Chapter 2: Good times
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Ginny had been so happy when Harry had kissed her. Though she had been planning to do so herself, hence her arms around him. It was perfect, and though slightly surprising, she was so happy. The fact that the room celebrating Gryffindor's had suddenly fallen silent and were watching them melted away to the back of her mind. It was just her and Harry. The kiss was nothing like what she had experienced before. Her feelings were so much stronger than those of Dean. Harry was the one and only, the one she had always loved. Finally she knew the feelings went both ways. She had never been so happy. They broke the kiss after long moments. How long? She didn't know and didn't care to find out. She looked into Harry's eyes and smiled. Suddenly the silence was broken with a few wolf whistles.
Oh. She thought. I had forgotten about them.
She heard some nervous giggles circle the room and conversation starting to reappear, though the topic was not Quidditch anymore, but the new couple. Ginny looked around and saw Dean with a shattered glass in his hand and she almost laughed. She then looked at Ron who seemed to give a signal to Harry, as if giving him the ok. Harry seemed relieved. Ginny couldn't care less what Ron thought. If he had said no, she would still do what she liked. She had a motto, "Whatever Ron says you should do, do the opposite." And she stuck by it. But it would be better if she had Harry in one piece, and not torn up by Ronikins, the big angry big brother. She laughed softly and then looked up at Harry once more. She smiled as he motioned towards the porthole. Ginny nodded and they moved out unnoticed, holding each others hand.
They moved through the empty Hogwarts halls under the invisibility cloak. They didn't meet anyone thankfully, but it helped to be equipped. They moved outside and into the grounds, where they stilled stayed under in case someone looked out a window. Ginny smiled to herself as they walked close. It was nice to get into the night air after the crowded Griffindor party. Ginny had changed over the years. Her body had filled out, and she had nice curves in all the right places. She was almost as tall as Harry and she was slim. Her red hair flowed down just below her shoulders and had a slight wave in it. A lot of boys had been after her in the recent year, although she had only wanted one of them, and he did not chase after her like a love sick lamb.
A certain green eyed, black haired boy.
Ginny smiled up at Harry once more, who seemed to be guiding her somewhere. They were bathed in comfortable silence, so no one would hear them under the coat. She moved her eyes away from Harry, with difficulty, and moved them to the way they were going. The Forbidden forest was ahead of them, though Hagrid's hut wasn't. It seemed they were going to a different part. Ginny looked up at Harry for explanation. He just smiled at her. She pouted at him, and he almost laughed.
They reached the edge of the forest and Ginny looked in. She turned around and looked at the far away castle. They were all alone. Harry removed the coat from them and put it into his robes, then pulled her into the shade of the trees, just on the edge of the forest. Ginny was relieved they weren't going into the forest, though she knew Harry wasn't that stupid. She smiled and looked up at him, then closed her eyes and breathed in the night air. When she opened them again Harry was watching her.
'This must be the best night of my life.' She said to him. Harry smiled at her.
'Same,' He said. 'I mean, we won Quidditch!' he finished with a mischievous grin on his face.
Ginny shoved him playfully and Harry laughed. Then she caught him off guard and pushed him into the tree trunk, where she pinned him. An 'oof' was heard as the impact occurred, and Ginny grinned in triumph as Harry watched her.
'You better watch yourself, Golden Boy. It's not hard to break up with someone you've been with for a grand total of 10 minutes.' She said with mock foreboding. Harry put on a puppy dog face, mirroring Ginny's one earlier. She sighed in defeat.
'Except with someone as cute as you.' She said, tweaking his nose. He laughed.
'That's good, because I wouldn't be able to live if you broke up with me.' He said.
It felt as if they had been together for eternity. It was just so right for them to be together. They were made for each other. She smiled up at him once more then moved closer to him, so there bodies were touching. Harry raised an eyebrow slightly at her, questioning what she was doing. She answered by planting her lips on his. Ginny moved her hands slowly up his body and wrapping them around his neck. Harry moved his to the small of Ginny's back and placed them there. For long moments they stayed like this, until Harry opened his mouth slightly. Ginny moved her tongue in and stroked his. Harry let out a quiet moan. She smiled in her mind. It had been a lot harder to make Dean groan, and it pleased her that she could cause him to do this so easily. She intertwined her fingers in Harry's messy hair and moved her leg in between his as he pulled her closer. She was glad he was learning. Ginny had been slightly worried that she would have to start everything, due to Harry's… 'inexperience'. Although it may take some time for Harry to stop being shy. Until then she would wait.
She let out a gasp of shock as she suddenly felt Harry kissing her neck. She moved her head back instinctively to allow more room. She had certainly not thought he would get over his shyness so quickly. She let out a moan as he moved over one of her sensitive spots. He bit it gently, which made her moan again. He explored her neck a few moments longer before moving away. Ginny knew that he wouldn't go any further, because she knew him well. He was much shyer than Dean, and obviously didn't know much about what to do. He followed his instincts, and Ginny was guessing they were right. She smiled up at him and gazed into his eyes, which were on her. He smiled at her, looking slightly overwhelmed, but relieved. She laughed.
'Wow. I certainly didn't know you had that in you.' She said watching him. Harry just shrugged.
'Could say the same about you.' He said, running a rand through her hair. Ginny smiled.
'Harry, I just wanted to say thank you.'
Harry looked into her eyes, finding meaning in their depths.
'I should be thanking you, for making me so happy.' He said, meaning it. Ginny placed her head on his chest and they stood there for a moment, in comfortable silence before she spoke.
'We should probably get back.'
Harry nodded.
'Yes and on the way you can tell me about the match.'
Ginny grinned.
Over the next few weeks Harry and Ginny had gone on a few dates, and were one of the hot topics of conversation amongst the students of Hogwarts. Everyone seemed happy for them, save the Slytherin's, who weren't happy for anyone but themselves, and ones such as Dean and Rhonda, who were too jealous to do anything but scowl. Harry and Ginny ignored them. Ginny was usually bombarded with questions from the likes of the gossip queens and her friends, though she usually stayed secret with a satisfied smile on her face. The couple were often seen walking together with hands held, studying together and every now and then stealing a short sweet kiss in public. Usually they liked to find somewhere private away from the gawping faces of their peers if they were going to kiss. They were inseparable, and when they were away from each other, they were thinking about the next time they would meet. This usually meant they were both in daydreams throughout class which there friends could not manage to get them out of. If they tried to talk to them they would get answered by a mumble, or a slight nod or nothing at all. In fact the only time they could really talk to either of them was when they were together, though even then they were usually lost in each others eyes.
For them Life was perfect as it was.
One night Ginny was in an empty classroom, finishing her homework. The common room had been too crowded, and when she had returned from Quidditch she couldn't concentrate. Harry had stayed behind to help Ron practice, which he needed. She had wanted to stay, but knew Harry wouldn't be able to concentrate. So she had gone to do her homework. She had told Harry to find her if she was still awake and they could continue together. Ron had rolled his eyes and she had given him a death stare which almost made him fall off his broom. It had given her something to laugh about as she had walked up to the castle alone. She attempted to do her homework but failed from the noise. She left the common room with her homework in her book bag and went into the first empty classroom she came across, and finished her homework in peace.
She had just finished and was just packing up her books when she saw the door knob turn. She froze as thoughts raced through her head as to who it was.
A teacher. Shit! I'm gonna get a detention for sure!
But it could be Harry. I mean I did say to come and find me. Maybe someone saw me leave and told him when he came up.
But it could be a head, or a prefect. Oh no what am I gonna do?
She had no where to hide, and no time to ponder hiding since the door swung open and she stood like a possum caught in the middle of the road with the cars headlights on it. She just stared at the person who came in.
'Dean?' She asked, unbelieving. He stepped into the room and closed the door, staring at her.
'I thought you were a teacher or someone,' She said while gaining her composure. She picked up her book bag and swung it over her shoulder. 'I was just leaving' she said as she started to move to the door. She gasped as he locked it, stopping in her tracks.
'Dean what are you doing?' She asked, trying not to portray her slight fear. What was he doing here? She watched as he took a step away from the door, watching her.
'Ginny. Hi,' He said. Ginny watch him carefully. 'I was just looking for you.'
'Why?' She asked. She took a step towards the door sideways so she could get around him. He just moved to block her path. 'Dean, let me out.' She said as if she were talking to a child. He didn't move.
'Ginny I'm not moving. I need to talk to you.'
'Well Dean I don't need to talk to you and I don't want to. So let me out.' She said with a bit of impatience in her tone. Instead of moving out of her way he took a step closer. She stood her ground. He last thing she was going to do was show him she was scared.
'Ginny, I want you back.' He said taking another step closer. He was taller than her and she came up to his shoulders. She didn't look at him. He played with a lock of her hair. She looked up and glared at him.
'Dean, I don't want you back. I have a boyfriend now.'
Dean laughed.
'Ahh yes, Golden Boy.' He said, then leaning down to whisper in her ear. 'Mr. No Sex. Perhaps he should go pursue a life in a monastery.'
Ginny took a step backwards, still glaring at Dean.
'Not all relationships are about sex.'
Dean moved with her, taking another step towards her. Again he was close to her, too close for her liking. She stared up at him with anger. He just smiled.
'Ours was.' He whispered huskily. Dean traced a line from her jaw down her neck. She shuddered slightly and glared at him.
'Ours was a mistake.'
Ginny backed away again and was greeted with a hard stone wall, much to her dismay. She looked around for somewhere to go but he was back in front of her, blocking her by putting his arms on the wall, caging her. He smiled down at her, though not in a friendly way. More that he had won, and he knew it.
'You didn't seem to think that while we were together.' He whispered in her ear. Ginny looked desperately for something, anything. The door was at the opposite side of the room, and there was nothing near her that she could use. She looked up at him with slight fear and desperation in her eyes. Then she masked it with anger once more, though he had spotted it. He watched her with amusement.
'I was stupid then. I was too stupid to see that all you wanted was that. But now I have a boyfriend who loves me and respects me. And I do in return. You wouldn't understand Dean, in normal relationships it takes time, and I am more than happy to wait. I don't want to make the same mistake I did with you.'
He laughed softly and shook his head.
'Ginny Ginny Ginny,' He said, as if scolding her. 'Theres no need to get feisty. I like your positive attitude. Lets see if you have that attitude when you realise that you aren't gonna get any action from Mr. Potter the saint.'
The words hit hard, and she didn't show Dean. Her mind was reeling slightly with many questions. Her judgement was off balance. She shook her head mentally. No, what Dean was saying wasn't true, and she knew it. She told herself that and pushed the thoughts into the back of her mind. She looked up at him, into his eyes. He looked pleased with himself. She shook her head.
'No. Your wrong, Dean. You see unlike you, I don't live off sex. I don't need it. Losing my virginity to you was the biggest mistake of my life. I'm not going to make a mistake like that again.' She said bravely, though deep inside she was confused. He laughed.
'I know you know that's not true. You loved it and don't deny it.' He said. He moved in closer to her, so there bodies were touching. 'Come on, Ginny. I just want to make you happy. Be my girlfriend again.'
'No, Dean,' She said. She ducked, trying to get under his arms, he blocked her. 'Let me go!'
'No,' He said. 'I want to show you what you are missing with your saint. I want to show you what you've forgotten.'
'Dean! Fuck off! I said NO!' She yelled, looking scared now as he moved in closer. She tried to push him away, but he put his lips roughly on hers. He wretched her mouth open and stuck his tongue in her mouth. She tried to push him away but he was too strong. She screamed, though it was muffled. He was pushing her up hard against the wall and was running his hands along her body, groping at her. She tried to push him off again, screaming into his mouth. He pulled open her shirt, which was a button up. Buttons flew everywhere as her white bra was revealed. She wished that she had been wearing her robes or a shirt harder to get out of, so she wouldn't be in this situation. He started to move down her neck biting hard. Tears started to run down her cheeks. He moved further and she kept screaming and sobbing, asking him to stop. He didn't. He kept on moving further down.
Suddenly the door opened.
It was Harry.
He looked at the scene before him in shock, Ginny in a bra with tears running down her face, and Dean all over her. Dean hadn't seemed to notice, but Ginny had. She seemed to shocked and relieved to say anything and Dean seemed to think she had given in.
Harry walked up behind him and punched him hard from the side.
Dean was thrown onto the floor. Ginny fell onto a heap next to the wall, sobbing. Harry was torn 2 ways but moved towards Dean, boiling over with anger. Dean got up shakily and looked at Harry. He looked like he was about to say something but Harry stopped him by grabbing onto his shirt and shoving him into the wall. Dean stuttered
'I-I can explain.'
'No you can't,' He said angrily. 'Get out. Now. And never come near Ginny again.'
Dean looked like he was going to say something, but then he ran off, stumbling over his haste.
Harry walked over to Ginny and helped her up, hugging her tightly. She sobbed on his shoulder. He gave her his jumped which she put on. After she had settled down a bit he looked at her.
'Did he hurt you?' He asked. She nodded.
'A little.' She whispered. There's were red marks all over her neck and her lip was bleeding and swollen.
'He wont hurt you again.'
'Thank you for saving me, Harry.' She whispered.
'Don't thank me. I was just doing what was right.' He said.
They didn't talk about what had happened with Dean after that, although what he had said stayed in her head. She usually pushed it back, but slowly it founds it way to stay at the front.
I like your positive attitude. Lets see if you have that attitude when you realise that you aren't gonna get any action from Mr. Potter the saint.
It stayed in her head, although she scolded herself for thinking it. But soon she started to wonder, not if they were ever going to go further than kissing, but when it was going to happen. Indeed they were getting closer and closer, but there was no mention of it. She decided it would happen all in good time.
Though one night the thought got the better of her. Harry had come into the girls dorm with her away from their peers. All the girls were downstairs and wouldn't be up for a while. Ginny closed and locked the door, for no interruptions like they usually did. She sauntered over to him with a grin on her face. Harry wrapped his arms around her waist and raised an eyebrow at her grin.
'What are you grinning about?' He asked suspiciously. She grinned wider and traced circles on his chest.
'Oh nothing,' She said innocently. 'Well maybe I was thinking about something…but what's it to you?'
'Well since you only started grinning when you saw me, then I'm guessing it includes me.' He said watching her. She looked up at him.
'Well maybe I was thinking about you, as always.' She said.
'I still don't understand why you were grinning,' He said. 'Wait. What are you planning?' He asked suspiciously.
'Oh nothing,' She said, moving her arms up around his neck. 'Just this.'
She kissed him and he kissed back for a bit until the kiss started to become more heated. Their tongues battled for dominancy. They did this for a while, until Ginny did something unexpected. She started to move and pushed Harry down onto the bed. He looked up, confused. She smirked mischievously and crawled on top of him. He looked like he was about to say something but she put a finger to his lips.
'Shhhh. Wait.' She said simply, putting her lips on his again. He seemed to forget about it as the kiss became heated again. Once Ginny was sure he wasn't going to protest she moved her lips down to his neck, kissing along it. He moved his head back to allow more room automatically. She sucked at some sensitive spots and he moaned, she just smiled.
Ginny took tugged at the bottom of his shirt and he helped her remove it, seeming not to realise exactly what he was doing. She kissed down his toned, muscular chest. Harry let out occasional moans as she kept moving down and kissed near his abdominal mucles, then moving up again, teasing him. She knew that if Harry weren't going on instincts, he would have told her to stop, but instead he moaned.
'Ginny…'
She just grinned and crawled back up kissing him again. He kissed back heatedly. With one of her hands she started to unzip his jeans. At first he seemed to caught up to notice and she started to kiss back down, and he noticed that his boxers her in view, with his manhood straining against the material. Suddenly he realised what was happening. He sat up and Ginny fell off him, onto the bed beside him.
'Ginny!' He cried pulling his pants back up.
'What?' She asked innocently.
'We can't be doing this.'
'Why not?' She asked. 'You were enjoying yourself.'
'No I wasn't.' He lied. Ginny simply pointed to the bulge in his pants.
'Your...err…member there is saying something completely different.'
Harry blushed a deep red.
'We can't do this, Ginny. We haven't been together for long-'
'I feel like we have been together for years,' She said, interrupting him. 'Harry, you can't fight something that is meant to be. You can't deny you enjoyed it…you defiantly can't get away with that…so why stop something that we should be doing?'
'Ginny I just don't feel ready for it. I need some time. I love you, I really do. But I can't rush this. I just hope you understand.'
Ginny looked at him, making her mind up, he watched her seriously, which looked quite comical with the bulge in his pants. She resisted giggling, because she knew this was important to Harry. She smiled at him.
'I understand, Harry. Until your ready I will try to hold back from jumping on you.' She said as if she was a little child saying sorry sheepishly.
'One day, Ginny. Not yet, but one day.' He said smiling at her.
She nodded.
But that day never came, for not soon after that, something happened and there relationship was torn apart.
A/N: Well theres the second chappie! Long isn't it? well I thought so heheheee. I hope you all lyk it and please review o and ellen…you can't have the necklace! Love you all and remember to tell me what you think!
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