A Love To Last A Lifetime

Chapter 3

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters; they are simply products of the brilliant mind of J.K. Rowling. I do, however, own this plot line, and I appreciate the ability that she has given us to play in her world.

"Close your eyes, love, and keep them closed until I tell you to open them," Harry said softly into Ginny's ear as he stepped out of the fireplace, still cradling her.

Immediately, she obeyed. He spoke to her so gently, but yet with a force that contained passion. Despite Ginny's strong will, she loved it when Harry took control. It was a huge turn-on, and it was definitely working. The things he does to me! Ginny thought to herself, flushing scarlet. She nestled herself into his arms, savoring the last moments of the innocence of their love.

As Ginny wrapped her arms around his neck, Harry felt as if he would go wild with longing. He had been waiting for so long for this night, and he needed Ginny in a way that he'd never had her before. It was all he could do to control his, erm, urges. The walk to the bedroom had never seemed so long. If he didn't get there soon, then he was simply going to lose all sanity.

Finally, after what seemed like ages, he turned to knob and pushed the door open. "Open your eyes, Gin."

When she did, she found herself at a loss for words. A huge bed, covered in black satin with a black canopy occupied much of the room. Candles were placed all about, casting a lovely glow over everything. There was a door, leading to a grand bathroom in the corner, and a fireplace facing the bed. The drapes at the entrance to the balcony fluttered in the warm, summer breeze.

"Welcome home, Ginny", Harry whispered, planting a small kiss on her cheek and carrying her across the threshold. She responded with a kiss of her own, one that was much more passionate than the first, and saying more than words ever could.

He carried her over to the bed and laid her down. Harry was trying to maintain self-control, but it was becoming increasingly difficult. God, he loved the way she made him feel. He paused for a moment, studying her intently. She looked so beautiful, the way her eyes sparkled, and the way the candlelight played at her delicate features. She was beauty, she was passion. She was grace, she was fire. She was his.

At this pause, her eyes met Harry's, and she dropped her gaze. This was it; the last few moments of innocence. Harry was about to become a part of her, a deeper part of her than anyone had ever been. She brought her eyes to rest on his once more. They were shining, almost burning with love and desire. It was now or never.

Slowly, she stood to her feet, taking Harry's hand and bringing him with her. She gathered her hair to one shoulder, allowing Harry access to her zipper. She thought she saw the ghost of a smirk playing at his lips, and a flash of fever came over her. Still facing her, he reached around and gently slid the zipper down. As his hands made contact with her skin, her breath caught in her chest. His hands were like his kisses; rough, yet soft, and full of fire. As softly as he undid the zipper, he tugged at the dress. It fell in a pool around Ginny's ankles, and she stepped out of it. Feeling so vulnerable, she dropped her gaze to the ground, but Harry tilted her chin upwards, making her eyes meet his. Brushing a lock of hair out of her face, he planted a whisper of a kiss on her lips, and placed her trembling hands on his chest.

One by one, she fumbled with the buttons, and then discarded the shirt. She planted small kisses all over his chest as she fumbled with his belt, finally removing it with his pants. Passion was beginning to override Ginny's shyness as Harry pulled her in for a kiss. When they broke apart, she couldn't hold it back any longer. With all the strength she could muster, she pushed Harry down onto the bed and threw herself on top him. Their hands began to explore one another's bodies, and their lips were crushed together in a release of built up longing.

Without missing a beat, Harry flipped Ginny over so that he was now on top. They both paused for a moment, allowing their breathing to catch up. Harry's eyes wandered over Ginny as he took in her immaculate beauty. Her hands massaged his back, and he felt a need in her touch. He looked into her eyes, searching for permission, and she nodded. Not wasting a second, Harry slowly entered her, breaking the barrier of her purity.

Ginny kept her eyes on Harry's as he penetrated her. With the initial gentle thrust, her grip on his back tightened in pain. However, as they both began to move, her hands relaxed, and she was swept away by the sensation. At first it was tender, but as they continued, passion took over. It was as if they couldn't get enough of one another, and she longed to feel him like this for the rest of her life. It was forceful, yet soft, and each second brought greater pleasure. Their breathing grew ragged, and the thrusts became deeper, until they both reached a level of ecstasy, then came crashing down together.

"I love you so much", Ginny whispered, laying her head on Harry's chest as he pulled her to his side. She couldn't remember why she had been so afraid of this; it had been beyond amazing.

"I love you, too", he replied, kissing her on top of her head. They both just lay there, their bodies fitting together like two pieces of a puzzle, basking in the afterglow of what they had just created.

God, Harry thought to himself. Just when he thought that he couldn't possibly be more attracted to Ginny, she had proven him wrong. When she trembled under his touch, and the way her eyes seemed to say it all was enough to drive Harry to his knees. The world saw him as infallible, but he knew they were wrong. He had one weakness, one thing that could make or break him, and it was lying in his arms. She was lying in his arms.

Harry sat up, stretched, and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. The morning sun was nearly enough to blind him as he put on his glasses. "Good morning, love", he said, looking over to Ginny's side of the bed. However, she wasn't there. As if fate were reading his mind, he heard the shower turn on. Smiling almost deviously to himself, he tiptoed to the door and slowly opened it.

Ginny hummed to herself as she allowed the warm water to pour over her body. God, being married felt good! Nothing she had ever experienced to date could compare with the events of the previous day, and especially the previous night. She had felt connected with Harry in a way more profoundly than any other. She could still feel him inside her, as if he were coursing through her veins.

Suddenly, a pair of hands seized her from behind, and she gasped in surprise, turning to see an equally naked Harry in the shower with her. God, Quidditch had done him good! Ginny blushed crimson at the sight of his sculpted body. Although she had seen him naked the night before, it had been in the dark. Now, it was very much light, and she liked what she saw!

Harry allowed his eyes to roam all over Ginny's body, as he savored every drop of her radiance. She looks even better wet, he thought to himself, smiling mischievously.

Ginny noticed his smile, and her sharp wit took over her tongue. "Like what you see, Mr. Potter?" She traced circles on his chest in a seductive manner.

YES! He screamed inwardly. But, two could play her game. "I think the question is, Mrs. Potter, do you like what you see?" He pulled her to him, so that their bodies were pressed tightly against one another. She smirked a smirk that would put one of Malfoy's to shame.

"Shut up", she murmured, wrapping her hands in his hair and pulling him in for a kiss.

"Hurry up, Gin, or we're gonna be late!", Harry called into the bathroom as he zipped a suitcase.

"I'm almost done!" she called back through a mouth full of toothpaste.

Harry smiled to himself as he shrunk their luggage. Yep, he was officially the luckiest man on earth. Four times, already. Four times! They hadn't even been married for twenty-four hours, and they had already managed to have sex four times. They were seriously going to have to work on controlling themselves, but that would have to wait. It was their honeymoon, and Harry planned on enjoying it to the fullest.

"I'm ready, love", Ginny said, appearing at the doorway.

"Okay, then. I've apparated our luggage there, so whenever you're ready, we'll go."

"Will you please tell me where we're going?" Ginny asked, putting on her best puppy dog face.

Harry sighed. "Sorry, dear, but you'll have to wait and see." He winked at her impishly.

She couldn't help but giggle at him. Even when he was completely exasperated with her, he still found a way to make her feel like the only girl in the world.

"Come on, then, I'll apparate us both there." Harry said, taking a black cloth out of his pocket, as a smile played at his lips.

"And just what do you plan on doing with that?" Ginny inquired teasingly. Harry didn't answer. He simply walked behind her, covered her eyes with it, and tied it in the back.

"Just to make sure there's no peeking…"

"Help! I've been captured! Someone come and save me! Harry Potter, maybe he'll rescue me! He does seem to have a thing for saving the day" Ginny said teasingly, putting her hand to her forehead and feigning fainting. She felt a strong pair of arms catch her, and then her lips were taken in a kiss. "Oh Draco, oh Draco, where for art thou Draco! Deny thy father and refuse thy name…", she exclaimed in a dramatic voice when the kiss ended.

"You think you're funny, don't you?" Harry whispered into her ear. "Two can play your games, Mrs. Potter, I'll have you know!"

"Oooh! Bravo! Very good acting, Harry dear! How very Slytherin of you! Sounded just like our old chum Malfoy, you did."

They both collapsed into laughter. Harry loved her fiery wit. It had been one of the things he fell in love with about her first, and it continued to be the main source of his amusement.

When their laughter had subsided, he took her hand. "Are you ready, love?"

"As long as I'm with you."

At that, they both apparated to the small chateau Harry had reserved for their first week of married life.

A/N: Thanks for all of the wonderful reviews I received! I would love to have some more…(hint-hint)! LOL. This will probably be my last update for a while, because I am leaving Sunday for Governor's School, which is a summer program I auditioned for and got accepted into. I'll be singing and receiving vocal training the entire time I'm there, so wish me luck! I promise I'll find time to write, and you can e-mail me any suggestions, or just to talk! So, until then, ciao!