Like A Virgin
Chapter One: As It Always Is
"Turn around." said Harry. Virginia Ann Weasley turned around slowly. "It's perfect Ginny, just perfect!" Harry gave Ginny a hug and grinned at the fourteen year old and rumbled with her hair as Ron and Hermoine watched. "Happy Birthday." Hermoine sang, aloud and then stopped when everyone looked strangely at her weird tone and off tune beat.
"Heh, Sorry." said Hermoine grinning sheepishly and her cheeks flushed. Ron and Harry laughed. Ginny got up quickly. "Well I better get to the lunchroom. I am so hungry I could burst!" said Ginny, putting on the new robe that harry had given her as a present. "Uh uh! Only wear it on special occasions, Ginny!"
"Harry! That is ignorant! Are you drunk? It's Ginny's birthday!" said Hermoine is disbelief. "Oh yeah..." said Harry. Ron bursted out laughing. "We'll go downstairs with you Ginny." said Hermoine, and everyone walked toward the stairs. "Wait! I left my homework while I was serving detention in the Potion's classroom."
"We'll wait for you there." said Hermoine, grabbing Harry and Ron, leading them downstairs. Ginny felt what she had never felt before. Ravishingly sexy. Was it just her, or was Harry falling for her? Ginny's cheeks flushed with a bright red color like her flaming red hair. The tiny robe she wore...why else would Harry give it to her other than to see her flesh? Ginny shuddered at the thought. She felt embarrased. Harry didn't like her like that. And she should've stopped fantasizing anyway. Although Ginny had to admit that the robe was a little too tiny. It barely covered her ass, and was open at the chest and in the front bottom, there was a large opening, and only a loose satin belt around it that covered her stomach slightly.
It was a purpilish lavender red color, and it went far above her knees. Ginny felt overprotective now. Who would want to see her scrawny body? Ginny was wearing underwear and a bra underneath, but she didn't think she had a nice body. Even Ron didn't object to her wearing it. Then suddenly, she knew why Harry had given her the robe. They still thought of her as a little child, who was made to be wearing baby clothes, and they never even noticed how taller she was getting. Shaking her head in disgust, Ginny opened the door to the dimly lighted potion's room and looked around. Her homework was left on one of the desks.
As Ginny started to get toward it, she felt someone come in. "Who's there?" she asked catiously. She turned around and was face to face with Draco Malfoy. "Weasley! What are you doing here!" he said, surprised. "That's quite none of your buisness I am afraid." she stated, and walked to get her homework. She felt Draco grab her shoulder. Ginny shook it off. "Don't touch me." she warned, picking up the peices of paper.
Suddenly she became aware that Draco was breathing down her neck. Draco's hands roamed about the robes. It reached the opening of her front middle, and Ginny stiffened. "Whats that your wearing?" he whispered in her ear. Confused, amazed and utterly turned on, she did all she could to push him away and try to cover her body with her robe. "Am I mistaken, Malfoy, or do you want me?"
"Weasley, I wouldn't touch you with a ten foot pole. I am just curious." said Draco seductivley. "It's my birthday present." Ginny said, letting go of the fingers that were supposed to hold the hems of her robe. "Oh it is, is it? From Potter, I assume? Is it a night robe which your going to wear when he fucks you tonight?" asked Draco simply.
"You wish." said Ginny, grabbing her homework. She turned to leave. "I rather don't, weasley." said Draco. Ginny heard those last words and bit her lip from letting her tongue lick her lips. She turned the knob of the door and walked away, her footsteps heard throughout the stairs.
Chapter One: As It Always Is
"Turn around." said Harry. Virginia Ann Weasley turned around slowly. "It's perfect Ginny, just perfect!" Harry gave Ginny a hug and grinned at the fourteen year old and rumbled with her hair as Ron and Hermoine watched. "Happy Birthday." Hermoine sang, aloud and then stopped when everyone looked strangely at her weird tone and off tune beat.
"Heh, Sorry." said Hermoine grinning sheepishly and her cheeks flushed. Ron and Harry laughed. Ginny got up quickly. "Well I better get to the lunchroom. I am so hungry I could burst!" said Ginny, putting on the new robe that harry had given her as a present. "Uh uh! Only wear it on special occasions, Ginny!"
"Harry! That is ignorant! Are you drunk? It's Ginny's birthday!" said Hermoine is disbelief. "Oh yeah..." said Harry. Ron bursted out laughing. "We'll go downstairs with you Ginny." said Hermoine, and everyone walked toward the stairs. "Wait! I left my homework while I was serving detention in the Potion's classroom."
"We'll wait for you there." said Hermoine, grabbing Harry and Ron, leading them downstairs. Ginny felt what she had never felt before. Ravishingly sexy. Was it just her, or was Harry falling for her? Ginny's cheeks flushed with a bright red color like her flaming red hair. The tiny robe she wore...why else would Harry give it to her other than to see her flesh? Ginny shuddered at the thought. She felt embarrased. Harry didn't like her like that. And she should've stopped fantasizing anyway. Although Ginny had to admit that the robe was a little too tiny. It barely covered her ass, and was open at the chest and in the front bottom, there was a large opening, and only a loose satin belt around it that covered her stomach slightly.
It was a purpilish lavender red color, and it went far above her knees. Ginny felt overprotective now. Who would want to see her scrawny body? Ginny was wearing underwear and a bra underneath, but she didn't think she had a nice body. Even Ron didn't object to her wearing it. Then suddenly, she knew why Harry had given her the robe. They still thought of her as a little child, who was made to be wearing baby clothes, and they never even noticed how taller she was getting. Shaking her head in disgust, Ginny opened the door to the dimly lighted potion's room and looked around. Her homework was left on one of the desks.
As Ginny started to get toward it, she felt someone come in. "Who's there?" she asked catiously. She turned around and was face to face with Draco Malfoy. "Weasley! What are you doing here!" he said, surprised. "That's quite none of your buisness I am afraid." she stated, and walked to get her homework. She felt Draco grab her shoulder. Ginny shook it off. "Don't touch me." she warned, picking up the peices of paper.
Suddenly she became aware that Draco was breathing down her neck. Draco's hands roamed about the robes. It reached the opening of her front middle, and Ginny stiffened. "Whats that your wearing?" he whispered in her ear. Confused, amazed and utterly turned on, she did all she could to push him away and try to cover her body with her robe. "Am I mistaken, Malfoy, or do you want me?"
"Weasley, I wouldn't touch you with a ten foot pole. I am just curious." said Draco seductivley. "It's my birthday present." Ginny said, letting go of the fingers that were supposed to hold the hems of her robe. "Oh it is, is it? From Potter, I assume? Is it a night robe which your going to wear when he fucks you tonight?" asked Draco simply.
"You wish." said Ginny, grabbing her homework. She turned to leave. "I rather don't, weasley." said Draco. Ginny heard those last words and bit her lip from letting her tongue lick her lips. She turned the knob of the door and walked away, her footsteps heard throughout the stairs.