Ginny came to her dorm, empty except packaged food and clothes scattered in various places on the floor. She opened her diary, afraid she'd die of boredom if she didn't talk to Tom soon.
Hello, Tom.
Ginny! Thank Merlin! Where were you?
Living my life. Do you mind?
Oooh, I've done well, you're starting to get a bit of my sarcasm.
Uh oh.
Oh yes, you don't want to lose your identity.
My identity?
POP! "Yes, Ginny, your identity." Tom said, coming out of the diary.
"Tom!"
"Yes, yes, it's me."
"What identity?" She said curiously, carrying along the conversation casually like nothing happened.
"Your identity as a sweet, innocent girl."
"Oh, well, of course not. Can't lose that."
"You have too many things to lose."
"What do you mean?"
Tom then switched moods from casual to, well, Tom. He pushed her against the wall and said, "You're going to lose something tonight."
Not even Ginny could mistake that statement. She knew what he meant. And even if she didn't then, she would now. Tom had already managed to take off her robes, drop her sweater from her waist, and was undoing her tie.
"Tom. . ."
He didn't look up.
"Tom. . . I can't. . ."
He looked at the cleavage he had exposed and gazed at her skirt.
"I think you can. I can't see why not."
"No, it's not THAT sort of can't, it's just that I. . . I. . . can't."
He looked up at her. "Ginny," he said soothingly, "Would I ever do anything to you I knew wasn't good for you? Don't you trust me? I love you, Ginny, I would never, ever hurt you. You know that." He stroked her cheek, removed her from the wall, and gingerly brought her to the bed, her pigtails flattened and disheveled, only three buttons left on her shirt to undo, and she sat there quietly, shaking as he undressed her further.
She was steadily becoming less afraid, as he whispered in her ear how it was alright, how it was okay, how he loved her, and it was right. He seduced her, persuaded her with her words.
And that night, she lost her virginity.
A/N: Alright, we got the sex and seduction down. What about the scandal and shame, you say? Soon enough. . . soon enough. . . but who says I'll keep going? I might not if you don't review!
Hello, Tom.
Ginny! Thank Merlin! Where were you?
Living my life. Do you mind?
Oooh, I've done well, you're starting to get a bit of my sarcasm.
Uh oh.
Oh yes, you don't want to lose your identity.
My identity?
POP! "Yes, Ginny, your identity." Tom said, coming out of the diary.
"Tom!"
"Yes, yes, it's me."
"What identity?" She said curiously, carrying along the conversation casually like nothing happened.
"Your identity as a sweet, innocent girl."
"Oh, well, of course not. Can't lose that."
"You have too many things to lose."
"What do you mean?"
Tom then switched moods from casual to, well, Tom. He pushed her against the wall and said, "You're going to lose something tonight."
Not even Ginny could mistake that statement. She knew what he meant. And even if she didn't then, she would now. Tom had already managed to take off her robes, drop her sweater from her waist, and was undoing her tie.
"Tom. . ."
He didn't look up.
"Tom. . . I can't. . ."
He looked at the cleavage he had exposed and gazed at her skirt.
"I think you can. I can't see why not."
"No, it's not THAT sort of can't, it's just that I. . . I. . . can't."
He looked up at her. "Ginny," he said soothingly, "Would I ever do anything to you I knew wasn't good for you? Don't you trust me? I love you, Ginny, I would never, ever hurt you. You know that." He stroked her cheek, removed her from the wall, and gingerly brought her to the bed, her pigtails flattened and disheveled, only three buttons left on her shirt to undo, and she sat there quietly, shaking as he undressed her further.
She was steadily becoming less afraid, as he whispered in her ear how it was alright, how it was okay, how he loved her, and it was right. He seduced her, persuaded her with her words.
And that night, she lost her virginity.
A/N: Alright, we got the sex and seduction down. What about the scandal and shame, you say? Soon enough. . . soon enough. . . but who says I'll keep going? I might not if you don't review!