A/N: Hey guys, YOU AREN'T R&R-ing! I KNOW that more than one person has read this far! (Or..Has only ONE person read it?) LOL! Please! I'm on my knees! Review! Just no flames.....Anyways, I'll be leaving one the thirtieth for the Philippines and I'm not sure if I'll have computer access there so this might be the last time I update until August. Heehee...Savor my words!!!
Mirna was waiting for Ginny when she got back, "So?" she asked, "Anything interesting happen?"
Ginny frowned at her friend, "No!" She set down her supplies and fell back onto her bed, turning her head to look at Mirna, "I'm not losing my virginity to him! As hott as he is..."
Mirna laughed, "If I were you, I would've made a move already!" She giggled, flipping her hair.
"Well you're not, and I'm not you!"
Ginny sighed, closing her eyes. The way his eyes had looked at her earlier still gave her shivers, could it be that Malfoy actually had a heart? One that wasn't made of stone? She shook her head, no. Not happening. She opened her eyes to see Mirna looming over her. "What?" She asked, she needed to do her homework.
"Something DID happen and you're not telling me!" complained Mirna.
Hands gripped her waist and a husky vioce whispered into her ear, telling her how beautiful she was. Ginny felt hands snake around her and undo her buttons while a soft pair of lips caressed her neck. The hands finished unbuttoning her and slid her shirt off, quickly slipping her bra off with it. She groaned as she felt them knead er breasts, her nipples hardening under their touch.
"Face me." the voice said.
Ginny turned, slipping her skirt off so she was standing in her underwear. She opened her eyes to see who was in front of her but shadow hid his face. His hands slid down from her breasts, traveling over her flat stomach and down. His lips followed, nipping, biting, licking, kissing, causing shivers to go up Ginny's spine. Finally, his hands reached her panties, while his tongue circled her belly button, he hooked his thumbs on her underwear and slowly pulled them down, revealing the small tuft of hair that hid her. He slid a finger inside, testing her. Ginny arched her back, wanting him to go further inside. He slid in another finger, pulling his two fingers out, then pushing them back in. In, out, in, out. Ginny gasped, feeling his thumb push past the hair and rub against her clit.
"Oh!"
She moaned, runnng her hands through his silky hair.
"Oh god!"
Ginny's knees were becoming weak, she felt as if she was going to collapse. He felt her tightening and thrust his fingers into her one more time, dipping his head so that his tongue could replace his thumb on her clit. He expertly brought her to orgasm, running his tongue over her to taste her.
He licked her one last time then his lips trailied upwards, going over her belly button again and circling her right nipple. He nipped at her reight breast while his left hand gave the other one just as much attention.
He stopped and stood, capturing her lips in an intense kiss. He positioned himself-
Ginny woke up, her head resting on half-finished homework and her quill still in her hand. She let go of the quill and glanced at her fingers, they were black from the ink on her quill. She yawned and stood, making her way to the bathroom. The door was closed, Ginny knocked and was let in by Hermione, "'Morning." she said sleepily. She looked around for her toothbrush as Hermione gave Ginny her own sleepy hello. Not finding it, she frowned, "Hermione, I can't find my toothbrush." She turned to face Hermione but she had already left for class. Sighing, she sturned on the shower and stripped, stepping into the hot water.
'What a dream!' she thought to herself, squeezing some shampoo onto her hand. She put the shampoo into her hair, massaging it thoroughly. After, she conditioned and used showergel to wash herself.
Ginny stepped soaking wet out of the shower stall, reaching for a towel....It wasn't there. Instead, Harry stood at the door, gaping at her body. She squealed, trying to cover herself with her hands, "What are you doing here?!" she cried, stepping back into the shower stall and covering herself with the shower curtain.
Harry rubbed his eyes and looked at his feet sheepishly, "This IS the boy/girl bathroom. Ron's hogging the boys' bathroom. Sorry, I must've not knocked loud enough," he apologized.
"Can you hand me a towel?"
He looked around and spied the towel, hanging behind him on the door, "Here. I'll...go now." He backed out of the room, locking the door.
Ginny wrapped the towel around her self and took another one for her hair. Insoecting herself in the mirror, she opened the drawers, searching for her missing toothbrush. She found it, and squirted some toothpaste on it and brushed her teeth. After rubbing on some lotion, she then blow-dried her hair and applied just the tiniest amount of make-up. Satisfied, she went back to her dorm and put on some fresh robes.
Ginny glanced at the time, she had an hour to kill.
The noise of hundreds of people carrying on hundreds of conversations filled the Great Hall. Ginny smiled, this felt like home to her. She made her way to the Gryffindor table, taking a seat between Mirna and Hermione. She grabbed a plate, Ginny hadn't realized she was hungry until she had taken a whiff of the delicious smells coming from the food. Once her plate was covered in bagels, bread, butter, cream cheese, and fruit, Ginny turned to Mirna, "Hi." She said, smothering a sesame seeded bagel with cream cheese, "had a nice sleep last night? I couldn't finish the homework Professor Snape gave us. You mind if I......borrow yours?"
Mirna finished her mouthful of food and shook her head, "No, go ahead. It's on my desk, in the dorm." She took a sip of some orange juice. "Well, gotta go meet Rick in the library, he's a seventh year," she said it as if it was holy, seventh years wouldn't look at younger students, much less DATE them.
Ginny giggled, "When did you snag this 'seventh year'?" she asked.
"Two weeks ago." Mirna just glowed, she was proud of her sccomplishment. "He's quite the hottie." she winked and headed out the doors on her way to the library.
On Ginny's other side, Hermione was cuddling with her brother, Ron. Ginny rolled her eyes and smiled, they had been together for a while too. It seems that everyone had someone, except for Ginny. She sighed and drank some of her apple juice. Luna sat down beside her, taking over Mirna's seat. She jealously glanced in Hermione and Ron's direction before greeting Ginny.
"Hey Ginny."
"Morning Luna."
"They're still going out, aren't they, Ginny?" she nugded her chin towards the two lovebirds sitting on Ginny's other side.
"Who, them? Yea." The doors moved, catching Ginny's attention.
Malfoy strolled in, a haughty aura surrounding him. Ginny stared along with every other girl in the room, almost drooling. As if knowing this, The arrogant fourth year ran a casual hand through his pale blonde hair, shooting a smirk around the room before commanding a first year to move out of his seat.
"Look at that!" Cried Luna, outraged, she was probably the only girl besides Hermione who was ignorant to his charms, "He just ordered that boy out of his seat! And he was there first! I wonder why they let him boss them around like that."
Ginny ingnored her and got up, she had some homework to copy.
The day passed without any significant events, Ginny managed to get her homework done between, and during, classes. At the end of the day, she trudged up to her room, her small body tired from all the stresses of everyday life. She bumped into Harry, who blushed when he saw her and apologized again for the morning's incident. Finally in her room, she grinned when she saw Mirna in her dresser's mirror, perfecting her make-up.
"What's the occasion?" Ginny inquired.
"I've got a study date with Rick tonight," replied Mirna, "how do I look?" She twirled around to show Ginny her enitre outfit.
Mirna wore her required Hogwarts rodes, of cours, but with a few adjustments. The skirt was way shorter than any uniform Ginny had seen, and there was no way it would ever fit the dress code, the skirt barely covered her underwear. Mirna wasn't wearing the vest and her shirt was inbuttoned so you could see a fair amount of cleavage, and a hint of red lace. Ginny smiled ot herself, leave it to Mirna to tweak the robes just enough to make them suitable for a prostitute. Yet while she still looked sexy, Mirna gave off a feeling of innocence and oh-no-you-don't.
"You look fine," Ginny reassured her friend, "Go, you don't want to be late."
Mirna grinned, "'Kay. Bye! See you later, Ginny." With a twirl she was off and headed towards her boyfriend.
Mirna was waiting for Ginny when she got back, "So?" she asked, "Anything interesting happen?"
Ginny frowned at her friend, "No!" She set down her supplies and fell back onto her bed, turning her head to look at Mirna, "I'm not losing my virginity to him! As hott as he is..."
Mirna laughed, "If I were you, I would've made a move already!" She giggled, flipping her hair.
"Well you're not, and I'm not you!"
Ginny sighed, closing her eyes. The way his eyes had looked at her earlier still gave her shivers, could it be that Malfoy actually had a heart? One that wasn't made of stone? She shook her head, no. Not happening. She opened her eyes to see Mirna looming over her. "What?" She asked, she needed to do her homework.
"Something DID happen and you're not telling me!" complained Mirna.
Hands gripped her waist and a husky vioce whispered into her ear, telling her how beautiful she was. Ginny felt hands snake around her and undo her buttons while a soft pair of lips caressed her neck. The hands finished unbuttoning her and slid her shirt off, quickly slipping her bra off with it. She groaned as she felt them knead er breasts, her nipples hardening under their touch.
"Face me." the voice said.
Ginny turned, slipping her skirt off so she was standing in her underwear. She opened her eyes to see who was in front of her but shadow hid his face. His hands slid down from her breasts, traveling over her flat stomach and down. His lips followed, nipping, biting, licking, kissing, causing shivers to go up Ginny's spine. Finally, his hands reached her panties, while his tongue circled her belly button, he hooked his thumbs on her underwear and slowly pulled them down, revealing the small tuft of hair that hid her. He slid a finger inside, testing her. Ginny arched her back, wanting him to go further inside. He slid in another finger, pulling his two fingers out, then pushing them back in. In, out, in, out. Ginny gasped, feeling his thumb push past the hair and rub against her clit.
"Oh!"
She moaned, runnng her hands through his silky hair.
"Oh god!"
Ginny's knees were becoming weak, she felt as if she was going to collapse. He felt her tightening and thrust his fingers into her one more time, dipping his head so that his tongue could replace his thumb on her clit. He expertly brought her to orgasm, running his tongue over her to taste her.
He licked her one last time then his lips trailied upwards, going over her belly button again and circling her right nipple. He nipped at her reight breast while his left hand gave the other one just as much attention.
He stopped and stood, capturing her lips in an intense kiss. He positioned himself-
Ginny woke up, her head resting on half-finished homework and her quill still in her hand. She let go of the quill and glanced at her fingers, they were black from the ink on her quill. She yawned and stood, making her way to the bathroom. The door was closed, Ginny knocked and was let in by Hermione, "'Morning." she said sleepily. She looked around for her toothbrush as Hermione gave Ginny her own sleepy hello. Not finding it, she frowned, "Hermione, I can't find my toothbrush." She turned to face Hermione but she had already left for class. Sighing, she sturned on the shower and stripped, stepping into the hot water.
'What a dream!' she thought to herself, squeezing some shampoo onto her hand. She put the shampoo into her hair, massaging it thoroughly. After, she conditioned and used showergel to wash herself.
Ginny stepped soaking wet out of the shower stall, reaching for a towel....It wasn't there. Instead, Harry stood at the door, gaping at her body. She squealed, trying to cover herself with her hands, "What are you doing here?!" she cried, stepping back into the shower stall and covering herself with the shower curtain.
Harry rubbed his eyes and looked at his feet sheepishly, "This IS the boy/girl bathroom. Ron's hogging the boys' bathroom. Sorry, I must've not knocked loud enough," he apologized.
"Can you hand me a towel?"
He looked around and spied the towel, hanging behind him on the door, "Here. I'll...go now." He backed out of the room, locking the door.
Ginny wrapped the towel around her self and took another one for her hair. Insoecting herself in the mirror, she opened the drawers, searching for her missing toothbrush. She found it, and squirted some toothpaste on it and brushed her teeth. After rubbing on some lotion, she then blow-dried her hair and applied just the tiniest amount of make-up. Satisfied, she went back to her dorm and put on some fresh robes.
Ginny glanced at the time, she had an hour to kill.
The noise of hundreds of people carrying on hundreds of conversations filled the Great Hall. Ginny smiled, this felt like home to her. She made her way to the Gryffindor table, taking a seat between Mirna and Hermione. She grabbed a plate, Ginny hadn't realized she was hungry until she had taken a whiff of the delicious smells coming from the food. Once her plate was covered in bagels, bread, butter, cream cheese, and fruit, Ginny turned to Mirna, "Hi." She said, smothering a sesame seeded bagel with cream cheese, "had a nice sleep last night? I couldn't finish the homework Professor Snape gave us. You mind if I......borrow yours?"
Mirna finished her mouthful of food and shook her head, "No, go ahead. It's on my desk, in the dorm." She took a sip of some orange juice. "Well, gotta go meet Rick in the library, he's a seventh year," she said it as if it was holy, seventh years wouldn't look at younger students, much less DATE them.
Ginny giggled, "When did you snag this 'seventh year'?" she asked.
"Two weeks ago." Mirna just glowed, she was proud of her sccomplishment. "He's quite the hottie." she winked and headed out the doors on her way to the library.
On Ginny's other side, Hermione was cuddling with her brother, Ron. Ginny rolled her eyes and smiled, they had been together for a while too. It seems that everyone had someone, except for Ginny. She sighed and drank some of her apple juice. Luna sat down beside her, taking over Mirna's seat. She jealously glanced in Hermione and Ron's direction before greeting Ginny.
"Hey Ginny."
"Morning Luna."
"They're still going out, aren't they, Ginny?" she nugded her chin towards the two lovebirds sitting on Ginny's other side.
"Who, them? Yea." The doors moved, catching Ginny's attention.
Malfoy strolled in, a haughty aura surrounding him. Ginny stared along with every other girl in the room, almost drooling. As if knowing this, The arrogant fourth year ran a casual hand through his pale blonde hair, shooting a smirk around the room before commanding a first year to move out of his seat.
"Look at that!" Cried Luna, outraged, she was probably the only girl besides Hermione who was ignorant to his charms, "He just ordered that boy out of his seat! And he was there first! I wonder why they let him boss them around like that."
Ginny ingnored her and got up, she had some homework to copy.
The day passed without any significant events, Ginny managed to get her homework done between, and during, classes. At the end of the day, she trudged up to her room, her small body tired from all the stresses of everyday life. She bumped into Harry, who blushed when he saw her and apologized again for the morning's incident. Finally in her room, she grinned when she saw Mirna in her dresser's mirror, perfecting her make-up.
"What's the occasion?" Ginny inquired.
"I've got a study date with Rick tonight," replied Mirna, "how do I look?" She twirled around to show Ginny her enitre outfit.
Mirna wore her required Hogwarts rodes, of cours, but with a few adjustments. The skirt was way shorter than any uniform Ginny had seen, and there was no way it would ever fit the dress code, the skirt barely covered her underwear. Mirna wasn't wearing the vest and her shirt was inbuttoned so you could see a fair amount of cleavage, and a hint of red lace. Ginny smiled ot herself, leave it to Mirna to tweak the robes just enough to make them suitable for a prostitute. Yet while she still looked sexy, Mirna gave off a feeling of innocence and oh-no-you-don't.
"You look fine," Ginny reassured her friend, "Go, you don't want to be late."
Mirna grinned, "'Kay. Bye! See you later, Ginny." With a twirl she was off and headed towards her boyfriend.