A/N: WARNING: This chapter has explicit content ( or semi-explicit content)! Read at your own risk!

Chapter eight: And Always Lick Your Hand

The next day there was a rumor going around that Colin and I were now a couple. Apparently more people had seen the kiss than I had expected.

"Well you guys were out side where practically anyone could see you," one of my room mates, Chelsea, said. "Not to mention you guys are always together."

I couldn't argue with that. The fact was though that I didn't really have that many friends. When I went out with Harry I hung around him, Ron and Hermione. Then I would always find time to hang out with Colin whether it was in class or when Harry was at Quidditch practice. But now I hate but love being around Harry at the same time. It's hard to explain. I love being near him but hate it at the same time. Just knowing how he feels about me now, or rather that he has no feelings for me now, it just hurts. So all I have now is Colin. Sure I could try to make friends. I could try hanging out with my room mates but the truth is that I probably wouldn't be able to stand it. They're so ditzy; the biggest problem in their lives is who their next boyfriend will be. They don't know what real problems are. The thing is I don't even know if I know what a real problem is either.

The rumor about Colin and I wasn't my only concern. The finals were coming up. Sure they were a little more than two months away but with Hermione breathing down my neck day after day, it was more nerve wrecking. One night I returned to the common room rather late after studying in the library. When I walked in I thought the common room was empty and I was half way across the room when I realized it wasn't.

"Hello Ginny," I turned and saw Harry standing across the room in shadows. My heart started to thump.

"Hi Harry," I said as Harry walked closer.

He didn't speak again until he was standing right next to me. He circled around me like a vulture would a carcass. Standing behind me he placed his hand on my shoulder and leaned in close to my ear. "Ginny, do you miss me?" he whispered. "Cause I miss you. I miss the way your soft skin feels against mine," he started running his hands up and down my arms, slowly. "I miss holding you in my arms and kissing you."

I turned and faced him. "Why'd you leave me Harry?" I asked, whispering as well.

He bent his head and kissed me. "I was stupid, Gin," he said after he pulled away. He kissed me again, "But we can always rekindle what we had."

I looked deep into his eyes. "Do you mean it?"

He nodded his head and kissed me again, this time slipping his tongue in my mouth. He pulled me against him and I felt him, hard in the lower regions.

I pulled back, "Harry, I don't know."

Pulling me close he looked into my eyes. "What is there to know? I love you," he kissed me, "you love me," he kissed me again, "what's there not to know?" I rested my head against his chest.

"I'm just scared, that's all."

Harry wrapped his arms around me. "Gin, don't be scared. I'll always be here for you. I love you, Ginny."

"You mean it?"

Harry nodded his head and that's the only sign that my heart needed. I pulled his face towards mine and kissed him passionately.

His hands ran up and down my body, touching places that haven't been touched in a while. I jumped up, wrapped my legs around his waist and he carried me over to the only large couch in the common room. He lay on top of me and kissed up and down my neck as he unbuttoned my shirt. When that was accomplished his mouth worked its way down my body and I moaned in pleasure.

"What if someone comes down?" I panted out.

Harry looked in my eyes. "Trust me, no one will."

While saying this, his hand found its way past my panties and worked into me. Back and forth his fingers went, going faster each time.

I pushed him off me and climbed on top of him. We were both sitting up, kissing fiercely. I felt his hands move from my breasts and he pulled away. I helped, with shaking hands, undo his pants. Sticking my hand in the opening of his boxers I pulled over his erection and began playing with it. I smiled, satisfied, when he let out a low moan.

"Ginny," he said grabbing hold of my legs. "Ginny, please, just fuck me."

So, he wanted me to 'fuck' him. Sure I wanted him just as badly but I wanted it to be special. I didn't want to just fuck someone, but make love with them. I kissed him passionately.

"I'm sorry, Harry, I can't"

"Why not?" he complained as my hand worked faster.

"Because, I don't want a baby."

"But, I'll..oh…I'll pull out. I pinky swear, I will, please."

But I shook my head. No, not yet. It just wasn't time for that. I constantly kissed him so he would stay quiet as he finished up.

Harry lay there, breathing heavily, after he was done. Then he sat up, put his member away and finished me up. Now it was my turn to lie on the couch and breathe heavily for a few minutes. As I did that, he straightened his clothes out.

"Harry," I said after I calmed down, "does this mean that we're, you know, back together?"

Harry looked at me sadly. "I wish it could be that easy," he stood up.

"What do you mean?" I asked jolting up into a sitting position.

"I can't just leave Cho like that."

"But you just cheated on her with me and you said-"

"Yes, I know what I said," he said sounding angry. Harry looked me square in the eyes. "Look Gin, us getting back together will take time. We've got to be apart for a while first."

"But-" I began but he cut me off with a quick kiss on the lips.

"In the mean time just think of us as friends with benefits. You know you don't trust just anyone with what we just did. So if you ever, you know, need help just come and see me." Before I could say anything else he left me alone in the common room. Friends with benefits. The words continuously rang in my head. As I started to fix my clothes before going upstairs I thought about it. He was right; I didn't trust just anyone with pleasuring me. I don't even masturbate. Harry was my first, well, everything. I have a fear of trusting a boy too soon. I'm scared they'll do what they want to me and leave. So Harry was right in saying he was the one for that kind of thing. I guess for now all we could be is friends with benefits.