A/N - I thought long and hard on how to write this chapter. As you may have
noticed prior I don't typically write author's notes, I prefer to not
interrupt the story with my own personal commentary. On this though I
really felt like I should say something. I decided to give you a glimpse
but not go further into Harry and Ginny's first time. I have the rating
properly placed for a reason, that doesn't guarantee that the proper aged
person is reading this. I know there are many stories here that are much
more explicit, it was their choice to write as they have. I hope I don't
disappoint too many readers by choosing this option. For me personally it
creates more romance to fade away and come back than to actually read about
it. I also have too much adoration for the characters and I fear it would
'cheapen' the intensity that I have them feel for each other if I were to
go into detail with their lovemaking. If I write later in the story that
H/G or even R/Hr become intimate again, I will also be doing the same
thing. I don't believe it takes away from the story to do this. In fact I
think it compliments it by not focusing on detailed sexual acts instead of
the true story being written. Thank you for your understanding.
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Harry used his foot to push the door open, stepping inside with Ginny in his arms; he kicked with his heel to shut it again. Walking over he gently laid her down on the bed, for a moment, Harry paused, leaning over her, looking at her beautiful face. Ginny ran her hands up the front of his shirt; at his collar she took a fist full of fabric and pulled him down to kiss her. At first the kiss was gentle; Ginny buried her fingers into his raven hair pulling him even closer to her. His mouth became demanding on her urging her to respond more. Harry pulled back, breathing hard, lowering his head his moist lips trailing kissing along her chin down her neck. Ginny arched her back up pressing against him. Running her fingers over the back of his shirt. Harry held himself over her, supporting his weight with an elbow, the other hand touching her neck, and moving down her sides, gripping her hip pulling her closer.
Ginny slid her leg between his feeling him press his hips harder against her. Ginny heard herself moan feeling his lips against the exposed cleavage above her top; Harry's hand gripped her thigh before roaming back up along her side. His mouth came crashing down on her again, kissing until the point they were both dizzy from lack of air. Pulling away Ginny was able to look at his features, a flush had rose over his neck and face, his eyes were glazed over with passion. Harry noticed how the golden flecks almost disappeared in eyes turned into a much deeper shade of green, mirroring his own need. Ginny tugged on the tail of his shirt, Harry raised himself up enabling her to pull up and off of him. Tossing the shirt aside Harry returned to kissing the hollow of her neck, his lips were burning her adding fuel to her fire of need. Ginny's hands relished in the feel of his bare back, his taunt muscles moving beneath her touch. Ginny couldn't put one coherent thought together; all she could do is feel an extreme desperate need that was continuing to grow deep within her.
Harry placed his hand beneath the back of her top, it felt like fire against the small of her back, lightly he ran his hand around to her stomach. Ginny lost all want for patience; she struggled to get her top off. Harry helped her slip it over her head continuing his exploratory kisses along her shoulder. Ginny reached behind her to undo the clasp of her bra but Harry's hands stayed her own. Harry gently unfastened the clasp, bringing his hands to her shoulders slowly sliding the straps down, kissing his way along the silken flesh of her arm after the strap passed it. He hesitated a moment before he finally took the bra away from her breast and set it aside. Ginny reclined back onto the bed staring at Harry. There was no shame, no embarrassment, just love. Harry sat there looking at her, drinking her in. Slowly he reached up gently brushing the underneath of her breast with the back of his hand. She closed her eyes for the briefest moment, enjoying the electrical jolts that he caused to race through her. Harry brought his hand back, lightly grazing his fingers down the valley between her breasts. Harry bent forward taking over her senses again with slow kiss. Ginny wrapped her arms around his chest, pulling him firmly against her. Harry ran his hand down her side and grasped her bottom before roaming back to her shoulder.
Ginny heard a deep throaty groan escape from Harry when she began grinding her hips against his. Harry pulled away, Ginny wanted to be with him more than she'd ever wanted anything in her entire life. Harry tugged gently on her pants taking them down her slender legs, dropping them on the floor beside the bed. To her surprise Harry bent forward kissing along the lace edge of her thong. Her stomach twitched feeling his warm breath against her flesh. Righting himself up onto his knees Harry placed a hand on either side of her hips hooking his fingers onto the edge gently pulling her undergarments down, over her hips, discarding them beside her pants. Harry's eyes took her in from the top of her auburn mane down to her painted toenails, he was in awe, and in all his life he could have never imagined her to be so intensely beautiful. Harry stood and began to unbuckle his belt, continuing to silently watch at each other as he removed his pants and boxers. Ginny loved the way he looked, broad shoulders that looked as if they could carry the weight of the world, strong arms that could protect her from all harm. His well-defined chest muscles bunched and rippled, as he moved to take off his clothing. Allowing her eyes to travel down to a tapered waist. Once he had disposed of the remainder of his items he climbed back onto the bed lying beside her. . .
Ginny opened her eyes, it was still dark out, she raised her head up from the crook of Harry's arm, the clock on the night stand said three a.m. She could feel his heart beating beneath her hand, his breathing steady and rhythmic. Ginny laid her head back down kissing his chest and snuggling closer against his bare body with her own. "I love you" she whispered and drifted back into a dreamless sleep.
The sun shone bright through the dorm window, casting a beam of light over the sleeping couple. Ginny stirred beginning to wake up, she could feel Harry pressed up against her back having sleep with his long form molded against hers. When Harry felt her move he pulled her back tighter against his chest tightening his arm around her. He buried his face into her mane of hair inhaling deeply. "Good morning" said Harry. "Mmmm.. Morning" Ginny said in a groggy manner. Harry kissed the top of Ginny's shoulder. "Are you ok?" Harry asked. Ginny rolled over to face him, draping an arm over his sheet-covered waist. "Why would you ask me that?" she said. "Well, um.. Because." Harry trailed off. Ginny smiled at him, he was concerned because of it being their first time. She moved her head closer and kissed him gently, "I'm happier than I have ever been." she said in a reassuring tone. Ginny could see the relief come over him. He had been wonderful with her, not once for either of them was there an awkward moment or uncertainty. It was as if this was the way it had always been for them, completely right and at ease with each other. Ginny started to blush thinking back to all that they had done before finally exhausted and very much satisfied they drifted onto into blissful sleep in each others arms. "Ginny? You still with me?" Harry asked brining her back to the present,
Ginny squeezed him hard and kissed neck in response, she heard him groan and she smiled. "I think we better get up before we aren't able to." Ginny smiled into his neck, "What if I want to not be able to," she said in a teasing manner. Harry's stomach grumbled, "I don't think my stomach is giving me a choice."
Getting up Ginny threw on some sweats as Harry put on his cloths from the night before, they raced each other down the stairs to the common room to see who could get to the table first. "I won, I won!" said Harry. "You cheated!" accused Ginny. Feigning innocence Harry gave a hurt expression, "I'm crushed that you would accuse me of such a dastardly deed fair maiden." Ginny snorted and sat down in her chair reaching for the pitcher of orange juice. "I wouldn't call pushing me out of your way to get out of the door a very valiant thing to do, Sir Cheatsalot." They continued their playful banter through out breakfast. Finishing Ginny stood up and announced. "I think I'm going to get a shower," she turned walking to the stairs. "What about me?" said Harry. "What about you, are you asking for an invitation?" Ginny winked at him. "God you're such a tease", Harry growled. "Why I resemble that remark!" Ginny said giving him a cocky smile. Ginny turned to walk to the stairs, Harry bolted out of his chair catching her wrapping his arms around her waist. "I have a better idea", Harry whispered in her ear. "Oh?" Ginny said turning her head to look out of the corner of her eye at him. "Yes, go get your cloths and meet me back down here," Harry gave her a light pat on the rump sending her on her way. After she turned the corner to her dorm Harry raced up stairs to his own, he smiled to himself with the plan he had for her.
Harry lead her to an entrance she didn't recognize, Harry said the word pine fresh and a door opened. "Honestly you would think they'd think of a new password" he said leading her into what he told her was the prefects bath, "Well no wonder I didn't recognize this area, I do tend to take after George and Fred who would never be caught dead as a prefect," Ginny laughed. Harry stood watching Ginny explore the bath; she turned on every faucet and exclaimed in delight at the different foams and bubbles that came from each. After the small pool size tub was filled Harry quickly stripped and climbed in. The mermaid in the painting giggled turning her back to give privacy while he disrobed. Ginny stood at the side watching Harry get in. Harry disappeared beneath the thick layer of foam and resurfaced in front of her. "Well aren't you coming in?" he asked. "Yes, I was just enjoying the view first" she grinned at Harry. Ginny disrobed at the edge of the tub, Harry marveled in the fact that she was completely comfortable knowing that his eyes were on her the entire time. Ginny lowered herself slowly into the suds and water. It felt like heaven to her.
They enjoyed swimming around and splashing each other. Ginny insisted on washing Harry, much to his protests that he was capable of doing it himself, "Indulge me please" Ginny begged and Harry relented. In all honesty he rather enjoyed the feel of her washing him with the large sea sponge, her fingers were like magic on his scalp totally relaxing him. "My turn," said Harry, Ginny smiled and relaxed back against the edge of the tub, Harry didn't realize exactly how much of an erotic experience it would be to bathe her. After they were both washed Harry pulled Ginny to him, turning her around so that her back was pressed against his chest and then leaned himself into a corner. They sat talking for what felt like forever; Harry eventually lapsed into silence. Ginny laced her fingers with his, "Harry?" When he didn't answer her she turned around too look at him. He had a sad far off expression. Ginny knew right away what he was thinking about, specifically the last time he had been in this tub with the golden egg. "Harry, it wasn't your fault", Ginny said touching his cheek with her hand. Harry slowly blinked and turned his eyes to her coming back to the present. "It still doesn't change what happened."
The next few days went by with the couple enjoying each other's company. They took long walks holding hands in the corridors talking, evenings by the fire being content to be beside each other. They decided to stay in Harry's dorm at night. The first night Ginny was in his room she noticed that Harry had put her picture on his night stand; this made her smile knowing he had it there before they finally came together. The nights were spent exploring each other, finding new ways to express their love.
One particular night after collapsing onto the bed exhausted from making love Ginny rolled so that she was positioned over Harry, looking down at him she smoothed a lock of hair from his forehead. Running her finger across his forehead, avoiding his scar, and down his temple. Harry noticed she had a sad expression on her face. "Something wrong?" he asked. Ginny looked down into his emerald eyes and smiled; she kissed him gently before raising her head again running her finger tip across his lips. Harry noticed she never answered him so he pressed, "You going to tell me what caused that frown?" Ginny thought for a moment before answering. "I guess I'm just waiting", she said cryptically. Harry's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "Waiting for what?" "Waiting for you to make it official" she said. Harry was thoroughly confused by this time, "Do you mean? Ok, I think I know." He sat up, "Ginny will you be my girlfriend?" He said in his most charming manner. Ginny laughed and reached out pinching his chest. Harry yelped grabbing his chest, "Ouch!" he exclaimed rubbing where she pinched him. "Yes I will but that's not what I was waiting for" she said smiling a glint of mischief in her eyes. Harry thought for a moment, the longer he thought the more the twinkle left her eyes and a bit of sadness came into them. It suddenly struck him; he realized what she was talking about. "Oh Ginny," Harry leaned in quickly and kissed her lips, pulling back he took her face in both of his hands tilting her face so that she was looking directly at him. "Ginny Weasley, I love you."
Ginny's face broke into a huge smile that made Harry's heart burst with happiness. She threw her arms around him hugging him with all her strength. "Oh Harry," she whispered. She felt his back stiffen and felt him shudder, "Rut roh, raggy" she thought. (Hermione had told her about this silly muggle mystery program with some animated dog and kids, the phrase stuck with her.) Pulling away from him she bit her bottom lip with a look of completely and totally busted on her face. Harry sat there in amazement; finally he understood who was behind his little pleasure torturing. "You!" he exclaimed, "It was you all this time?" he couldn't believe it. Harry grabbed Ginny tossing her down onto the bed jumping onto her so she ended up pinned beneath him holding her wrists with his hands above her head. "You little vixen," Harry growled lowering his head he gently bit her on the neck. "So you're not angry with me?" Ginny said in a sugar coated voice. "You do know this means war", Harry said smiling down at her evilly; "I may have to even bring in some recruits to help me extract my revenge." "Do your worst. Harry", Ginny whispered his name again and laughed as she watched the effects take over his body. "Oh yes my dear devilish little Ginny, you'll pay" Harry said kissing her lips. "I can't wait to see" Ginny smiled at him. Harry laid down beside Ginny gathering her into his arms, "What am I going to do with you?" he asked kissing her head. "Love me forever?" Ginny answered. "Done", he said before letting sleep finally over take him.
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Harry used his foot to push the door open, stepping inside with Ginny in his arms; he kicked with his heel to shut it again. Walking over he gently laid her down on the bed, for a moment, Harry paused, leaning over her, looking at her beautiful face. Ginny ran her hands up the front of his shirt; at his collar she took a fist full of fabric and pulled him down to kiss her. At first the kiss was gentle; Ginny buried her fingers into his raven hair pulling him even closer to her. His mouth became demanding on her urging her to respond more. Harry pulled back, breathing hard, lowering his head his moist lips trailing kissing along her chin down her neck. Ginny arched her back up pressing against him. Running her fingers over the back of his shirt. Harry held himself over her, supporting his weight with an elbow, the other hand touching her neck, and moving down her sides, gripping her hip pulling her closer.
Ginny slid her leg between his feeling him press his hips harder against her. Ginny heard herself moan feeling his lips against the exposed cleavage above her top; Harry's hand gripped her thigh before roaming back up along her side. His mouth came crashing down on her again, kissing until the point they were both dizzy from lack of air. Pulling away Ginny was able to look at his features, a flush had rose over his neck and face, his eyes were glazed over with passion. Harry noticed how the golden flecks almost disappeared in eyes turned into a much deeper shade of green, mirroring his own need. Ginny tugged on the tail of his shirt, Harry raised himself up enabling her to pull up and off of him. Tossing the shirt aside Harry returned to kissing the hollow of her neck, his lips were burning her adding fuel to her fire of need. Ginny's hands relished in the feel of his bare back, his taunt muscles moving beneath her touch. Ginny couldn't put one coherent thought together; all she could do is feel an extreme desperate need that was continuing to grow deep within her.
Harry placed his hand beneath the back of her top, it felt like fire against the small of her back, lightly he ran his hand around to her stomach. Ginny lost all want for patience; she struggled to get her top off. Harry helped her slip it over her head continuing his exploratory kisses along her shoulder. Ginny reached behind her to undo the clasp of her bra but Harry's hands stayed her own. Harry gently unfastened the clasp, bringing his hands to her shoulders slowly sliding the straps down, kissing his way along the silken flesh of her arm after the strap passed it. He hesitated a moment before he finally took the bra away from her breast and set it aside. Ginny reclined back onto the bed staring at Harry. There was no shame, no embarrassment, just love. Harry sat there looking at her, drinking her in. Slowly he reached up gently brushing the underneath of her breast with the back of his hand. She closed her eyes for the briefest moment, enjoying the electrical jolts that he caused to race through her. Harry brought his hand back, lightly grazing his fingers down the valley between her breasts. Harry bent forward taking over her senses again with slow kiss. Ginny wrapped her arms around his chest, pulling him firmly against her. Harry ran his hand down her side and grasped her bottom before roaming back to her shoulder.
Ginny heard a deep throaty groan escape from Harry when she began grinding her hips against his. Harry pulled away, Ginny wanted to be with him more than she'd ever wanted anything in her entire life. Harry tugged gently on her pants taking them down her slender legs, dropping them on the floor beside the bed. To her surprise Harry bent forward kissing along the lace edge of her thong. Her stomach twitched feeling his warm breath against her flesh. Righting himself up onto his knees Harry placed a hand on either side of her hips hooking his fingers onto the edge gently pulling her undergarments down, over her hips, discarding them beside her pants. Harry's eyes took her in from the top of her auburn mane down to her painted toenails, he was in awe, and in all his life he could have never imagined her to be so intensely beautiful. Harry stood and began to unbuckle his belt, continuing to silently watch at each other as he removed his pants and boxers. Ginny loved the way he looked, broad shoulders that looked as if they could carry the weight of the world, strong arms that could protect her from all harm. His well-defined chest muscles bunched and rippled, as he moved to take off his clothing. Allowing her eyes to travel down to a tapered waist. Once he had disposed of the remainder of his items he climbed back onto the bed lying beside her. . .
Ginny opened her eyes, it was still dark out, she raised her head up from the crook of Harry's arm, the clock on the night stand said three a.m. She could feel his heart beating beneath her hand, his breathing steady and rhythmic. Ginny laid her head back down kissing his chest and snuggling closer against his bare body with her own. "I love you" she whispered and drifted back into a dreamless sleep.
The sun shone bright through the dorm window, casting a beam of light over the sleeping couple. Ginny stirred beginning to wake up, she could feel Harry pressed up against her back having sleep with his long form molded against hers. When Harry felt her move he pulled her back tighter against his chest tightening his arm around her. He buried his face into her mane of hair inhaling deeply. "Good morning" said Harry. "Mmmm.. Morning" Ginny said in a groggy manner. Harry kissed the top of Ginny's shoulder. "Are you ok?" Harry asked. Ginny rolled over to face him, draping an arm over his sheet-covered waist. "Why would you ask me that?" she said. "Well, um.. Because." Harry trailed off. Ginny smiled at him, he was concerned because of it being their first time. She moved her head closer and kissed him gently, "I'm happier than I have ever been." she said in a reassuring tone. Ginny could see the relief come over him. He had been wonderful with her, not once for either of them was there an awkward moment or uncertainty. It was as if this was the way it had always been for them, completely right and at ease with each other. Ginny started to blush thinking back to all that they had done before finally exhausted and very much satisfied they drifted onto into blissful sleep in each others arms. "Ginny? You still with me?" Harry asked brining her back to the present,
Ginny squeezed him hard and kissed neck in response, she heard him groan and she smiled. "I think we better get up before we aren't able to." Ginny smiled into his neck, "What if I want to not be able to," she said in a teasing manner. Harry's stomach grumbled, "I don't think my stomach is giving me a choice."
Getting up Ginny threw on some sweats as Harry put on his cloths from the night before, they raced each other down the stairs to the common room to see who could get to the table first. "I won, I won!" said Harry. "You cheated!" accused Ginny. Feigning innocence Harry gave a hurt expression, "I'm crushed that you would accuse me of such a dastardly deed fair maiden." Ginny snorted and sat down in her chair reaching for the pitcher of orange juice. "I wouldn't call pushing me out of your way to get out of the door a very valiant thing to do, Sir Cheatsalot." They continued their playful banter through out breakfast. Finishing Ginny stood up and announced. "I think I'm going to get a shower," she turned walking to the stairs. "What about me?" said Harry. "What about you, are you asking for an invitation?" Ginny winked at him. "God you're such a tease", Harry growled. "Why I resemble that remark!" Ginny said giving him a cocky smile. Ginny turned to walk to the stairs, Harry bolted out of his chair catching her wrapping his arms around her waist. "I have a better idea", Harry whispered in her ear. "Oh?" Ginny said turning her head to look out of the corner of her eye at him. "Yes, go get your cloths and meet me back down here," Harry gave her a light pat on the rump sending her on her way. After she turned the corner to her dorm Harry raced up stairs to his own, he smiled to himself with the plan he had for her.
Harry lead her to an entrance she didn't recognize, Harry said the word pine fresh and a door opened. "Honestly you would think they'd think of a new password" he said leading her into what he told her was the prefects bath, "Well no wonder I didn't recognize this area, I do tend to take after George and Fred who would never be caught dead as a prefect," Ginny laughed. Harry stood watching Ginny explore the bath; she turned on every faucet and exclaimed in delight at the different foams and bubbles that came from each. After the small pool size tub was filled Harry quickly stripped and climbed in. The mermaid in the painting giggled turning her back to give privacy while he disrobed. Ginny stood at the side watching Harry get in. Harry disappeared beneath the thick layer of foam and resurfaced in front of her. "Well aren't you coming in?" he asked. "Yes, I was just enjoying the view first" she grinned at Harry. Ginny disrobed at the edge of the tub, Harry marveled in the fact that she was completely comfortable knowing that his eyes were on her the entire time. Ginny lowered herself slowly into the suds and water. It felt like heaven to her.
They enjoyed swimming around and splashing each other. Ginny insisted on washing Harry, much to his protests that he was capable of doing it himself, "Indulge me please" Ginny begged and Harry relented. In all honesty he rather enjoyed the feel of her washing him with the large sea sponge, her fingers were like magic on his scalp totally relaxing him. "My turn," said Harry, Ginny smiled and relaxed back against the edge of the tub, Harry didn't realize exactly how much of an erotic experience it would be to bathe her. After they were both washed Harry pulled Ginny to him, turning her around so that her back was pressed against his chest and then leaned himself into a corner. They sat talking for what felt like forever; Harry eventually lapsed into silence. Ginny laced her fingers with his, "Harry?" When he didn't answer her she turned around too look at him. He had a sad far off expression. Ginny knew right away what he was thinking about, specifically the last time he had been in this tub with the golden egg. "Harry, it wasn't your fault", Ginny said touching his cheek with her hand. Harry slowly blinked and turned his eyes to her coming back to the present. "It still doesn't change what happened."
The next few days went by with the couple enjoying each other's company. They took long walks holding hands in the corridors talking, evenings by the fire being content to be beside each other. They decided to stay in Harry's dorm at night. The first night Ginny was in his room she noticed that Harry had put her picture on his night stand; this made her smile knowing he had it there before they finally came together. The nights were spent exploring each other, finding new ways to express their love.
One particular night after collapsing onto the bed exhausted from making love Ginny rolled so that she was positioned over Harry, looking down at him she smoothed a lock of hair from his forehead. Running her finger across his forehead, avoiding his scar, and down his temple. Harry noticed she had a sad expression on her face. "Something wrong?" he asked. Ginny looked down into his emerald eyes and smiled; she kissed him gently before raising her head again running her finger tip across his lips. Harry noticed she never answered him so he pressed, "You going to tell me what caused that frown?" Ginny thought for a moment before answering. "I guess I'm just waiting", she said cryptically. Harry's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "Waiting for what?" "Waiting for you to make it official" she said. Harry was thoroughly confused by this time, "Do you mean? Ok, I think I know." He sat up, "Ginny will you be my girlfriend?" He said in his most charming manner. Ginny laughed and reached out pinching his chest. Harry yelped grabbing his chest, "Ouch!" he exclaimed rubbing where she pinched him. "Yes I will but that's not what I was waiting for" she said smiling a glint of mischief in her eyes. Harry thought for a moment, the longer he thought the more the twinkle left her eyes and a bit of sadness came into them. It suddenly struck him; he realized what she was talking about. "Oh Ginny," Harry leaned in quickly and kissed her lips, pulling back he took her face in both of his hands tilting her face so that she was looking directly at him. "Ginny Weasley, I love you."
Ginny's face broke into a huge smile that made Harry's heart burst with happiness. She threw her arms around him hugging him with all her strength. "Oh Harry," she whispered. She felt his back stiffen and felt him shudder, "Rut roh, raggy" she thought. (Hermione had told her about this silly muggle mystery program with some animated dog and kids, the phrase stuck with her.) Pulling away from him she bit her bottom lip with a look of completely and totally busted on her face. Harry sat there in amazement; finally he understood who was behind his little pleasure torturing. "You!" he exclaimed, "It was you all this time?" he couldn't believe it. Harry grabbed Ginny tossing her down onto the bed jumping onto her so she ended up pinned beneath him holding her wrists with his hands above her head. "You little vixen," Harry growled lowering his head he gently bit her on the neck. "So you're not angry with me?" Ginny said in a sugar coated voice. "You do know this means war", Harry said smiling down at her evilly; "I may have to even bring in some recruits to help me extract my revenge." "Do your worst. Harry", Ginny whispered his name again and laughed as she watched the effects take over his body. "Oh yes my dear devilish little Ginny, you'll pay" Harry said kissing her lips. "I can't wait to see" Ginny smiled at him. Harry laid down beside Ginny gathering her into his arms, "What am I going to do with you?" he asked kissing her head. "Love me forever?" Ginny answered. "Done", he said before letting sleep finally over take him.
