AN/ Okay, here is chapter 5. I just read the little thing by my review place that said it might take 24 hrs for reviews to show. In that case I'll now begin the first, but hopefully not last, lemon chapter

Disclaimer/ I don't own Harry, Ron, Hermione, or Ginny

He let his body slide from the bar stool as he pressed his lips to her. Ginny seemed surprised, then realizing he was drunk, quite content. She slipped her tounge into his mouth, dominating it all. He didn't protest at first, then pushed her tounge back and slid his own into hers. Harry ran his hands up and down her back. "Lets go dancing." she breathed after pulling away from their kiss. Harry nodded and stood on wobbly legs.

They arrived at a dance club not far from Harry's apartment. Loud music blasted from the speakers and people rubbed against one another on the dance floor. Harry was blinded by the flashing lights. Ginny dragged him onto the floor and began to grind into Harry's erection. He let out a deep groan and let his head fall back, rubbing her breasts with his hands. Ginny turned around and Harry saw the fire in her eyes. She hiked her leg up on his hip and began her assault on his bottom lip. Harry grabbed her butt and squeezed, desperate to feel more of her. Ginny laughed at his dazed yet horny look. He knew what he wanted, he just didn't know why. Well Ginny would show him why.

They arrived at Harry's apartment around 2 or 3 in the morning. Ginny shoved him roughly onto his bed, climbing onto to straddle his hips. She began to unbutton his shirt when she felt him twitch beneath her legs. She grinned and reached down to stroke him through his pants. Harry bucked up as if trying to enter her with all of his clothes on. This delighted Ginny into a quick laugh.

"Calm down cowboy, you can ride me all night long." Harry was slightly distracted by the pressure on the front of his pants, but still could understand her words. They made him buck harder.

Ginny let out an airy moan as Harry felt a slight wetness near his crotch. She was getting excited too. If it was possible, Harry got harder. Tired of waiting, Harry tore of his shirt, exposing his chest and abdomen. Ginny was estatic and began to nip at his dark nipples, making them hard. Harry felt a sudden need to dominate and flipped Ginny onto her back. She didn't seem to like submission, but didn't protest as her tore of her halter top and trailed kisses down to her stomach. Reaching up, he took one breast in each hand, kneading it gently. Ginny let out a small cry and arched her back.

Still wearing his pants, Harry removed Ginny's. He saw her little red thong, soaked in desire. Smiling woozily, Harry hooked his thumbs over the sides and pulled down. He placed kisses on the mass of orange curls that lay there, hearing her heavy breathing.. He began to nip at her inner thighs then slowly entered her with his tounge. She tried to close her legs, but Harry held them firm with his hands, stretching her legs out so he could play with her. He slowly shagged her with his tounge, pulling it out and pushing it in. He tasted her and let out another deep moan. Then he replaced his hands with his elbows and used his fingers to make her weak. First one, then two, then three. With his other hand he used his thumb to rub her sensitive nub. She was close to cumming. Harry stopped and pulled away, ready to take off his own pants.

Ginny saw this and instantly sat up, pulling him down beside her. He used the beds frame as support as she lowered herself down to have her own fun. She removed his pants and saw him straining against his boxers.

"You want it hard Harry?" Her voice dripped with desire as she pulled he wand from her discarded pants. "Restraino!" Ropes bound around Harry's wrists, tying each of them to the bed fame poles on either side of his head. She did the same with his feet. She ripped his boxers off, not caring if they were his lucky pair or not. Anything he had been wearing tonight would be lucky in her eyes.

She turned and sat on him with her back facing him. She placed him in between her folds, but wouldn't let him enter. Instead she began to rub herself up and down his shaft, enjoying his frustrated grunts and jerky upward humps. He was still tied up. She then slide back so her heat rested above his naval. She reached down and cupped his balls, making sure he knew who was in charge. She massaged them as she began to stroke him with her other hand, making sure he was as hard as could be.

When she felt he would soon explode she turned and faced him. Her voice was low and deep. "Say you want me to fuck you into hard and long." Harry could only manage to shake his head eagerly. She smiled. If he hadn't been drunk he might have seen the way she looked like a devil with that smile.

She poised herself above him, waiting to torture him more. Harry wouldn't take it and jerked his hips upward and entered her whole. There was no maiden barrier. She had done this before. Between the alcohol and the pleasure, Harry didn't notice.

She rocked her hips back and forth, making it slow and painful for him. Through his hazy mind, Harry formed a plan to end his torture. "Take the pant ropes off pant so I can reach up pant and touch you." Ginny seemed to think it was a good enough reason and grabbed her wand. As soon as the ropes where off the tables turned. Harry grabbed her hips and flipped her on bottom. She squealed, but Harry ignored her. He pulled out and plunged into her hard, making her pant and sweat like he was. He grabbed the side of the bed for leverage as he fucked her long and hard. He felt himself swell inside her as her walls clamped down on him. He milked her dry before shooting his load into her depths. She muttered a contraceptive spell as Harry passed out on the bed next to her.