Ginny awoke the next morning feeling quite refreshed. She had expected to be in the hospital for at least a couple of days, but the doctors had heeled her just about completely. She knew without having to ask that she would be able to go home today.
She shifted her body weight a little and felt Harry beside her. She smiled, and thought about how natural it was to feel him there with her. She had only woken twice beside him, but already her body was beginning to know his, to fold against his as only a lover's might, mending with him as if they were two parts of the same whole. Ginny grabbed his arm and held it a little tighter around her. She felt the ring on his finger rub against something metal, on hers.
Startled she looked down at her hand. She had expected that a piece of the hospital equipment had somehow got stuck around her hand. When she saw the ring on her finger her mouth formed a small 'Oh' of surprised. She looked carefully at it, taken in all the details. She hadn't exaggerated earlier when she thought of its beauty. It was a gold band, with three emerald stones upon it. The middle emerald was the biggest there was a gold heart engraved in the center of it. The gold band on the ring wasn't standard like other rings were, It had the word "love" written on it, all the way around it, in a small cursive, but elegantly beautiful hand writing style. The word was also green, the same color as the emeralds, the same color as Harry's eyes, the same color as his mothers eyes.
With that thought Ginny understood why Harry had been wearing these rings around all the time. Sometimes caressing them in his hands, and staring at them when he thought no one was looking. They were his parent's rings, his parent's wedding rings. She understood what it had meant for him to give her his mother ring. It was the only thing he possessed of hers. She also knew what it could mean, what she hoped it would mean, marriage.
Harry stirred and woke up, he listen to Ginny's breathing for a moment and assumed she was asleep. When she rolled over on top of him, his eyes widened in surprised. She kissed him, not giving him time to warm up, to her, or to adjust to waking up. She gave him a full unchaste kiss, exploring his mouth with hers, as if this was the first and last time she would be able to do so. Minuets passed before she had to draw back to catch her breath, when she could finally breath she looked into his eyes, and said "yes".
Harry looked up at her, and began to speak, but before the words could come out of his mouth a small 'gasp' escaped from between his parted lips. He noticed her face, the beauty of it, the seriousness of it. She had a blazing look in her eyes, and an eagerness in her body language. He watched the smile spread across her face grown even bigger, and as he did so he knew that she was truly his. He didn't need to tell her she could wait to answer, or any thing as ridiculous as that. She had said yes to the question he hadn't asked with words, and more than that she truly meant it.
Ginny continued looking down into Harry's eyes, she could see all the things he thought about play across his face. First his surprise, then his need to explain to her that she didn't have to answer yet, then his total understanding that her answer was yes, before he'd even giving her the ring, and it would always be the same. She saw another emotion cross his face, and this time his body reacted at the same time as the emotion. It mimicked the desire for her that he felt, the love, the lust, the need.
She felt him grow firm below her, she felt him pressing into her womanhood and she blushed despite herself. It wasn't the first time she had felt him grow hard and press into her body, and it damn well better not be the last.
The previous time it had happened, she had initiated it just as she did this time. It was the last time they had slept in the bed together. When he was sleep she had felt him grow hard that time also, and she had loved it. She'd repeatedly pressed her bottom into him, and moved just a little, she had been curious, and while she wasn't getting sexually satisfied that time it had still felt good, and she had gotten the chance to satisfy a bit of curiousity about his body. Of course every time he had awoken, she'd pretended to sleep. She didn't want him to think she was some type of pervert. Because she wasn't, but with Harry she just couldn't help herself.
In any advent, Ginny couldn't help but think this time it was different. And it wasn't because of the fact that he was awoke, or atleast that wasn't the only difference. The main reason it was different though was because looking down into his eyes made it seem so damn intimate. His eyes promised pleasure, and with his member pressing against her so hard she had no doubt at all that he would deliver.
Looking up into Ginny's eyes, Harry saw the same need that he had within her. He more than saw her need though, he felt it, with his fingers on her back, pulling her into him for a kiss and with her body pressing into his, almost grinding.
While he had fell a sleep fully clothes, in his dress robes, the only thing she had on was a hospital gown. The type of gown that was white and almost see through. The back of it was slightly open. It was almost like a robe in the fact that a string is what kept it closed. Through her gown, he could feel her body reacting to his, she was warm, and slightly wet. Her body began to move in a slow motion, against his. She leaned down to kiss him, and moaned into his mouth.
Harry's breathing speed up, as he listened to the panting and moans Ginny had began to whimper. He slipped his hand, through the opening of the back of her gown, and ran them up her bare back. Ginny grinded a little harder against him, and her backed arched as his fingers ran over all the delicate curves of it. Her body slid up on him so that her womanhood was straddling the base of his organ. She reluctantly drew away from the kiss, because it was too awkward to hold in such a position.
Harry felt disappointed at the fact that was no longer kissing him. Her lips were so sweet, and her kiss so passionate and firm, that he couldn't help but miss it. But his disappointment didn't have much time to settle in. When Ginny slid up, not only did her pussy grind against the base of his cock, his spot, but the round of her breast came into contact with his lips. With out even thinking about it Harry drew her nipples into his mouth.
She still had the gown own, so he tasted cloth. But the material of it was so thin that that particular taste was faint. In fact he could taste right through the cloth and there he tasted something he had never tasted before. How do you describe it with mere words? She was sweet, but tart, It wasn't exactly the taste of candy, in fact it was nothing like it at all, but the word 'candy' was the closes one in the English dictionary he could use. The feel of the center of her nipple running over his tongue was both soft, and firm. He used his teeth to gently pull at her nipple as he slid his hand against the curves of her lower body. When his hands reached her panty line he slipped his thumbs in on each side, and laced his fingers together over the round of her ass.
Ginny bucked her hips into Harry, as he held her closer to him. The feel of his mouth on her breast was driving her crazy with pleasure. The fact that she still had the gown on made the pleasure all the more. His mouth was so wet and warm. The material of the gown rubbing against her felt like silk. She began to fasten her pace, grinding into his member so that pleasure was almost painful. The only way the two of them could have been closer was if he was actually inside of her.
As if reading her mind, Harry thoughts strayed to actually being inside of her. He unlaced his hands from over her panties and slipped them inside. For the first time in his life he was actually touching the treasures of a woman. He intended to pull her panties down, to undress her fully, and then his self, so that he could truly make love to her. But the pleasure of touching her bare body, combined with the feeling of her pussy lips, folding around his dick, and the steady pace of grinding into her was beginning to be too much.
Harry's climax had started to build just about as soon as Ginny got a top of him. It was past the part of gathering energy, he was ready to explode. So as not to gross Ginny out, or spoil his clothes, he spoke up.
" I don't think I'll be able to last much longer Ginny."
"I don't care." She said, in a voice that was almost a whimper.
"You don't understand Ginny." Harry said, he pause to swallow and before he spoke again he bit down on his tongue, hard. To distract him from his pleasure, When he felt it was safe to say something else he continued, "I'm about to…"
But before the words got out of his mouth there was a loud knock at the door. Ginny froze, for a second a horrified look crossed her face. The thought crossed her mind that who ever was on the other side of the door heard them, and was about to walk in. She rolled off of Harry, even almost getting caught she was reluctant to do so. She sat up in the bed, and placed her back against the headboard. Harry stood up, and tried to straighten out his clothes, as Ginny said come in.
Xanth opened the door and came in, he closed it behind him and placed his back to it. Guarding the only entrance to the room. He had changed from the dress robes, that he had worn to the wedding, he was now dressed in his usually attire, all black. When he spoke his voice was low, and seductive, hinting at pleasures of the body that could be only giving in secret, it was the voice he always used.
"I thought that I should inform you, that you're about to have company. I kept everyone from coming in here yesterday, but nothing short of fighting them will keep them at bay to day. I figured that you might not have wanted them appearing on the current scene."
"Thank you," Harry said. He looked at Ginny who blushed, she appreciated the warning, and understood that Xanth knew exactly what was going on in the room a moment before he opened the door. She could only hope he'd keep silent, for some reason though she knew she didn't really have to worry about that, Xanth wasn't the talkative type most of the time, so if the other Weasley's found out what happened she knew it would because Harry or herself told them. Looking at Harry, who looked confident, yet slightly embarrassed at having Xanth know what had happened between them, she knew that neither of them were going to tell anytime soon.
"Its not a problem." Xanth said. "But both Bill and Lupin are coming in here also, being what they are they will be able to smell what you were doing."
Ginny looked horrified again, Bill was her older brother, and while If Ron knew what was happening he would probably be ok with it, If bill knew he would probably kill her. She looked up at Harry to see his reacting to the news, strangely enough he didn't seem worried. When he took out his wand she understood why, sort of.
Harry withdrew his wand from his robes, he was surprised that it hadn't bent or broken with all the grinding he and Ginny had just done. He pointed it at his-self first, his clothes straightened, then his hair became a little less unruly. He pointed it at Ginny and changed her clothes out of the hospital gown. The gown had a slit in the back and it was gaping open a bit, if her parents saw in it, and then realized Harry had spent the night, they would wonder what all had happened doing that night. He dressed her in a plain witches gown, something that her parents could assume a nurse gave to her. Finally he waved his wand a round the room, he didn't replace the smell of sex with another smell; instead he just neutralized it, making the room smell like any other hospital room.
"Not a problem" Harry said, when he was done. He looked at Ginny and saw the surprise on her face. Not every wizard could change the appearance of there clothes, and even less of those could change the appearance of others clothes. Harry tried to hide the look of pleasure he had on his face from being able to accomplish this, he failed.
"Show off" Ginny said smiling. She still couldn't believe how strong Harry was becoming. First fighting the wolf, and now this. In truth though, she was really happy he was able to do all the things that he could, though sometimes it made her a bit sad that she wasn't up to his skill level. She couldn't help that, but almost everyone else was helping him in the up coming war, while she, his lover, couldn't really do a damn thing. She knew she didn't lack talent, she could definitely hold her own in a duel. But she wasn't really a warrior, while she could and would fight there was something too delicate about her, something that would hold her back a bit in a fight because she would rather do something else. She wasn't like Harry in the fact that he actually liked danger, even after nearly being killed every year of his life, he planed on growing up and becoming an auror, so that he could fight other dark wizards after defeating Voldemort. She had no other really special task that could help aid in the war and because of that she felt useless..
Harry walked over to her, and placed his arm around her. He could since her sadness, even wile she smiled. He saw how her smile didn't reach her eyes, how her shoulders slump a little. He started to ask her what was wrong, but Xanth opened the door, and all the weasley's came rushing in. Molly threw her arms around Ginny tears fell down her face as she muttered, " I was so worried," over and over.
"Give her some space mom, she isn't even hurt. Madam Promphey could have fixed the wounds instantly. These blokes has bound to be better than her.
"Oh hush Ron" Hermione said "although Mrs. Weasley he is sort of right. The Healers here are excellent, Ron did have a broken arm, and two ribs and he was healed pretty fast. You are ok now Ginny aren't you?" Hermione finished with a bit of uncertainty in her voice.
"Yes I'm fine." Ginny said, while standing up. She drew Harry up with her so that his arm, stayed around her.
"I'm just being a silly old goose." Mrs. Weasley said, dabbing at her eyes with a handkerchife that Lupin had handed to her. "It's just that, she's my only daughter, and so young, I'm just being silly." She said again.
Mrs. Weasley moved back, and her husband grabbed and hugged Ginny next. Before long everyone in the room broke apart into little groups. Harry, Ginny, Ron, Hermione and Xanth stood in a corner talking about the upcoming group trip to Diagon Alley when Hermione gave a little yell of surprise.
"I knew it," She said, she grabbed Ginny's arm and lured her to the corner of a room. The two of them began talking in low but fast voices. Ginny looked over at Harry with a question in her eyes. But before Harry could figure out what she was asking Hermione stood in front of Ginny blocking her view. She said something else, and Ginny nodded her head. Hermione nearly jumped up and down. After a few more words were spoken Ginny matched her excitement and the two of them continued talking.
"What the hell is that all about?" Ron asked.
"Haven't a clue" Harry replied.
Xanth looked at him a moment before speaking. "You know something did happened this morning that could get that sort of behavior from them."
Harry eyes widened. He figured that Ginny probably would tell Hermione that the two of them had nearly had sex. But not so soon, and he certaintly didn't think Hermione would have guessed what happened. He had done his best to cover everything up.
"The Ring" Xanth said.
Harry nearly slapped his self on his four head. Of course Hermione had probably seen the ring on Ginny's hand and guessed about the proposal. She probably didn't have a clue about what the two of them were doing, though seeing the way the two of them were talking quietly in the corner Harry had no doubt about that fact that she would know soon. He looked at a confused Ron and held his hands up so Ron could see, before speaking.
"I meant to tell you sooner. Me and Ginny are engaged."
"WHAT!" Ron bellowed. His jaws dropped and he stared at Harry as if would yell out 'gotcha, just kidding'. When Harry fell to say such a think Ron open his mouth to speak, closed it, then opened it again.
"Congradulations, I just hadn't expected the two of you to get engaged before me and Hermione." Ron turned his back, so that only Harry, and Xanth could see what he did next. He pulled a box out of his pocket with a ring. "I've been carrying this around for sometime, I just haven't figured out how to do it. And besides that, I love her, and I know she loves me but it's hard to not be a little scared. How'd you do it?"
Before Harry could explain he heard Mrs. Weasley give out a little shirk not to different from the one Hermione had gave earlier. He turned, and saw Mrs. Weasley hugging Ginny. Loud talking erupted from nearly everyone in the room. Mrs. Weasley ran and hugged Harry, she placed a big kiss on his cheeks and started talking about wedding plans, and such. Mr. Weasley had to sort of nudge her out of the way, he held out his hand to Harry and Harry shook it. He said something about always knowing this would happen, as he eagerly shook Harry's hand up and down.
The next half hour was spent with everyone in the room congradulating the couple on the engagement. Ginny had to explain over and over, How she feel asleep in Harry arms, and awoken with the ring on her finger. She left out a lot of the things that happened after she woke but she spoke in a way that seem to make Harry's proposal one of the most romantic one ever. Everyone seemed to agree. Mrs. Weasley said something about Harry being quite the charmer. Ron whispered lucky bloke, brilliant, simply brilliant, why didn't I think of it first? Hermione heard him, but he didn't notice.
After all the talking had died down a bit Mr. Weasley informed them that they would be going to the minister of magic to take apparition test later today.
"The minister of magic wont be able to give us cars for this event, unfortunately. So everyone wont be going. Just Harry and Ron. It wont take long at all, I'll take them there, they'll take the test and meet you back at The Burrow. Everyone O.K with that?" Mr. Weasley said this all very quick, It was obvious that he was ready to leave. The day was already getting late, and they still had to go to Diagon Alley.
"No" Xanth said. "I go where Harry goes."
"That really wont be nessaccary Xanth, we wont be gone an hour. We'll just pop in and out. Besides everyone at the minister will want to question you. If you come I'm afraid we'll be there all day."
"I go where Harry goes." Xanth said again.
"I really would rather you stay Xanth." Harry said. "I know I'll be fine, but I want you to stay here and protect Ginny."
Ginny opened her mouth to say I don't need protecting but Harry put his hand on her arm, and shook his head. She didn't say anything.
Xanth paused for a moment thinking, he knew that he had to protect Harry no matter what. But if something was to happen to Ginny he would be just as hurt. Xanth shook his head a little to the side. He would protect Harry physically this time. Meaning his body, while he would try and protect Ginny also, Harry was his number one priority. His body not his mind. Harry might be able to survive if something bad happened to Ginny, but he couldn't survive his own death, and so Xanth would stay by his side.
"Leave your phoenix here." Xanth said. "If something bad were to happen it could apparate and warn you."
"You know, I hadn't thought of that. Having the phoenix here, is as good as me being here myself Mr. Weasley. Besides that, Xanth's mind wont be changed, and he can carry me, so you only need one trip."
Mr. Weasley nodded. He walked over to Ron and grabbed his arm and disapperated. Before Harry held out his arm to Xanth, he made his Phoenix appear outside of the room door and, fly in. Only the people that had had the conversation about the phoenix , with Harry and Xanth new that it was a part of him. For some reason Xanth seemed to want to keep it that way. Harry didn't have any problems giving off the illusion. After all, his closes friends may have been comfortable with him being an animal, but he wasn't sure if too many other people, would forgive him that detail.