Ginny sat on the couch, wrapped in one of Hagrids's big towels. With a cup of tea in one hand the other scratching the back of Fang's ear generously. All the while looking into the abyss of the flickering fire. She could tell it was getting dark by the clock that hung upon the wall, but she didn't care and neither would Hagrid. She casually looked out the window seeing a bolt of lightening dart across the sky. She had always been captivated by storms. The way mother nature could make something so powerful and reckless, that in the end left behind something beautiful and breathtaking.
She remembered one night at the Burrow there was a rain storm. She remembered that Hermione practically jumped on the ceiling of her room when she heard a roar of thunder. How she had to hold on to the girl until she calmed down. How they fell asleep like that, they woke up like that. The memories were nice but for some reason they hurt her, too. It was like they were mocking her. Telling her that she'd never be able to hold the girl like that again. Lost in her own thoughts she never heard the constant knocking on the door, which was covered by another roar of thunder.
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Hermione pounded the door with her fist, jumping when she heard the thunder. She felt more muddy than wet. Thanks to her fear of storms she had fallen into a muddy puddle when she saw a strike of lightening. Not only that but the puddle had been between two bushes causing her to get scratches all over her face and arms. So now she stood in front of Hagrid's door: muddy, wet and bleeding. She kept pounding the door even though her hands were getting bruised. Ginny still lost in her thoughts hardly heard the pounding. Hermione stopped knocking, her hands to swollen to do it anymore. She was going to give up and go back to the castle until she heard the door opening.
Ginny opened the door to find a shivering, muddy, bleeding Hermione. All angry thoughts pushed aside, she quickly dragged Hermione inside.
"Hermione! Are you crazy", she said pulling the towel off herself and wrapping it around the girl, "You're going to get a cold."
"It's worth having you listen to me, Ginny.", she replied being seated in front of the fire and given a cup of tea.
"Mione, I'm not worth getting sick over.", said Ginny looking for Hagrid's first aid kit.
"Well I need to tell you something and it can't wait.", she said as Ginny started tending to her cuts and bruises. "And I better say it now before I lose my nerves." Not waiting for a reaction from Ginny she continued. "I'm not sorry about what I did to you this morning." Ginny stiffened but did not stop moving. "But I'm sorry that I did that to you in public. And I'm not angry at you for kissing me." Ginny stopped all movement. "If you haven't figured it out by now then your slower than a thought.", Hermione joked.
Ginny, who she knew heard every single word that she had said, was looking at her hands. Hermione snaked a hand under Ginny's chin and lifted her head so that she was looking at her watery blue eyes.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you this earlier. I love you, Gin. I love you with every fiber of my bruised and bloody body." Ginny laughed. "And nothing can change that." With her hand still under the girl's chin, she pulled her head towards her own. She placed a light kiss on Ginny's lips, enough to make the girl sigh and pulled back slightly to see her reaction. Dull brown eyes meet dull blue eyes. And in seconds Ginny closed the gap between them. The kiss was like the first one light and tingly. But soon it became rough, passionate, and needy.
Ginny became bolder and pushed the towel off Hermione's shoulders and started trailing kisses across the girl's jaw, down her neck to her collar bone. All coherent thoughts and reasoning left Hermione's mind. All she wanted to do was feel, feel the pleasure that Ginny gave and give it, too. Still kissing her neck she whispered, "I think we should take these wet clothes off." The sound of her husky voice and warm breath on her neck made Hermione shiver. She put her hands in the fiery-red hair as Ginny unbuttoned her shirt, all while trailing kisses down her body. She moaned at the feeling of soft hand and lips touching her skin. She felt light like nothing in the world could bring her down.
Ginny brought her hands to Hermione's back, lightly scraping the girls' skin with her nails, smiling when she shuddered. Hermione had long ago abandoned Ginny's hair and undoing the knot of her halter top, seeing just the top of Ginny's chest. She could feel Ginny's hands unclasping her bra. She smiled at the eager red-head, leaning back so she could pull it off. At same time she took off Ginny's top, dropping it on the floor. Ginny stopped her movements, leaning back to get a good view of Hermione, who stated blushing. Feeling self conscious she tried to hide herself. Only to bee stopped by Ginny.
"No don't hide. Your beautiful to me, remember that."
"Okay." Ginny stood up dragging Hermione with her to the bed.
Meanwhile in the castle three boys bumped into each other. Cold grey eyes looked into emerald ones then into baby blue ones.
"Potter."
"Malfoy."
"Weasley."
"Malfoy."
Together they walked down the corridor, not stopping until they reached a blank wall. They closed their eyes, opening them again to see a door had appeared. Draco opened the door.
"After you.", he said with a smirk.
Harry and Ron walked past him into a low light room, Draco walked in behind them. Closing the door all three of them began to laugh not stopping until they were millimeters away from each other. They all pulled out their wands smirking at each other. Draco pointed his wand at Ron.
"Ron.", he said and all of Ron's clothes disappeared.
Ron pointed his wand at Draco. "Draco." Draco's shirt disappeared.
Draco then turned to Harry. "Harry." All of Harry's clothes disappeared, too.
Harry raised his wand. "Draco." Draco's pants and boxers disappeared.
All three of them stood there in the low light, naked, and smirking at each other. Harry made the first move. Leaning forward placing a kiss on Draco's neck, working up to his lips. Then Ron stepped forward only to kneel down at Draco's feet. He could hear Harry moan as Draco started to stroke his member.
"Hey Draco," Ron breathed on the boys dick causing him to moan. "you never did tell us how you got your dick back to the right size." Draco opened his eyes to see Ron looking up at him expectantly and Harry with an eyebrow cocked.
In his low husky voice he said, "It's for me to know and you two, to fuck outta me."
With a grin on their faces Harry and Ron said back in unison, "We will!"
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