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It had been a few days since Harry had packed everyone off out of the Burrow, and Sirius could see the difference in Harry. At the beginning he had gone straight back to being the calm exterior giving nothing away, but by two days in he was starting to crack. It was strange watching him since he was so collected, but Sirius could see how his patience would wear thin quicker how he would leave a room when his mother entered. He wanted to say something but still felt it wasn't his place.
He was sat in the living room with Lily when he finally managed to get his head together enough to say anything, though it was to Lily and not Harry.
"Err what's up with the kid?" he asked out of the blue.
Lily looked up from her book a frown plain on her face, "I'm sorry."
Sirius fidgeted for a moment and then sighed, "Harry, what's going on with him. I mean I know we've lain a lot at his feet recently," he sighed knowing there would be more very soon, "but he seems to be cracking and from everything you've said he's always been calm."
Lily looked at Sirius for a moment before she closed her book and placed it down on the couch next to her.
"I think it's just everything he's had to take on in the last few weeks. I mean it went from being me and him, and occasionally other's in our world, to tens of people who know him but he doesn't know. People that are suddenly watching his every move, and expecting a miracle, wouldn't that be enough to make you start acting strangely."
She held her breath when she finished preying Sirius would buy it. It didn't take a rocket scientist to see that the man was protective of Ginny, and she wasn't sure how he would take the relationship that was building between the young couple. She wasn't sure how she was taking it.
"Yeah I guess so," he said his eyes clouding for a moment before he turned back to the paper he was reading.
Lily released the breath she was holding and picked her book back up. She found she couldn't concentrate on the words though as her mind started spinning. Maybe letting Harry come back now wasn't the best idea.
Harry punched the punching bag again, slamming the column of foam into the wall. With a frustrated growl he paced away from it as it banged back into place and he undid the straps on his hands. He could feel his mind roiling and it was starting to get to him. He was used to being calm, at being objective, and he was definitely used to knowing where his life was headed. Ever since the day he had learned about the prophecy he had known it was his destiny to either die or kill Voldermort, or some strange combination of these things, now though he found everything he had seen as black and white before was now in shades of grey.
When he closed his eyes he saw a flash of red, a smile he wanted to kiss, and amber eyes filled with something that could be love. With another growl he turned and felt claws spring from his fingers as he lashed out at the bag again. Panting hard he stared at the gouges in the bag as the filling spilled out. He needed to get a hold of himself or he was going to hurt someone, and his panther gave a satisfied snort as he realised what he needed. He needed to go and see Ginny, they needed to sort out what this thing was between them and he couldn't shy away from it anymore. Heading for the shower he decided to clean up before he went anywhere.
Ginny was stood at the kitchen sink looking out over the garden when the front door opened. For a moment her heart leapt at the thought that it was Harry, but then a familiar face peeked around the door and her smile faded.
"Guess I wasn't who you were looking for," Dean laughed as he came into the room.
She forced her smile to return and crossed the kitchen to greet him with a hug, "of course not you know I love it when you stop by," she said laughing slightly at his fake pout.
Dean and she had dated in school for a time and she knew he had thought it was going to go somewhere, but she had never really felt the same way. Her leopard had never particularly liked him, but she had tried to see past that, but unfortunately it had never worked. She knew he still held out hope, but she had made it very clear they were only friends
"So what brings you by," she asked as she pointed to a chair for him to sit down.
He slipped into the chair as Ginny shuffled around the kitchen getting them a couple of drinks. She could feel him watching her as she moved but she ignored it, he could look all he wanted as long as he didn't expect anything.
"You're dad asked me to drop a report off, we think we might have pinpointed the location of another of the Horcruxes," he said as she set a glass of lemonade down in front of him.
"Really," she all but whispered as she slipped into a chair opposite him.
She hadn't known about their existence for long but she knew how important they were to the effort against Voldermort.
He nodded as he took a sip of his drink and she found she no longer wanted her. She ran her fingers along the outside of the cool glass where condensation had already started to gather as she thought about what this could mean.
"Dad's out at the moment, Bill and him have headed over to one of the safe houses to strengthen the wards," she said as she looked out the window again her mind ticking away.
"Oh well I think its best I stay until he gets back," Dean paused looking around in an exaggerated fashion, "where's everyone else?"
Suddenly Ginny was all too aware of the fact that she was in a house alone with him. She also realised she hadn't been alone with him for some time. Crossing her legs she sat back in her chair feeling even more uncomfortable.
"Well mum's out visiting the twins, you know making sure they're still eating and everything, and well everyone else is just out," she said taking a sip of her drink as she watched the spark in his eyes suddenly flare.
Dean nodded trying to hide the smile that had sprung to his lips, but she didn't miss it, she also didn't miss the change in his smell. He was excited at the thought they were by themselves and she groaned internally, great this was just not what she needed right now. She tugged at her skirt wishing she had worn pants today as they tried to make small talk. She could tell how forced their conversation was, but he seemed to be completely oblivious to everything.
"Hey Gin, well I've been meaning to talk to you," he said as he set his now empty glass down on the table.
Here we go, she thought as she sat a little straighter trying to pull away from him without being too obvious about it.
"Well I know you've said that we're over and that well you didn't want to give it another go, but it's been a while now and well," he looked away from her and she felt awful for him as she watched the nervousness take him over, "well I was wondering if you might have changed your mind," he all but mumbled the last and she knew if it wasn't for her extra hearing she wouldn't have been able to pick it out.
For a moment she sat perfectly still the only sign of her internal turmoil the fact that she was chewing the inside of her cheek. She watched as he looked up at her again giving her a weak smile and sighed.
"Look Dean," she reached out meaning to pat the back of his hand but his hand snapped up grabbing hers.
Her first instinct was to pull away but when he looked at her she just felt to sorry for him so she let him hold her hand.
"Really nothing's changed, I well don't feel any different than I did a..." but she didn't get to finish her sentence.
A growl ripped the air then, a growl that raised the hairs on the back of her neck and had Dean's eyes snapping up in horror. She turned to see Harry stood in the doorway his eyes locked on Dean's hand where it clasped hers. She tried to pull away but Dean had frozen in fear and Harry growling again didn't seem to help the situation.
"Harry," she began but didn't get the words out before he was across the room.
In a blink of an eye he had Dean by the throat lifting him from his chair so he could slam him against the wall. It all happened so fast that even Ginny found it hard to follow Harry's movements, and it was only the bang of Dean's chair hitting the floor that snapped her out of her shock.
She flew from her own chair racing across the room to where Harry now had Dean pinned. Dean was grasping at Harry's hand around his throat but had no chance of pulling his fingers off. His fingers scrambled against Harry's hands desperately trying to find a gap between them to get a hold of but there was nothing he could do, Harry's hold was tighter than steel. Ginny grasped Harry's arm but could tell he couldn't feel her touch; his mind was too crowded with anger. She was also one hundred percent sure he would kill Dean if she couldn't get through to him.
Going on tip toe she placed a kiss against his jaw, then another and another until her body was pressed against the length of his. For a moment she didn't think it was going to work until his eyes snapped to hers and she was starring at his panther. She ducked under his arm placing herself so he was no longer looking at Dean but at her.
Pressing her palms against his chest she kissed along his neck, nuzzling him after every few kisses. She could feel how tense his body was how every muscle was ready and coiled for an attack. She stepped closer pushing herself against him and felt as his head dropped so he could watch her. She also heard Dean take a shaky breath behind her and knew Harry was loosening his grip even if he hadn't let him go.
Going off instinct, and things she had learned he liked, she nuzzled along his neck running her cheek against his skin. She then dipped her head slightly and pressed her lips to his collar bone, and before she could chicken out she bit him. She heard his intake of breath and then his arm was around her waist, his hand against her lower back crushing her against him. She shivered at his touch and suddenly her mind was spinning.
He started running his hand along her spin, his fingers tickling in all of the right places and before she realised it she found herself purring. For a moment she nearly stopped nuzzling him as she realised what she was doing but she regained herself, she had never purred before in human form, but it felt right with him.
She moved back slightly so she could look up at him and she saw a flash of a smile in his eyes and knew she was going to win this battle. She filled her eyes with her pleading need, a need not of Harry needing to let the other man go, no a need for his arms to be around her. What had started as a rescue had mutated and suddenly she needed Harry more than anything. She could tell he had read her expression when the same need flashed in his eyes.
Breathing deeply she took his scent into her mind and could easily pick out the strands of cat tangled with very obvious need. She felt a trill of excitement course through her body as she picked up that scent and wasn't surprised when Harry's body shook as he breathed in her mirroring scent.
All at once Harry dropped Dean and his other arm went to her thigh, pulling her leg up and against his body so she had no choice but to wrap it around him. Part of her mind was occupied with Harry but another had taken note of Dean crumpling to the floor drawing deep lung full's off air. Suddenly the other wizard sprang to his feet and had his wand out pointing it at Harry over Ginny's shoulder.
All of Ginny's good work dissolved as Harry perceived another threat. She felt the growl in his chest as the base notes left his mouth and had to bite back on crying out in frustration. She pressed her body against Harry's a little tighter trying to bring his attention back to her but it didn't seem to be working.
"Leave Dean," she said turning to look at him for the first time since she had stepped between the two men.
He shot her a frantic look and she tried to convey that she was fine.
"Leave," Harry growled not making the situation any better.
Gods she wanted to scream the testosterone in the room was ridiculous, she wanted to bang both of their heads together and have done with it.
"Gin," Dean said his voice weak thanks to his throat being partially crushed.
Harry growled stepping forwards and it was only the fact that she pressed against him that stopped him from moving closer to Dean. She pressed her hands against him tighter, purposefully biting into his skin with her nails.
His attention snapped back to her and he buried his face in her neck. She went still as she felt his teeth grazing over her pulse point and instinctively she knew this was a display of dominance and not to move. She watched as Dean sidled out from against the wall circling around until he was stood besides the couple where she could see his face clearly.
He was trying to desperately ask her something with his eyes but she didn't understand. She shook her head, snaking her hands around Harry to show him that she was fine and this was what she wanted. She watched as understanding dawned in his eyes and then the heartbreak flittered across his features before he eyes went blank. She didn't like that this was the way he had found this out, but at least she didn't have to worry about more awkward moments with him. With a curt nod he turned to leave and Ginny realised Harry was watching his every move from where his cheek was leaning against her shoulder. She wondered if he had truly ever stopped looking at the perceived threat.
It was only when they heard this muffled pop of Dean leaving that the tension left Harry's body, but that didn't mean he let her go. Oh no he had her right where he wanted her it seemed. With another low growl, this one filled with lust instead of anger, he walked her backwards pushing her body against the wall.
She yelped as he picked her up by the armpits giving her no choice but to wrap her legs around his waist as he braced her back against the wall. Before she could say anything he captured her lips in a crushing kiss stealing all sane thought from her mind.
He began running his hand along her leg and she felt his hand slide under her skirt and up her thigh until it came to rest at her hip. She shivered at the heat in his touch and pressed herself closer to him. He growled into her mouth breaking the kiss to look down at her.
"Mine," he said and all she could do was nod.
This was what this had all been about, he had arrived to find another man trying to make a move on her and he couldn't stand that. She gasped as he dipped his head running his teeth along her collar bone and she threw her head back to give him better access. A few days ago she hadn't been sure if he even wanted a relationship, and now here he was claiming her.
The feminist part of her mind wanted to scream and shout and beat him stupid for how he was acting, but the bigger part of her wanted this. Her Leopard was practically clawing at her mind to get out, it seemed she had decided that Harry was her mate and she wanted to claim him. For once she was in perfect agreement with her cat.
Harry's head snapped back up and he caught her lips once again chasing away all thoughts. She melted into his kisses her body setting alight with need. She pushed her hands up along his chest wishing it was against bare skin. He seemed to read what she wanted and pulled back long enough to pull his t-shirt over his head. He discarded the material without a second thought and captured her in a kiss again.
She pressed herself against the heat of him, loving the way his bare skin felt under her palms. As he kissed her she felt his hands go to her singlet and felt him tug. Her top slid from her skirt exposing her skin and he greedily ran his hands along it. But he didn't seem to be happy with just that and she gasped as she felt the material tare. She pulled away from him long enough to see that he had sliced her top in too with one wicked looking nail.
Ginny would have protested if he hadn't chosen that moment to press his bare chest against her. The tactile contact was almost more than she could take and she found herself purring happily again. With a laugh Harry bent her back slightly so he could run kisses along the tops of her breasts only covered now in a lacy green bra. As he bent to give them the attention they deserved Ginny looked out over his shoulder and her mind suddenly realised they were still stood in her Mother's kitchen.
With a gasp she pushed her hands against his bare chest trying to draw his attention. He looked up at her with lust filled eyes and it took everything in her not to give in to that gaze.
"We can't here Harry, anyone could walk in," she whispered suddenly feeling self-conscious.
He watched as a blush spread along her cheekbones, fascinated by the flash of colour. He realised though that she was right, but he didn't want to stop. With a smirk he gathered her body against his and before she could even yelp he moved.
He ran faster than she thought even she was capable of, and it was only as her door slammed behind them that she could gather enough thought to follow what had happened. It had taken him barely a second to move them even though they had had to go up two flights of stairs to get to their destination. She was about to query this when he slammed her up against the door and she realised quickly that he had been holding himself back before.
Suddenly his hands were everywhere, a burning heat that set her desire spinning. She grasped at his bare arms, panting lightly as he kissed along her neck again. Moaning she ground her hips against his not realising what she had done until she felt his own moan against her neck. Suddenly the little clothing she was wearing was too much for her to take. She tried pulling at the skirt but she didn't want to break contact with Harry long enough to get it down. She still had her legs wrapped around his hips and she liked that.
He seemed to get her drift and walked her over to the dresser, sweeping the contents on top out of the way before he set her down on it. She whimpered as he stepped back from her slightly, but was happy at the sight he was giving her. His hands had gone to his belt, easily undoing the loop and then the sound of his zipper being pulled down purred along her skin. She shivered in anticipation and he watched with hungry eyes as her tongue darted out to moisten her lips.
They had made out many times in the few days they had been together in the house. They had lost top layers very quickly, but this was further than they had been. Sure there had been a lot of heavy petting, and stolen moments, but nothing below the waist. Ginny found herself very hungry for what lay beneath that bit of clothing and before she realised it her hands had shot out pushing the material of his jeans down and off his hips. They dropped to the floor pooling at his feet and he stepped out of them kicking of his shoes at the same time. She laughed at the awkward moment as he tried to pull his socks off, but soon the laughter died as he stood in nothing but his boxers.
With a growl of her own, something she had also never done before, she reached out snagging him by the last scrap of clothing and pulled him against her again. This time with only a bare scrap of material separating them she could feel the evidence of his arousal pressed against her. He rocked his hips against pressing himself into her and drawing a moan from her throat as she threw her head back.
His hands went to her hips locking her in place as he kissed along her shoulders, pushing the straps of her bra down and out of his way.
"God Harry," she moaned and it spurred him on.
He slid on hand from her hip up her back until it met the band of her bra and the flimsy clasp. Before he touched it he looked up his vision clearing as he asked permission with his eyes. He would never do anything that she didn't want, and this was definitely pushing at the barriers they had in place before. He watched her swallow and a slight spike of fear tinged her scent before she nodded.
With a smile he captured her lips this time in a tender kiss reassuring her, and he felt the tension that had sprang up leave her body. She melted against him and that spurred him on. He flicked the little clasp that put up so little resistance, and the bra fell forwards against his chest. Harry tried to pull away from her to look down but her arms snaked around his neck locking him there as she carefully slid the material off. He growled as her bare breasts pressed against him and he wanted her more than ever.
Ginny was finding it harder and harder to keep her thoughts coherent, she could feel her leopard clawing to be free, but she was fighting it back not wanting the animal to push her wants on her. She wanted to be sure this was everything she wanted before she went too far. A part of her was excited at the thought of letting the leopard have her way with Harry, she knew it would be very... energetic, but she wanted this to herself for once.
Harry was in perfect tune with his panther completely in contrast to Ginny. He had accepted the animal years ago where as she still often saw it as separate from her. His mind was filled with the hunger and need of the cat to claim its mate and he agreed completely, now all the two had to do was wait on Ginny's agreement.
Sliding his hand down her back he pushed at her skirt, pushing the material down until he could grip her hips without anything in the way. She gasped as he tickled his fingers along the edge of the material breaking the kiss lock she had had him in. He took the opportunity to bend her backwards a little more and take in the site of her bare chest. God she was magnificent and he let her know that with every touch.
Ginny could feel a heat spreading through her body like nothing she had ever felt before and as she gripped Harry's hands, a moan escaping her throat, she felt fur slide under her fingertips. She looked down to see a ripple of black sliding up his arms, a ripple she wouldn't have been sure was there if she hadn't felt it herself. Feeling that shock of fur seemed to clear her mind somewhat and she pushed against Harry's chest trying to get some space. When he didn't get the picture she pushed harder feeling the bite of her own claws in his skin.
Looking up his eyes cleared of the lust as he frowned, "are you alright," he whispered his lips running along her cheek.
"No I'm not," Ginny bit off and his head snapped back up as he stepped away from her.
Part of Ginny wanted to pull him back, she felt bereft without the heat of his skin next to hers, but another part of her that was panicking welcomed the break. She looped her arms around herself trying to hide herself behind her arms, suddenly very self-conscious.
She pushed him again giving her enough room to hop down off the dresser and move away from him. Harry watched her as she paced her skin shinning, and he was trying very hard to push back the urges that were assaulting him. He wanted to give her what she needed but he couldn't help the way he was feeling.
"Talk to me Breeze," he said purposefully using his pet name for her hoping it would help.
She turned and he was surprised to find himself looking into her leopard eyes, he didn't let the surprise show on his face thought, keeping a calm facade as much as possible.
"I don't know what's going on Harry, you don't talk to me for days, then the whole display with Dean," she growled and he was sure she didn't even realise what she had done, "now all of this, how am I supposed to take it, is it what I want or what she wants."
Harry would have laughed at the situation if he didn't feel like Ginny was slipping through his fingers. It was quiet the sight watching her pace back and forth in nothing but her knickers. His panther was taking great delight in watching her though it was growing more and more annoyed about her being so far away.
"I'm sorry about Dean, I just snapped," he stepped forwards and she sent him a warning look and he didn't try moving again, "I was here to talk to you about us, that's why I came," he was keeping his voice as calm as possible knowing it wouldn't do to rile her up anymore.
Luckily he had the advantage of being around other shifters before; he knew they were a volatile species, even worse when they were at odds with their animal. That was part of the reason he was able to accept his beast, he had watched others struggle and knew it wouldn't have done him any good. Unfortunately he had never had to deal with another cat, especially one he was sexually attracted to. If he was completely honest with himself he knew he wasn't exactly thinking with his head at the moment.
"Come on breeze, talk to me properly there's more going on here," he said carefully lifting his hand inviting her to take it.
She shot him another look but stopped pacing to stare at him. Her arms were still wrapped around her bare chest and Harry had to fight with everything in him to keep his eyes on her face. He knew ogling her right now would not help the situation but what was he supposed to do when she wasn't so much hiding her breasts as she was extenuating them.
"What if it's not me you want," she whispered and he frowned worried where this train of thought was going, "what if all you see in me is my leopard, what if this attraction between us is purely chemical," she paused her eyes dropping to the floor, "what if it's all between the cats and not us."
Before she could say anything else he rushed forwards gathering her up in his arms and she didn't protest. She laid her cheek against his bare chest and let the silent tears of worry fall.
"I can't deny that my panther recognises you Gin, I really can't. But that doesn't mean the man doesn't either. I've watched you with your family; you're fiercely loyal, incredibly brave and stronger than any other person I know," he laughed then, "well maybe except for my mum."
Ginny couldn't help but smile at that but she was still worried so she didn't say anything. He ran his hand along her bare back sending bolts of electricity through her system but she tried her hardest to ignore it.
"I know my panther wants you, but I want you more. You have to accept that she's not separate from you Gin, Breeze is you and you are her," he said using the two names to illustrate his meaning.
He saw her as she was, the whole package, with things including most people liked to hide about her. She was her leopard and the sooner she accepted that the happier she was going to be.
Ginny looked up then her eyes flipping between her beautiful human amber and the amazing gold of her leopard. Harry look down into her eyes knowing his were still panther and let her see that his animal walked just behind them. He watched her swallow nervously but her body relaxed against his.
"This won't be the end then," she whispered and he understood even more what had worried her.
They had come very close to acting on their sexual needs, needs definitely fed by their animals, and she was worried once he had that from her he would leave.
He ran his hand over her hair, leaning down to press his lips tenderly against her forehead.
"Never ever, I think for better or worse you're stuck with me," he kissed along the side of her face until she tipped her head back far enough so he could capture her lips.
"I'm a one cat kinda guy," he laughed but then his face grew serious, "this will be it for me Gin now and forever," and she realised he meant every word.
"Me too," she replied and smiled as he looked satisfied with himself.
All at once he had her pressed to his body tightly again, pulling her up with his hands locked on her hips. She wrapped her legs around his waist again and threaded her fingers into his hair locking him to her as he walked them backwards towards the bed. When his shins hit the bed he carefully laid her down but was fast starting to lose it. His hands were growing rougher on her body and he wanted to slow down a little but her every moan spurred him on.
He pulled back so he could trail kissing along her neck and down between her breasts. She moaned as his mouth found one nipple teasing at the sensitive flesh. She arched her hips into him drawing a growl from his throat. God he needed her so badly, but he wanted her to feel good. She was running her hands along his back and he didn't fail to notice her claws as she did so. He knew she hadn't noticed and he didn't want to panic her by pointing anything out. He also knew he wouldn't be going topless for a few days.
He crawled his way back along her body settling himself between her legs, the thin layer of their under garments the only thing keeping him from burying himself inside of her. He worked his way along her body excruciatingly slowly, trailing kisses across every inch of her skin. Everywhere he kissed she was on fire and Ginny wanted to tell him to stop to come up and kiss her, but she couldn't find her voice. He trailed his kisses along her breasts again taking a moment to lavish each nipple with attention before he kissed down her side and along her ribs.
He trailed a line of kisses along her stomach then dipped to the side to kiss along the hollow of her hip. Here he let his teeth graze along her skin and was satisfied at her intake of breath at the sensations he was sending through her body. Ginny wanted to scream she felt so tense and needy as Harry worked his magic, but she left him knowing instinctively that he as enjoying himself.
He teased with the elastic of her matching green knickers, running his fingers along the seam and occasionally dipping them underneath. Ginny was panting hard now, her thighs shaking with the tension in her body. With a wicked smile Harry dipped his head again, this time kissing along the edge of knickers, his lips and tongue teasing over the material. She gasped gripping the covers in her bunched hands as he pressed a kiss against the material, his breath feeling hot against her through the thin lace.
Harry was surprised when he looked up to see a pattern of spots spreading along Ginny's abdomen. Smiling again he pressed another kiss to her hot body knowing the lace was only helping with the sensations. He reached one hand up so he could lay it against her abdomen splaying his fingers over her belly button the heat of his hand searing into her.
Slowly he ran his other hand along the inside of her thigh, enjoying the feel of her soft skin as tingles shot up his hand. Ginny reached out burying on hand in his hair not even realising that it had slipped into feeling like fur again. He was letting his panther drift slowly to the surface, knowing it would draw her panther with it. His fingers clenched slightly on her abdomen as he felt fur sliding under them but he didn't move, didn't look up from his work.
His hand had made its way up Ginny's thigh until it was now resting at the very edge of her knickers. He teased at the edge already able to feel how wet she had become with her need and ever so slowly he slid the material aside so he could delve his finger tips into her tight curls. Ginny moaned her hands spasming in his hair gripping the strands harder.
Spurred on by her moans he dipped one finger into her heat and her body arched to meet his hand. Slowly he stroked her feeling his own body growing heavy with need. Not shying away from it now, he pushed his fingers inside of her delighting when she moaned his name. He pumped his fingers sending a shock wave through her body over and over again.
"Oh god Harry," she cried as she felt the weight low in her body begin to build.
With a grin Harry slid his fingers from her enjoying her moan of protest, but it was only while he slid her knickers down. She didn't even seem to notice as he removed her last piece of clothing, her hand in his hair only urging him back to the same spot.
This time when he slipped his fingers inside of her, her other hand shot out raking a line across his shoulder drawing blood. He could feel the liquid as it bubbled up but it didn't break his concentration on her. He looked up briefly along her body, satisfied when he could see fur spreading along her stomach, but didn't watch as he dipped his head to her core.
She gasped as his tongue darted out lapping at her. Ginny lost all coherent thought as his tongue lapped at her sensitive core, though she didn't fail to feel the slightly rough texture of it like a cats tongue. It's probing and slow laps across her skin was turning her to jelly, add in his finger pumping inside of her she was sure she was going to lose it soon.
"Harry," she gasped as he suckled at her most sensitive bundle of nerves, "I can't hold on," she whispered and she was sure she felt him purr.
Just then her pleasure exploded forwards washing through her body shattering her mind. She screamed out as she came her body feeling as if it had been shocked with a thousand tiny lightning bolts.
It was only as she came down from her pinnacle that she realised Harry had moved up her body and was now holding her against his chest his hands running along her abdomen. She opened her eyes to find herself looking at black and realised his fur had sprung from his skin.
She pulled back smiling lazily as she looked up into his half form face and he smiled down at her. Leaning down he captured her mouth in a kiss, and it took her a moment to realise it felt different. She had kissed Harry many times in his half form but this time if felt slightly strange and she couldn't figure out why. Pulling back she frowned up at him, but all he did was smile gently and resume running his hand along her stomach.
Her eyes fluttered shut as he ran his hand slightly lower over places that were still a little sensitive, but she couldn't help the purr of enjoyment that slipped from between her lips. She felt him laugh as she pressed her cheek against furred chest.
Harry realised quickly that Ginny didn't realise her orgasm had brought her leopard to the surface. His hand was no longer trailing over her creamy skin dotted with spots; no it was delving into soft fur he wanted to rub along his body.
He pulled back from her slightly propping himself up on one elbow as she slipped back into the pillows and he took in her new form. His eyes travelled over her face taking in her pink nose and the small whiskers at her cheeks. Her features were still very feminine and slightly less cat than his were in his half form, but she was there finally. He knew now he was looking down at the one person he loved more than life itself and it was nice to be the one who brought on her half form.
It was only as Ginny reached up to trail her fingers over Harry's jaw that her body froze and he realised she had seen her arm that was now covered in fur. She gasped a spark of wonder and fear shooting through her eyes and then she was moving faster than Harry could grab her. She rolled out from under him and off the bed, flying across the room in one graceful move.
Harry didn't chase her knowing she needed a moment to take it in; instead he sat back against the pillows enjoying the view. Ginny was muscular anyway her slight form well shaped but in her half form she was even more shapely, plus the long tail that curved down to the floor was amazing and Harry found himself fantasying about what she could do with that tail. He found himself running his hand down across his now very tight erection knowing he wouldn't be able to hold back much longer.
Ginny stood in front of the dresser mirror starring not quite sure how to take in what she was seeing. Her whole body was cover in fur, her back arms and legs a silvery grey with prominent dark spots. Her abdomen and just under her breast was covered in a much thinner white fur that was softer, but still had pale grey spots to it. She realised this was her tummy fur from when she was in cat form, and she marvelled at the feel of it as she ran her hands along her stomach.
It was only as she turned meaning to move back to Harry that she spotted the tail and she gasped her eyes jumping to Harry.
"A tail! I've never seen a tail on you," she said her eyes becoming accusing.
With a laugh harry shifted on the bed slightly and she watched as a long black tail uncurled and wrapped around his stomach where he could grip it.
"You've never seen me bottomless in this form," he laughed and she found herself wanting to remove that bottom layer even more.
But she couldn't completely pull herself away from the mirror as she ran her hands over her face taking in her slightly upturned eyes. She had lost all the red from her hair and it was now a silvery mass of waves that shinned in the light streaming through the window.
Eventually Harry couldn't watch her examine her body any more, as her hands ran along her breasts he growled wanting to replace her tiny hands with his own. Sliding from the bed he stalked across the room until he was stood behind her and she could see his face in the mirror.
"You are beautiful," he said and she knew he meant it.
His arms slid around her waist pulling her smaller frame against his body and she sighed happily as he ran his hands across her abdomen and up to cup her breasts. Suddenly the spark of desire inside of her was fanned to full need again as she felt Harry's erection push against her bottom. She wiggled her hips pushing herself against him and he growled at the sensation.
Grabbing her hips roughly he spun her around so he could watch her face as he pulled down his underwear. She gasped as she watched him release himself and before she realised what she was doing she reached out and cupped the weight of him on one hand. He growled out throwing his head back as she wrapped her fingers around his shaft and gave one tentative pump. When his hands on her hips bit into her skin even more and she could feel his body tense with need it spurred her on until she was able to smoothly run her hand up and down his shaft.
"Gods Ginny," he breathed out barely able to control his need.
She could feel him becoming more and more tight and knew if she didn't stop soon he would lose himself over her hand and strangely she didn't want that. She wanted him buried deep inside of her a feeling she had never had with anyone before.
Releasing him she allowed him to step forwards roughly pulling her body against his. Leaning down he kissed her searing his lips across her demanding her compliance which she gave freely. Gathering her against him again he returned them to the bed this time moving a lot more roughly but she didn't care. She knew she had pushed him to his limits and she was enjoying it.
She slipped back onto the bed laughing as Harry watched her thinking of how he looked as if he was stalking prey. He growled low in her through as he crawled forwards pushing her legs apart so he could settle across her. She gasped as she felt the tip of him brush against her core suddenly losing all laughter as it was swallowed in lust. Harry rubbed himself along her body marking her with his scent and enjoying the heightened feelings his half form was giving him.
Soon he found that he couldn't hold himself back anymore and as his erection pushed at her entrance he found his body shaking with the need to drive forwards. Capturing his mind for a moment he locked eyes with Ginny and pushed into too slowly, her gaze budged slightly and she gasped at the feel of him but didn't tell him to stop. With a grin he worked himself into her enjoying how tight she was, it was only as he reached a barrier that he paused his eyes flashing as he looked at her.
He hadn't realised when he started that Ginny was still a virgin, he didn't know why he had assumed she would be experience but now he hesitated. She watched as worry passed over his face and she realised instantly what he was thinking. Reaching out she stroked her fingers over his face and his eyes cleared.
"Please Harry I need you," she whispered urging him forwards with wiggles of her hips.
With a loving smile he leant down to kiss her and at the same moment lunged forwards sinking his body deeply into hers and breaking through her last barrier. She gasped against his lips but he didn't let her pull away.
A small shock of pain shot through Ginny's body but then Harry was moving in a rhythm that chased that away. His hand at her breast was kneading and cupping her perfectly to heighten her need and pleasure. Soon all pain had been forgotten as she arched her back to meet his hips. As Harry buried himself in her his movements became rougher but Ginny met him move for move.
With a growl that ripped through the room Harry threw his head back as he buried himself as deeply as he could inside of her. He wanted this forever, wanted her more and more and knew he would never be able to get the taste of her from his mind again, that he would always need her.
Soon both of them were panting as it became harder and harder to keep the steady rhythm their bodies fighting them for control. Ginny rocked her hips against Harry drawing another rumble form his chest but she couldn't think much past the pleasure that he was drawing from her body as he leant down to tease at her nipple again. She moaned and he filed away the fact that she seemed to like that for later, he was sure he would be pulling that trick out more than once.
Soon though harry started to lose the rhythm and she knew he was building to a crescendo because her body was right there with him. Panting she tried to fight back the need desperate to share every moment with him but she lost the battle and plunged into pleasure.
Ginny screamed out as she orgasmed again, her body clenching around Harry and it was more than he could stand. With one last plunge his body exploded and he spilled his seed deep inside her body. His mind shattered with pleasure and he howled out knowing anyone within a mile would hear the nose and not caring.
When he finally came to he was lying against Ginny and both of them were trying hard to get their breaths back. It was only when he looked up that he realised they had both turned back to being fully human and he wondered when in the process that had happened but he found himself not caring.
Carefully he extracted himself from Ginny, who protested a little with a moan, but then he pulled her against him turning onto his back so she could lye across his chest. Once their breathing slowed he felt Ginny's body melt against his and relax. He ran his hand along her hip tracing circles with his fingertips and soon he heard her breathing pattern change as she slipped into sleep. He could feel sleep pulling him under as well but he turned so she could look down at the small red head tucked against his arm.
She was smiling softly as his hand spread across his chest coming to a rest directly above his heart. He couldn't help but smile as he looked at her and he pressed his lips against her forehead in one last kiss.
"I love you," he whispered against her hair before he too settled into the bed and let sleep pull him under.