Part Ten- Binding and Growing

Blissful sleep, undisturbed, just rest. Rest in the way it felt with human warmth. Human warmth? Ginny's conscious mind came to her with the realization that she was in fact between two bodies. One held her the curves of their bodies matching almost perfectly. The other held her hand and was breathing slightly against her forehead. The warm air smelled faintly of peppermint and chocolate.

Shaking herself awake, Ginny gazed at Harry's closed eyes. The person behind her was Draco. She never had noticed before how close in height they were; he could only be five-ten, short for a guy, but being five-seven herself, she was none too short either. She tried to pull away from Harry's grip, but he held her tight. As if she would disappear, if he didn't hold on. Her movements woke him he smiled at her and reluctantly let go. She sat up, Draco's arm sliding down her waist, waking him as well.

"What time is it?" She asked. Though it hadn't occurred for a long time, the feel of several hours' sleep was wonderful.

Harry glanced at his watch, "about ten. Heard you skipped your last two classes."

"Yeah well, I didn't want to go. Besides, it doesn't matter anyway."

Draco sat up and pulled her into his lap. "What does that mean?"

"Nothing, nevermind, I can catch up, no sweat." Harry moved forward to once again take Ginny's hands in his own.

"Gin, what happened?" She was silent for a while; she closed her eyes and spoke.

"I called Bethany a Mudblood…I said to her 'get your filthy Mudblood hands off my book.' I don't know why I said it, but I did. Why would I say something like that? I've never, ever wanted to say anything like that before." Tears drew wet wounds down her cheeks. Harry leaned over and kissed the wet skin, then her closed eyelids.

"Ginny, I know in my heart you would never ever say anything like that, and mean it. You have to be one of the kindest, sweetest, most tenderhearted people I know. You listened to me over the summer. Draco told me all about your words of comfort to him. You're even training to be a Healer! Cause you want to help people. Not because you're cruel and evil. What ever is happening, we're going to be here for you." He cupped her cheeks in his hand, wiping away the salty pangs.

"Love is through the good times and the bad. We didn't see it before because, being with two people at the same time is perceived as wrong. Well so is being bi, but through thick and thin, I'll be there. We both will." Draco tried to smile but it only formed halfheartedly.

"Draco, Harry, I feel myself ebbing away. I feel like I'm dying. Not physically but some plague is seeping through my body, wanting my flesh. So I can hurt and maim. Drinking fears and pains as though they were my life giving sustenance. I don't want to be that person; I'd rather be dead…"

"Gin, don't talk like…" She cut his words off quickly.

"I want you to promise, if I become that Lady Scarlet, I want one of you to kill me when you have the chance." She looked into emerald orbs sternly, orbs that were pooling tears of their own.

"I don't want to hear you talk like that, but I promise." Harry kissed her gently. Then Draco guided her chin to touch his lips with hers.

"I promise too," he whispered, "but I'd rather fight it first. There's so many things that I'd do before even just fighting."

"Whaddya mean?" Ginny rested her head under his chin.

"I just want to live in the now, not thinking of the future. I want to be naked between these sheets, with you and Harry. Nothing else bothering a good lay, except for love."

"Sex, now?" Ginny looked at him wide eyed, realizing that her thigh knew he meant "NOW!"

"I can't help but wonder, do you look better than Harry naked?" He grinned evilly.

"Hey…" Harry sat up and brought Draco forward for a quick kiss.

Ginny pulled Draco away to kiss him again, this time, taking initiative. She slipped her tongue passed his lips and he fought back. She suckled and bit, until Harry pulled her away from Draco and began kissing her savagely. Draco's hands were fast at work; he moved his mouth to her neck and ear, while unbuttoning her shirt. After the buttons had been dealt with, Harry moved forward and pushed Draco down on the bed. Like a lion on his prey, fully dominant he moved to kiss and probe him with a fervor Draco hadn't felt before.

Ginny had switched to remove Draco's shirt after discarding her blouse and camisole. She wore only her skirt and a bra that matched Harry's eyes. After parting Harry looked over and raised his eyes about the lingerie. She laughed and her face broke into an all out smile. A smile she hadn't worn in weeks.

Harry moved off of Draco and stalked to close the only foot that separated them. Draco sat up and crawled to her side as well.

"Mmm, I think Harry's getting naked first." The dark headed teen sat back on his heels and raised his eyebrows again. "I want to you Harry. I've wanted you like this for so long." She straddled his knees and practically tore the shirt from his torso.

"Mmm, perfection, isn't he?" Draco wrapped his arms around Harry from behind.

"No, not just perfect, wonderful."

She pulled herself up to kiss him. Draco moved his hands down muscular torso and dipped hands into the waistband of his pants. He pulled Harry back, both just watched while Ginny continued. She undid the buckle, then the button, then pulled the zipper down slowly. Underneath the black issued trousers of the school were navy blue boxers. Draco saw the hesitation as she slipped her fingers beneath the blue waistband. He slid out from under Harry and kneeled next to her.

"Let me help."

Two sets of pale hands slid boxers and pants as gracefully as possible. Ginny tossed them away. She stared at unhidden, smooth, olive-tan skin. He sat up, then crawled towards Draco. The pair had no trouble with getting Draco naked.

Once again Ginny sat and stared. So gorgeous, all mine… but her thoughts were interrupted as both pushed her back carefully. Harry slipped his hands behind her back and undid the three clasps that held on the cover for her breasts. Draco pulled down her skirt and matching green bikini. Leaving her bare like themselves.

Draco slowly kissed his way up her right leg, while Harry suckled and kneaded her soft pale mounds. At the thatch of curls, she thought he would stop, but Draco still continued. Ginny silently pleaded that he use his tongue and mouth on her. He delved his soft tongue into her belly button, then slid up and took her other breast. She convulsed and moaned under their caresses and kisses.

"Stop, please I want to…to you guys too…"

Harry whispered into her ear, "there will be plenty of other times, tonight, it's all about you love."

Ginny was sandwiched in the middle, Draco and Harry on either side, and sex all in the air. Draco's taking had been easier than Harry's, he didn't want to hurt her, but though insistence, the three became one. Following a rhythm that seemed so natural, like they'd done it all before. She moaned deeper as her orgasm built more and more pressure on her body.

"Draco! Harry!" Screaming their names in a voice filled with tangible euphoria.

Harry massaged and pinched breasts and nipples to the point it nearly hurt, but pain and pleasure were too blurry a line since the beginning. Draco guided her hips like he was dancing with her. Smooth torso rubbing against both sides of her body, sweat stopping the sticking of skin. The pleasure of it all made Ginny's vision go fuzzy, as though she'd been crying for hours and was now trying to walk a fair distance. Something deep inside was awakening. With realization, she could not just feel Draco and Harry's bodies, but the weight of their souls, the intimacy that they were feeling…

But it disappeared when she felt Harry's release. Her own came with his orgasm, and as Draco felt the convulsions of her body he fell into the wave of ardor. Left panting and reorganizing all three collapsed. The following moments were silent save for the deep panting. Ginny cuddled up with Draco on her side while Harry spooned her body.

"I love you Ginny," Harry whispered "I love you, Draco."

Ginny didn't respond as Draco said, "I love you, both." She shifted a bit and hopefully the issue could be addressed in the morning. For now she just curled in between the human warmth and let sleep take its claim.

"My Lady, you will meet my servant at the border of the Forbidden Forest. You will then come to me, and this will be final!"

She woke with a start; forged between two bodies. This will prove to be difficult. Ginny wedged herself out form between Harry and Draco. They both stirred, but neither woke. She quickly grabbed her clothes and pulled them on. Then she stopped.

Why am I doing this? But she turned to look Harry and Draco, naked in the bed. The crimson sheets and coverlet had been moved around in the night while they slept. The red spilled from thighs down, discarded material left the rest of their bodies nearly bare. Ginny breathed a sigh at the sight. Both had moved in the last few minutes to intertwine themselves with the space that had grown. Draco's paleness was accentuated with the wine color surrounding him, while Harry's darker skin was made tanner by it. They looked so perfect together, she felt like a very ugly duckling in their presence.

In the back of her mind Voldemort's hiss of a voice lingered, pulling her towards the door, while she continued to stare at the pair. It took several more seconds but she walked to them and reached out. She touched Harry's hair and ran a finger over his cheek. She then stretched out to touch a strand of stray platinum hair and his alabaster skin. The last time she would touch them, ever, she knew it all too well.

Good bye, my loves, remember your promise.