Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and I'm not making any money, blah, blah, blah.
Summary: Harry Potter is naturally good at everything, bloody hot, and in a rivalry against Draco Malfoy for the "appointment" of Hoggwarts sex god. Harry decides to start a little business to help him with his race. He already has sex with tons of people, why not make it more public? What happens when Harry finds someone who manages to woo his heart, and not just his body? Will he be able to cut down to being with just one person?
Warning: CONTAINS HIGH SEXUAL CONTENT-YOU ARE WARNED. DON'T READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE THAT KIND OF THING. SOME LANGUAGE BUT NOT TOO MUCH. IF YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH MY STORY TELL ME AND NOT FANFICTION, THANKS MUCH!
Yes, this story will eventually be Harry/Hermione, but they will be 'experimenting' with some other pairings first. Anyways, please, PLEASE leave a review!
Patti blushed, "Excuse me?"
"Sorry, erm, I didn't mean to sound so rude but you seem like you're afraid of me- of my manliness," Harry apologized. "So you're sure you like men, then? Have you ever given it any thought?"
"Well… no, I've never really thought about it, I just assumed…" Patti got even redder.
"Assumed what?" Harry asked curiously.
"I-just-assumed-that-all-girls-get-turned-on-by-girls-a-lot…" Patti spat out, turning an even deeper shade of red. "Does that mean I'm a…. a lesbian?" she fearfully whispered.
Harry thought carefully about how to word this. "How often do you mean by a lot? More than guys, the same, or less?"
"More," Patti muttered.
"Then you might be a lesbian or maybe you're just bi. Have you ever… been with a woman?"
"No… I've thought about it though. It has a lot better… results than thinking about men. I mean, no offense or anything, but even the thought of guys touching me kind of repulses me… maybe that's why I'm so bad with Dean. 'Cause I'm disgusted of him."
"Why are you with him then, if you don't even like guys?"
"I thought maybe that was how all girls felt—I mean I've seen girls looking at me sometimes… I thought I could change."
"There's nothing to be ashamed of, Patti. I mean, there are a lot of other girls who are lesbians, and a lot of guys who are gay; even here at Hogwarts. That's just the way it is."
"But I've never heard about any lesbians! Don't you think I would know since I'm the girl here?"
"Well… a lot of girls would rather confide in guys about stuff like this 'cause they think we will be less judgmental. You'd be surprised what you can find out just by being open-minded." Harry picked up Patti's shirt and pulled it back onto her.
Patti blushed and asked, "So what should I do about Dean?"
"Patti, you can't continue leading him on if you aren't comfortable… you don't even like him!"
"No, no. He's a great friend—"
"Yes. Friend, but that's all, Patti! You have to tell him."
"Tell- tell Dean?"
"If you trust him enough, yes. Otherwise you just have to break up with him."
"You think so?"
"Yeah, I do. Think about it; I'm here if you ever need to talk to anyone, okay?"
"Yeah, thanks Harry."
"Sure. See ya." Patti shuffled out of the room leaving a very bewildered Harry behind. Huh, you'd have never known she was a lesbian—she hid it well. Harry sighed and put his shirt and pants back on; this was turning out to be one hell of a long night. Hogwarts truly had a lot of problems. Oh well, at least Ginny was next—someone who he wouldn't be expecting anymore shockers from. Wonder what she wants to talk about, though. She didn't even want to say in her letter in case Ron would read it…
'Knock, knock.'
Speaking of Ginny… "Gin?"
"Harry. Hi!" Ginny fidgeted with her sweater. "How are your meetings going?"
"Ugh, who'd have thought people had so many problems?" Harry laughed. "So what's up with you?"
"Well I sort of have a favor to ask of you… a couple, really. And there's something I want to tell you… a couple somethings, really."
"Sure. Go ahead."
"Well, see, I'm actually going out with this guy now," Harry raised his eyebrow. "Ron doesn't know… actually no one knows. But the thing is—Harry, I think I… I think I have feelings for you."
"Feelings, as in romantic feelings?" Harry asked.
"Yes," Ginny hung her head. "And I'm- I'm sure you don't feel the same way- I wish you did- but I just wanted to make sure before things got too serious with, with this guy."
Harry moved over to the couch that Ginny was sitting on and picked up her hand. "I've never had a girlfriend, Ginny. I've had lovers, but never a girlfriend. I wouldn't know what to do. I wouldn't know what it feels like."
"Are you saying you like me?"
"I've always loved you, Ginny. But I've never been one girl kind of person…"
"Oh, I understand, Harry."
"Gin, it's not like that. I mean, I love you! Just maybe not the want-to-be-with-someone-for-the-rest-of-your-life kind of love. More like the school-boy-fell-under-the-spell-of-a-beauty kind of love."
"I'm not asking you to marry me—just be my boyfriend," Ginny said shyly.
"Then, Ginerva Weasley," Harry said getting down on one knee, "will you be my girlfriend?"
"Of course!"
"I'm not making any promises, though. I probably won't be any good at being a boyfriend, either. As for the sex, though, I'll be great at that," Harry added.
Ginny raised her eyebrows, "You might have to prove that to me… Harry Potter, will you make love to me?"
He grinned, "Ginny Weasley, it would be my honor. But first, let me cancel my other appointments… I want to take my time with this one…"
A/N: Okay, once again, I've got a cliffe here for you. But that's only because otherwise I would either have to ramble on for like double this, or cut it off in the middle of some juicy scenes. And for you Harry/Hermione-ers out there, don't worry! Within a few more chapters Hermione will be out on the prowl… she might even make an entrance in the next couple chapters. Keep reviewing and I'll be sure to update quickly!