Title: More than Mrs. Potter
Author: Joy
PLEASE READ: Sorry for the slowness guys. Family stuff is still not of the good. PLUS I wanted to give everyone a chance to read the new book. Anyway, here is the chapter you have all been waiting for. Depending on how graphic you feel this is, I may move some of it to be posted on my livejournal.
20. Intimacy
"Hello...Harry?" Gin called as she opened the door to the Room of Sanctuary with the magical key. "Are you here?"
She dropped her bag by the bed and immediately was drawn to a full-length mirror. It was very ornate and was amazingly crafted wood frame. On closer examination the edge was a series of pictures that depicted Harry and Ginny's story together. There was their King's Crossing meeting, his arrival at the Borrow, that god awful valentine, the Chamber of Secrets, and so on...right up to Gin lying in the hospital bed receiving her ring. Each image was charmed to move slightly in action as it was examined. The first was ten year old Ginny waving and the last was Harry slipping the ring on Gin's finger. Suddenly the engagement didn't seem so lack luster in conjunction with their whole story.
Ginny knew Harry was in the room under his cloak somewhere. She could feel him, but she knew he would emerge when ready. Until that time she decided to investigate her gift. Gin fixed her eyes on one of the less obvious moments of their courtship on the mirror. The night of their first kiss Harry had hidden under his cloak and watched her sleep. It suddenly dawned upon her that maybe the reason Harry had not come out was because of that little statement she made about watching her undress a while ago.
She smirked slightly standing before the mirror and she began to undress. First her tie, then the buttons on her shirt were undone. She heard a sucked breath and an audible groan as the shirt slid to the floor leaving her in her bra and skirt. She unzipped the skirt and shimmied it over her hips, leaving Harry panting behind her.
Ginny would not lose her confidence now when she could hear the state she had put him in even if she was slightly intimidated by everything. There she was in only a tiny lace white bra and a tiny g-string. (Over the summer, Hermione had taken her to a muggle store in London that specialized in making women's underwear as sexy as possible. Harry didn't know of course that the large sum of money that he had gotten her to get her self some 'pretty things' had gone to this endeavor. She had been saving it for situations like these.)
Harry was dying to touch her. He had never seen underwear like this before. Naturally he had seen some of Ginny's underwear over the last several months but nothing looked this...revealing. His body was responding so rapidly to the sight, he quickly muttered the words of the spell he and Ron had found to prevent popping off too soon. Harry had a feeling he would repeat the incantation throughout the night.
Ginny reached to slide the bra strap down his arm only to find that Harry was touch her shoulder. "Leave it on," he rasped in an arousal thick voice. He emerged from his cloak and her heart got stuck in her throat. No man should be allowed to look that sexy at seventeen.
Nothing else was said yet. Ginny just stood in front of the mirror as Harry toed off his shoes and socks, then slowly unbuttoned his shirt. Harry noticed how Ginny's eyes were fixated on his chest when he removed his shirt. She held her breath as his slacks slid down his hips but her small hand reached back to stop him from removing his boxers. "Leave them on," she whispered. Harry nodded once and moved in right behind her, running the palms of his hands lightly up and down the length of her arms.
They had seen each other naked. They had fulfilled each other's desires. But they both knew this was different. They were choosing to take the next physical step in their relationship and so they were both more hesitant.
Harry got down on one knee and said, "I realize this is truly after the fact but I wanted you to have this moment. So Ginevra Molly Weasley would you do me the honor of becoming Ginevra Molly Weasley Potter?"
"No."
"Excuse me?" he said in confusion.
"I will be happy to become Ginevra Molly Potter...I'm not doing the hyphen thing."
Harry laughed out right, got to his feet, and proceeded to spin Gin around in his arms. "Stop Harry. You're making me dizzy."
He set her down and took her hand leading her over to the bathroom.
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Harry raised Gin's hand to the door making it disappear. Ginny gasped in wonder. "This place is amazing," she whispered as Harry muttered a heating charm over the already filled tub. The tub was large enough for about ten people to fit into and was at least four and a half feet deep so there was room to frolic a bit. "Well milady? Are you going in?" Harry asked sweetly.
Ginny smirked, "Are you?" and then pushed Harry in, glasses and all. She hopped in right as Harry resurfaced so he would get splashed.
"That wasn't nice," Harry snipped as he wrapped his arms around his future bride. "But the water is making your bra transparent so it can't be all bad."
Ginny leaned into kiss Harry soundly even as his fingers undid her bra with now practiced ease. Without breaking the embrace, he slid the straps down her arms. Gin pulled away long enough to fling the offending garment to the side of the tub. "Have I mentioned recently how fond I am of your breasts," Harry murmured kissing Gin's neck while cupping the objects of his affection in hand.
"Not of late," Gin gasped as Harry lifted her gently, using the water for buoyancy, to bring her nipple to his lips. She keened as his teeth lightly scraped the sensitive skin.
Soon Gin's hands were running down Harry's back and into his shorts to squeeze his bum. Harry thrust forward into her unconsciously. Ginny decided to up the ante and pushed the boxers over his hips. Harry took the cue and removed Gin's panties in turn and soon they were wrapped around each other making out...skin to skin.
Some part of Harry's brain...actually it was James whispering from the locket around his son's neck...told him to be careful and back off so he could take care of Ginny. His head pulled back slightly. "We're getting a little ahead of ourselves. I...I...I need to...make you ready," he muttered looking into her eyes.
She nodded, "You're right. McGonagall would be pissed if I came back walking funny."
"McGonagall?" Harry said in fear.
Gin shrugged, "She knew what was going to happen. She gave be a very strong pregnancy prevention potion."
"I am going to pretend you didn't tell me that and get out of the tub."
"Alright," she said following him out.
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Ginny summoned the vials given to her by Angelina and Alicia at the end of the summer before she scooted onto the bed. Harry eyed her suspiciously. "What are those?"
She held up one with a green jelly like substance in it. "This you will use to open me up. It has a numbing agent in it so it won't hurt as bad to loose my virginity. We should use it for awhile." She then presented a vial with clear liquid in it. "This is lubricant for you...also to ensure comfort for me...and the other two are for later...when we're a bit more practiced," she said with a hint more humor. This made Harry relax a bit as she drew him down to her kissing some more.
When Harry started to rub up against her unconsciously Ginny grabbed for the numbing agent. "Harry...Put that on your fingers."
Harry nodded and proceeded to finger his girlfriend as he had before but this time it was to make room for him rather than to turn her on. He decided to try to do both.
Ginny gasped as Harry brought his face between her legs. "Ahhh...I love it when you do that," Gin groaned at him. "That jelly tingles...but don't get it on..."
"My mouth is there at the moment...and this stuff is supposed to make you numb. If I put it on your clit you would have a hard time cumming...and I for one love to listen to you cum," Harry growled is a possessive and sexy voice.
Ginny gripped the sheets only slightly aware they were silk. Harry was opening her up gently scissoring his fingers inside her to stretch her body to accommodate him. Gin winced a little for the third finger but Harry added more jelly to right where her body was stretching the most. When Ginny started to rock again Harry added one fingertip of light pressure with the jelly. He continued with that pressure even as Gin had an orgasm singing beautifully for him. Harry felt her squeeze around his fingers and become even slicker. He bit his lip trying to avoid all thoughts of what it would feel like to have Ginny orgasm around him.
Gin huffed and gasped as Harry kissed around her stomach to help sooth her trembling body, but left his fingers inside her to keep her open. "That felt great," Gin cooed petting Harry's hair.
"I'm glad," he murmured.
Ginny urged Harry upwards causing him to withdraw his hand from her body. She took his hand and wiped it off with one of the towels from the bath before getting the lubricant. Harry threw his head back and groaned as Ginny's little hand coated him in the slick substance. It felt so good, but he knew he was already very excited.
Harry caught her wrist, "The first time is always short anyway. Lets not shorten it by getting me too aroused."
Gin giggle lightly as she lay back on the bed and pulled Harry on top of her. Both ideally wondered if Gin would freak out because of her assault but so far things were fine.
Harry settled between Ginny's open thighs and nestled against her. This wasn't a new position necessarily it was just the first time they both knew they were going to go further. Harry leaned down and kissed Gin trying to relax them both. Over and over they kissed, tongues mimicking what their bodies were about to do, rocking against one another.
Ginny was groaning as each time Harry's cock passed over her opening wondering if this time he would push in. Soon Ginny was raising her hips to meet Harry. This was what he had been waiting for, because on the next pass he bit Gin's shoulder rather roughly while pushed inside his future bride. She was so surprised at the pain in her shoulder; she all but missed the pain of losing her virginity.
"What...what was that?" Gin asked Harry as he held his body still so Gin could get used to him being inside her.
"That was something I read in the book I swiped from you this summer," Harry confessed. "It suggested causing pain somewhere unexpected to draw away from the area you expected to hurt."
Ginny pulled Harry closer as she kissed his lips, "You are amazing."
"No darling," he groaned, "you are amazing. You feel amazing."
With that Gin began to move below him, "And we haven't even really gotten started yet."
Harry slowly began to pump in and out of Ginny. He listened carefully to the auditory cues she gave him as to what felt good. "You okay Gin?" he panted even as the most amazing feeling of wet heat assaulted him. He had to resist the urge his father had told him he would have to just pump in abandon until he came.
Ginny moaned a little, "Fine...good...this feels so good."
"Even though..."
"Yes Harry...even though..." she murmured kissing his neck and shoulder. She was wiggling to get into a position that stimulated her clit better with little success. Harry tugged her hips higher and suddenly his pelvic bone was hitting her just right. Harry was rewarded for his effort with a deep moan.
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Harry was breathing heavily. He felt the tension curling in the back of his spine. Ginny was groaning too, thrashing a bit wanting that elusive feeling of completion.
Harry rolled over so Ginny was now on top. "Harry what are you…" she murmured obviously a bit self-conscious.
Harry intertwined one set of their fingers while tickling her clit with his other hand, still thrusting shallowly. "Taste my scar," he whispered.
Ginny seemed confused a moment then leaned forward tracing her tongue over the lighting bolt. Harry was holding on by a thread with or without the spell. Ginny's lips then pressed to the skin in a slightly sucking kiss and suddenly the world went away.
They both saw the flashing images. They both felt the overwhelming sense of wholeness and they both came.
Ginny gasped for air like her life depended on it. She saw what Harry had seen… life… their life. There was nothing terribly significant about the images other than the fact they were older and growing old together. Babies...Children...Teens...There was a family in their future.
The important thing was they had a future...together.
"We're gonna beat him Harry," Gin whispered snuggling into Harry's chest.
"Yes, my love, we are," he responded kissing her head. "We'll have our happily ever after."
"Good...cause I want those kids."
"Me too."
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A/N: Okay folks. Next chapter is the finale...the epilogue. The one thing I need to know from you guys is if you want a flashback to the defeat of Voldemort or not. You guys haven't exactly been enthused by the 'Project' work so I could just forego the topic and just deal with Harry and Ginny's future. Also let me know if this was too risqué for FFN.
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