Disclaimer: I do not own ANY of the Harry Potter Characters. They are property of J. K. Rowling. I only own them in my dreams. The only thing I own is my sick excuse of a plot.

The Curse of the Green Dragon

Chapter 1:

A lot had happened in Ginny Weasely's life in the past few months. To start with Ginny had started to date someone that she had considered a best friend for along time. She loved Harry Potter and she knew that he loved her, but lately something had been different between them. She felt like they had lost physical interest in each other. Ginny remembers the weekends he would take her into Hogsmeade and let her window shop. They would hold hands for hours on end, whenever they had a moment alone he would find a way to sneak a kiss. When he took her on strolls out onto the Quidditch Field, he always knew where she liked being held the most. They would just lay there for what seemed like eternities. She is a 16 year old and has needs, which he was not meeting. She found this weird. Over the years Ginny has grown out of the little girl figure she was mostly known for. Her hair turned into a darker shade of red which framed her pale skinned face and went down to the middle of her back. Even though the Hogwarts uniform hid it well, her frail childish body transformed into a womanly figure with curves. Ginny was a very attractive girl who was basically throwing herself at Harry, but now he would always get distracted when they were sitting in the Great Hall for meals. When she went to Quidditch games and tried to get his attention, he wouldn't even acknowledge her presence. She felt lonely. If it weren't for Hermione she wouldn't have anyone to talk to about the situation. Ron wasn't any help. When ever she asked him for advice on anything she would get the same answer, no matter what the question was: "Hey Ron, I need an idea on what to get mum for her birthday."

"Go ask mione."

"Hey Ron, can you help me with this Herbology essay?"

"Go ask mione"

"Hey Ron, is it true that you gave Crabbe a hand job?"

"Go ask mione"

Ginny planned an evening for Harry and herself to be alone. It took a lot of work and chocolate frogs to convince Ron to go study in the library with Hermione for a few hours. She wanted this evening to be special for Harry when he got back from Quidditch practice. She raced around her Prefect room trying to make everything perfect. Then she sprinted to her bathroom, threw her robe on a chair by the door and quickly ran though the shower. She used her favorite scented body wash. The sent of raspberries always seemed to put a smile on her face. When she was done, she toweled off as quickly as possible, and put her new lace bra and panties on. She ran her fingers through her wet hair, and then she quickly applied some dark crimson lipstick, to match her undergarments. Finally she was ready; she just wanted to make sure everything was set. "Candles, check. Wine, check. Chocolate covered strawberries, check. "One last thing, Silencio." with that said she knew not one sound was going to leave this room. Hehe..Perfect...."I' M READY!" Ginny said with a smirk on her face.

Suddenly she heard a noise towards the portrait door, it was Harry. She noticed how handsome he looked in his Quidditch uniform. The minutes he stepped into the candle light and she saw his subtle features, she wanted him to just rip his robes off and take her right then and there without even eating the chocolate covered strawberries she spent all afternoon making.

"Bloody hell! This looks fantastic! Did you do all this yourself?" Harry asked, obviously surprised. "I had some help from Hermione with the strawberries, but yes. I wanted this night to be special for us. We haven't really spent a lot of time together recently, so I thought this would make it up to you." Ginny said, trying to make her voice sound as seductive as possible. "Aw Ginny, that's sounds like a fabulous idea." Harry said as he placed his Firebolt gently to the floor. He slowly walked over to the couch where Ginny was invitingly sitting. He wondered his eyes up and down her milky white skin, trying to memorize each and every curve on her body. He sat at the edge of the couch cushion and started to caress Ginny's legs gently and slowly. He reached over to one of the wine glasses and took a mouthful then he put it to Ginny's lips and she took a sip. She never liked the taste of red wine, but Harry loved it. Ginny reached over unhooked his robes, and then slid them off in one swift motion. Harry moved his face closer to hers, after a while their lips met. Her smooth crimson lips felt so good against his. He moved his hands down Ginny's arms, now slowly moving to her breasts. He caressed her mouth with his tongue; she parted her lips so he could explore the inside of her mouth. The taste of the wine was so strong, Ginny almost gagged. She slid her hands under his shirt feeling his toned abs. *Thank God for Quidditch* Ginny thought to herself. She broke away from the kiss long enough for her to lift the shirt over his head, messing up his stringy black hair. She looked into his piercing green eyes and couldn't stop saying to herself *Ginny, you're so lucky to have him*. Harry started to kiss the side of her neck while trying to unhook her bra. #Damned thing. Why can't you be made of something that can tear easily?!# Harry thought to himself. Ginny could sense he was having trouble with the clasp. She broke away and unhooked it herself.
Harry giggled to himself, and then continued to kiss Ginny's neck. Ginny leaned back in pleasure. Harry took that as sign to move his kisses down her body. He trailed down to her breasts. He took one of her hardened nipples and sucked on it gently. Caressing it with his tongue, he heard a fait moan escape her parted lips. He kept his kisses moving until he reached the lining of her panties. He looked toward her face. "Are you sure you want to do this. Are you ready? I don't want to pressure you.." "Harry, I'm ready." Ginny interrupted. Harry slowly moved hid hand between her legs. He moved her panties to the side and started to stoke her insides. Ginny's back arched off the couch the instant he entered her. Harry switched his finger with his tongue and started to flick the inside walls. Ginny continued shivering at Harry's touch even when he pulled away. She slowly sat up and started to unbutton Harry trousers. He looked at her with amusement. He never thought that she would be so controlling when it came to a man's knickers!
He slowly pulled down her panties and gently probed his way inside her, while reaching up to cup her breast. Ginny squeezed her eyes shut. Harry seemed to be taking great care, but the gentle explorations she had experienced had not prepared her for this. He reached around and held her tight. She became more comfortable with his thrusting and felt herself tense up and her legs begin to buckle. The once silent room was now filled with gasps of pleasure, panting breaths of air. He had almost reached his climax, but decided to hold on until she had reached hers. Not to long from that was when a final moan escaped her lips into the steamy room.
Harry helped Ginny straighten herself up, then lifted her up to her bedroom and tucked her into a blissful sleep. He blew out the candles, grabbed a handful of strawberries, and got dressed then he slowly made his way back to his dorm. Ginny awoke a few moments later to see that she was in her bed wearing nothing but her panties. Ginny rose from her bed and put on a pair of pajamas and went down to the common room. She noticed the candles were blown out and there were fewer strawberries than before. Ginny looked towards the portrait hole and noticed that Harry forgot his Firebolt. She picked it up, put on her robe from the chair and went through the portrait to return it to Harry. Ginny rushed quickly to Harry's room. She didn't want to get caught by any teachers. She walked up the hall towards his room. It was then that she noticed that the door was left partly open and she heard a faint groining. Her eyes lit with anger and worry. Her worst fears were flaring up inside her as she rushed in to find Draco Malfoy lying on top of her boyfriend feeding him HER strawberries wearing nothing but a pair of green silk boxers. Ginny let out a small gasp, but it went unnoticed. She looked down at Harry, hoping that there would be some discomfort in his facial features. But he looked happy. Without being seen Ginny slowly walked back out to the hallway trying to recollect all the thoughts and images that have flown through her brain at that one moment. She felt her heart sinking deep inside her chest, she felt numb and she couldn't breathe. Ginny didn't know what to do. She had to get out of there, but she didn't know where to go. Should she run back in there and hex them both? Should she run back to her dorm and pretend like none of this has ever happened? She needed advice. She needed an escape......