The secret ren dez vous continued, but Ginny and Hermione worked out a schedule that was unbeknownst to the boys. Strangely, no one was lacking in grades. Hermione maintained her high average, and Ginny suspected that she was helping Ron more than usual in homework. Eh, she thought, it's the least she could do.
"Really? I heard that when you prolong foreplay, the sex is even better, gives the fella a rise." At this, Weasley snapped out of her daydream of what her and Harry would do that night. "What are you talking about?" Parvati and her sister were huddled together, talking, when Ginny interrupted them. "Oh, read this, it's a book of tricks that girls can play on their male counterparts to hype up their love lives." The cover read, 'Kinky Secrets to Get What You Want'. Curiously, the redhead asked to borrow the book, then made a duplicate. Reading through, Ginny got more and more ideas as to what to do that night. Thank god for books, she thought after exiting the library on the way to her room, to 'plan'.
"Ssshhhh! Hmm-hmm-mphhh!" Harry was laughing and kissing at the same time, leading Ginny to the Room of Requirement. "Hold on, let me open it, okay?" Ginny asked. "Umm…okay." When opening the door of the Room, she requested that the room have adequate equipment for her plan. Upon entering, Harry let out a gasp that was quickly muffled as he was pulled fully into the room. Normally the room would have a large king-sized and a coffee table. But for 'some reason', the whole room was lit pink and around the bed was a pink and black canopy made of fishnet. "What the hell is going on with the room?", Harry wanted to know, "Oh, I dunno, but I like it. C'mon." Commencing with the making out, Ginny pulled Potter to the bed and let him be dominating for a while. Before he could get to her shirt, however, the time had come for change. Breaking away from the current kiss, the beautiful girl asked, "Uh, Harry, you know when I said that I didn't know what was going on with the room?", with a grunt of agreement, the raven haired boy tried to kiss her again, but was refused. "Yeah well, I lied."
That said, Ginny pushed Harry up and around until she was on top, straddling his hips. Just lying there, Potter looked at her questioningly. Until, that is, Ginny reached under the bed and pulled out handcuffs. Then, he got the point and liked it very much. "You, Harry, have been a very bad boy, and I'm here to teach you a lesson. Got it?" During her speech, Ginny fastened the handcuffs onto his hands, and then lifted his arms above his head. At the got, redhead grabbed a certain area of Harry hard that made him groan. Ripping off his shirt, the girl trailed her tongue up her lover's chest, "Uhhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhh, man! Uhhh, yes!" if the Room didn't have a silencing charm on it, his groans would have been heard all over the castle. "Ginny, please, uhhhgodyes, ohh, please…" "Ssshhhh…save your breath, you're not near done screaming. In fact, right now I think I'll take a snack break so you can recover." Pulling out a can of whip cream, the girl smiled coyly. Ginny then slipped her hand down, yanking his pants and boxers down to his knees. Covering his nether regions fully with whipped cream, Weasley whispered, "Oh, I love sugar", and began licking at the confectionary, slow and hard. Harry's back arched as he screamed and cried in pleasure, until he begged Ginny to stop. "Well, since you asked nicely….", the girl let her boyfriend take over as they consummated their love. Over and over and over again.
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"That….was….goooooodd. Where….did…you….learn that?", Harry gasped, hours after Ginny's little tricks. "From….girls…in class." Apparently, everything worked out as good for Weasley as it did for Potter. Ginny turned her head from her exhausted position on her stomach and asked, "So…wanna make this a regular thing?"
Harry was sitting in Potions class three days later, wondering exactly much Ginny had learned from girls in her class, while in her dormitory, she had a whole new set of plans for that night.
"Oh here Harry, you know you want to…..", came Ginny's voice floating through the Room, though he couldn't exactly figure out where. The girl had left him instructions to come to the Room at midnight, expecting anything. "Ginny, where are you?" "Lay down on the bed and you'll find out…" Potter was on the king sized in a few seconds, ready and waiting, hoping. Suddenly there was a noticeable amount of weight on his hips and then Ginny appeared out from under Harry's Invisibility Cloak. "Whoa!", he uttered as he saw what his love was wearing. Barely covering Weasley was a black leather bodice and a fishnet skirt less than a foot long. In her hand was a whip, which she traced up and down Harry's body until he couldn't take it any longer, then….
The door of the Room of Requirement burst open as Ron and Hermione came stumbling in. Thankfully the door closed just in time for the silencing charm to become active once more, because otherwise the whole school would have heard, "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON! GET OFF MY SISTER!"
The scene was as follows: Ron with his shirt half off and Hermione with her hands over her mouth. On the other side: Harry on top of a now submissive Ginny in a leather dominatrix outfit.
"Wh-wh-what the hell? Why are you- my sister?", Ron was uttering inane things such as, "Who the-what the-meh?" "Ron, it's not what it looks like-" Harry tried to explain, but it really was what Ron thought, and more. Shock now turned to anger, "Get up, Potter, we're gonna talk." Obediently the raven-haired boy got up from the bed and followed his best friend out into the hallway. Thank goodness both were fully clothed, otherwise there would have been weird looks going around.
"Okay, what the hell is going on, and I want the truth," Ron demanded. "Well, honestly, I love Ginny." At this, Weasley almost grimaced, but he held his own and asked, "D-did you two have s-sex?" When Harry looked down without answering Ron yelled, "You took her virginity? Y-you were her first time, right?", Harry nodded, "I can't believe you de-girled her! You-you're my best friend, and she's my sister," the more he said it, the more Ron liked it, "Aww, my best friend and my sister! If you hurt her, I'll hunt you down like an animal and rip out your eyes, but how cute!" Harry just stared. But once he got the message, a weak smile played on his lips.
When the boys reentered the room, the two girls looked questioningly at Harry, then understood after suddenly, Ron grabbed his sister and began crying happily. "You're a woman now! Oh my god, Fred and George are gonna be pissed…"
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