, her eyes were wide, her cheeks were wearing a deep blush. She made a gulping noise as she felt his warm breath on her lips.

"Are you sure, Harry? Is this a joke? Why would you want me? I am not that beautiful. You can have anyone, do you really want me?" she asked in a squeaky voice as she moved her head back, giving herself space to breath. Harry chuckled as he caressed her cheek, his thumb brushing the corner of her lips sending a shiver down her spine.

"You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen Hermione. Though I may be biased in that regard." He laughed softly. A smile came on her face at his compliment.

"Yes or no? Will you be my girlfriend?" he asked in a nervous voice, suddenly scooting back, acting like an anxious teenager. Hermione just threw herself at him, pressing her lips on his in a sloppy kiss. Harry grinned in the kiss as his hands wandered in her hair and on her back but not going below her waist, fearing that she might freak out. Hermione pulled back, panting and staring at him in wonder as if her most secret wish just became reality.

"Yes Harry, I will love to be your girlfriend. I choose you." she said excitedly. Harry put on a dazzling smile as he cupped her cheeks and kissed her chastely on the lips.

"Thank you so much. You don't know how much this means to me." Harry said in a soft voice. Hermione shook her head. Her eyes bright with unshed tears.

"You don't know how much this means to me. I always liked you Harry." she said, her lips spreading into a brimming smile.

'That went according to plan.' Harry thought as he sat alone in the room of requirement with books improper for children of his age. Harry had asked Dobby to find a place which will give him alone time and wasn't known by any student. He was very happy after discovering this wonderous room.

'As Hermione is my girlfriend now, she will try her best to find ways to keep me safe during the triwizard tournament. Being my girlfriend will give her more incentive to keep me alive, not that she wouldn't have done that before but now I can kiss her anytime which is a major improvement. And she definitely has a nice body and face. Her two irregular sized teeths were a problem before but she had used something from madam Pomfrey to cure it. I am not complaining about that. My girlfriend doesn't look like a squirrel anymore. She isn't the most beautiful girl as I had lied before but she is still a beautiful girl who is too easy to acquire. She would do it for now.' Harry mused as he read some dark stuff from the vast repertoire of rooms of requirement. It was close to midnight when he was done, he opened the marauders map and looked for his new prey. There were few girls who were out of their dormitories but his gaze stuck to a familiar name on the astronomy tower all alone. He put on his invisibility cloak and went to the astronomy tower.

Ginny was leaning against the railing of the astronomy tower as she stared at the stars. Tear stains were visible on her cheeks. She was so angry and sad that Hermione was Harry's girlfriend. Ginny had always thought that she would be the one beside Harry. She knew there was no proof of that but she always had this feeling that Harry was her soul mate. She again started crying thinking of the broken dream. Someone touched her shoulder, she jumped back in surprise, her back was pressed against the railing. She was gradually tilting, falling down from the tower. A hand wrapped around her waist, keeping her from flipping back from the railing. Ginny instinctively wrapped her arms around the person, panting, frightened.

"Whoa! Calm down, Ginny. What happened? Why are you crying?" Harry asked, rubbing her back soothingly. Ginny's breath hitched in her throat as she realised on whom she was wrapped around. Her hands were around his warm neck. Her face was pressed to his chest. She felt intense heat between their bodies. She was aware of his hand wrapped around her slim waist. His every touch made her heart beat in excitement. Her face burned with embarrassment as she slowly unwrapped her arms, dragging the time and chances to touch him. Harry didn't mind as he continued rubbing her back.

"So, what happened?" Harry asked finally when they were standing with some distance between them.

Ginny tried to look him in the eye but every time her eyes met his, a blush bloomed on her face.

"Nothing." she mumbled. Harry raised his eyebrow, not believing her.

"Come on, tell me what it is? I may be able to help." Harry said, shrugging his shoulders. Ginny finally stared at him, in his eyes. In his mesmerizing emerald eyes.

"Okay." she said. Harry nodded to her, signalling her to continue but the next second, Ginny threw herself at him. Her arms wrapped around his neck. Her lips smashed against his in an awkward kiss. She will have her one kiss at least. Maybe Hermione will be his soulmate but she would at least won't regret never being able to kiss him.

Ginny knew she had made a mistake, that she was being selfish but just for a few seconds, her bravery and her heart had given her enough power to overcome her fear and conscience. She had expected him to push her off but Harry just took her petite body in his arms and kissed her sensually, guiding her, coaching her how to kiss properly. Ginny was shocked in stupor as Harry responded to her. Her lips were parted due to her stupor. Harry took the chance and opened her mouth with his lips and let his tongue enter her. Ginny's eyes widened as she felt his tongue in her mouth. She didn't know what was happening, so she let him do as he pleased. Ginny's eyes were closed as she let her desire and pleasure win over her rationality. She was in a trance as his hands pawed her bum. She shivered when his fingers brushed against her naked skin under her skirt. His mouth was now on her neck, kissing and nibbling on the skin. Ginny moaned in ecstasy when his one hand creeped under her shirt and found her breasts.

"Harry...Harry…" she mumbled with half lidded eyes. Next five minutes went this way. Harry kissed and groped her while Ginny was just moaning his name. Harry pulled back, his lips wet and swollen. Ginny opened her eyes with a shy smile as she looked at him. He grinned at her and waved his wand. They both were suddenly naked. Ginny's gaze was affixed to his groin. She gulped in nervousness, her mind taking over her hormones and desire.

"Harry-" she started but Harry was fast. He had her turned and bent over the railing, her torso hanging from the railing while her arse was glaring at him, ready to be ravaged.

"HARRY!" She screamed in protest. Harry was on her in an instant. His one hand on her back, pinning her on the metal railing while the other fondled her cute arse. Ginny shivered from fear and excitement.

"I am not ready." she said weakly but Harry acted as if he didn't hear her. He touched her virgin entrance with his finger, earning another verbal protest but as always he ignored her and started fingering her. Ginny moaned and complained, Harry continued on, unaffected by her complaints.

"Harry! Please, I am not ready yet." she pleaded. Harry slapped her arse, colouring her pale cheek red. Ginny tensed at that, realising in what situation she was. She looked over her shoulder, her eyes pleading, tears running on her cheek.

"Please!" she mumbled.

"Eek!" she groaned in pain as another slap connected to her arse. Ginny pressed her lips, understanding that complaining will just make it worse. She turned away from him and stared at the stars in despair.

She didn't complain when she felt his shaft prodding her. She knew that was going to happen no matter what. So she just gasped in pain when he slid inside her. She felt as if someone was cutting her insides with a blunt knife. She couldn't control herself anymore and screamed in pain. Harry unaffected by her pain, started thrusting inside her.

She had started dreaming of having sex with Harry when she had entered puberty but this was worse. She had always dreamed that they would wait until marriage and then Harry would make love to her after that. She had never even once thought that Harry Potter would fuck her roughly on an astronomy tower when they were barely teens.

"Ah! Ginny. You are so tight." Harry groaned as he continued spearing her. Ginny's response was only her sniffling. She clutched the railing in fear as his every thrust pushed her forward, increasing her fear of falling down. She gave a pained gasp when he grabbed her red hair and pulled her away from the railing. She felt his fingers working on her chest. She had always thought that it would bring pleasure to her but right now it also brought disgust and shame. She was yelling and screaming in pain and pleasure as he shoved inside her. She was ashamed of herself that she didn't fight away. She just danced to his tune. She pushed back her hips, meeting with his push. She felt his warm skin under her fingers. She was ashamed that a part of herself was enjoying it even though this wasn't Harry Potter she had dreamed of. Her Harry was gentle and kind while this one was selfish and cruel.

"Oh, you are good, little Ginny. You will do. Welcome to your master. I will take care of you " he whispered in her ear, fondling her perky breast. Ginny hummed with closed eyes as she was devoured by him. The knot in her stomach loosened and she shrieked with her climax. She wasn't given time to enjoy the bliss as Harry forced her on her knees in front of him.

"In your mouth right now." He said in a commanding voice. Ginny could have declined but she just took his length in his mouth and bobbed her head. She was an amateur but she would learn with practice. Anyway, Harry was near. He didn't need a blowjob, he just wanted to finish inside her mouth. He grabbed her head and buried himself deep in her throat. Ginny gagged, tears leaking from her eyes. A stream of his seed splashed down her throat. Harry pulled back, panting and sweating. His lips were curled into a pleased smile. Ginny just stared at him, deciding if this was the Harry she had fallen in love with.

The next second she was unconscious. Harry had learned from his mistake and had learned healing charms. After five minutes with both of them dressed and Ginny properly healed, Harry rennervated her. His new spell now active on her, she slowly opened her eyes.

"Ginny, what are you doing here?" Harry asked with faux concern. Ginny's eyes widened as she scrambled back, staring at him in fear.

"What happened? Are you okay?" he asked. Ginny was silent for a second as she looked around her and then laughed nervously.

'It was just a dream. Harry would never do that.'

"I am okay. Will you take me to the Gryffindor common room?" she asked and stood up. Harry smiled kindly as he nodded.

"Come on then." he said, grabbing her hand. "Hurry. It is after curfew."

Ginny blushed and smiled. She loved how Harry held her hand. She didn't see his victorious smile at the success of the new spell.