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WARNINGS: Femme-slash.
CHAPTER TEN: New passion
Molly Weasley wasn't happy.
She knew that the kids condoned Harry's relationship with Snape, but couldn't understand why. Hadn't they all hated him? Weren't they the ones who complained about how unfair and snide he was to them? Yes, they were. Molly just couldn't understand what had changed. So what if he and Harry were now half-vampires, the only thing that that changed was the fact they had lost some of their humanity and gained something... something not so average.
While her children plus Hermione were busy eating breakfast, she snuck up to Harry's room. Carefully and quietly, she inched open the door and stuck her head in. It was just as she feared- they were sleeping in the same bed.
Molly didn't know what to do. Should she storm in there and wrench them apart? Or simply let it happen. Maybe that's what Harry needed, some decent direction in his life... maybe if she were to show him how wrong it was, then maybe he'd reconsider...
Molly was pondering these thoughts when a voice startled her, causing her to jump.
"They look so peaceful, don't they?" Hermione said out loud, after having followed Mrs. Weasley. "They're not hurting anyone."
Molly turned her head sharply to Hermione, averting her eyes from the atrocity before her. "No, I don't think they do."
Hermione looked up at her, her eyes almost pitying. "Why not? Can't you just look a little closer... it's obvious how much they really do care for each other. You can't tell me you've never felt what it's like to have someone love you unconditionally, and how good it must feel."
Mrs. Weasley was silent. Deep down she knew Hermione was right, but she was just too stubborn to admit it out loud. "Of course I know what that feels like. But that's not what their relationship is about. This would never have happened if Harry hadn't of been..."
Hermione interrupted her. "Yes, but maybe that's what they needed. A little push in the right direction, however unusual that push might have been."
"The right direction? You're calling this the right direction? If you haven't already noticed but your friend, Harry, is currently sleeping with a Professor of yours who is also, to top it off, of the same sex!" Molly almost exasperated, shutting the door quietly as not to wake Harry and Snape.
"You know that is completely irrelevant, Mrs. Weasley." Hermione said almost contemptuously. "It doesn't matter if they are both males, as long as they love each other. And yes, I think this is the right direction. Never in all the time have I known Harry for him to be so happy, even with the threat of Voldemort looming over him even more than before. I think that is definitely the right direction." Hermione had rolled her eyes when Mrs. Weasley had gasped at her saying Voldemort.
"Love? You call that love? You really can be a silly girl sometimes. That..." She thrusted her finger towards the closed door in articulation, indicating Harry and Severus, "... is not love."
"And just how would you know? Have you given Harry a chance to say how he feels? No, I don't think so. Really, if you're going to call me silly I may as well just walk away now. I will not waste my breath on someone so caught up on how they feel about everything and blind to see what good is coming out of a potentially devastating situation. You really have no idea at all." Hermione gave her one more disapproving look, before storming back off to the kitchen.
Molly was bristling in anger. How dare she be spoken to like that? But her conscience was beginning to butt in. She knew that Hermione was right in the sense that she hadn't bothered to really think about how Harry was feeling... but, Molly had to remind herself, she was the closest thing Harry had to a mother and it was a mothers duty to give their opinions on whatever choices her children were making. And since Harry was still at school, whatever he did greatly involved her.
Or so she thought.
Harry didn't want to get out of bed. It felt just too good being held by Severus, each bathed in the exquisite heat of the other. Alone they were mainly cold to the touch, but together they were as warm as the burning ember of a fire. The whole feeling of security was enough for Harry, and it pained him to think that their relationship may be forbidden.
"I really don't want to move, but I'm also really thirsty." Harry mumbled, nestling his face into Severus's neck. He felt his voice box vibrate as he spoke.
"Looks like you'll have to, wont you?"
Harry frowned, looking up at him. "Aren't you going to come with me?"
Severus shook his head lightly, a smirk playing on the edged of his extremely kissable lips. "No, I'd rather stay here in the warmth." He startled slightly as Harry punched him on the arm. "Well that settles it, I'm definitely not coming."
"No! Please... I'll do anything to make you come..." Harry said, smirking and raising his eyebrows up and down almost comically.
"Anything, you say?" Severus said, interested.
Harry nodded. "Yup, anything. All you have to do is name it."
Severus was well and truly smirking now. "In that case..." He took a hold of Harry's hand, and led it down under the blankets to where his cock was hardening.
Harry grinned. "This I can do." He said, before ducking under the blankets and planning on giving Severus more than he was bargaining for.
Severus's eyes widened, as Harry wasted no time. He was literally withering as Harry's mouth enclosed around him, giving him the pleasure that only Harry could give him. Vaguely he noticed Harry's hands move somewhere else, and only realised what he was doing when the blankets were pushed back.
"I couldn't breathe..." Harry said, before resuming his prior actions.
Severus wove his hands into Harry's hair, urging his hips upwards.
It was at this moment that the door handle rounded, and a head popped in the door.
Ginny almost chocked on her own tongue when she eyes saw the going ons of the room. Professor Snape, of whom she had always despised, was sprawled out on the bed with Harry's face between his legs. It was blatantly clear what was happening but she found herself rooted to the spot with utmost shock.
Severus creaked open and eye, and for a moment thought he saw something at the door. Shutting it again, it registered in his brain that he had seen something. Red hair... he'd seen a Weasley!
Moving as quickly as a flash, Severus lent up and pulled the blankets back over Harry and himself. He also managed to remove a confused Harry off his cock, who surfaced looking bedazzled.
"Huh?" He said, before spotting Ginny. "Ginny!" Harry exclaimed, feeling the heat rise in his cheeks. She'd seen him...
"I... I... I'm so… sorry." Ginny stuttered, finally removing her eyes. "M... mum… said I... lunch is ready." Harry was about to speak to her again, but the door was suddenly slammed shut.
"Oops?" Harry said, trying not to laugh as he looked at Severus. "I'm assuming she knew what we were doing?"
"What we were doing? Don't you mean what you were doing?" Severus asked Harry, smiling lightly. His cheeks were also tinged an enticing pink.
"Shut up, you were loving it." Harry said, his hand finding Severus's still hard and wet cock. He stroked it lightly, before ducking back down to give Severus what he'd initially intended.
After Severus had climaxed, Harry resurfaced looking pleased.
"Will you come with me to get a drink now? And I suppose we should have some lunch too, oh and try to talk to Ginny." Harry said, laying back down beside Severus and resign his head on his shoulder.
Severus raised an eyebrow. "You're still thirsty after that?" He said, causing Harry to laugh.
"Shit... I didn't know you had it in you to be so funny!" He was silenced though as Severus pulled him into a kiss.
Harry, feeling unfulfilled, kissed Severus back enthusiastically. He was as hard as a rock, and couldn't help himself as the contact of Severus's body against him gave him pleasurable friction. Harry groaned, needing release.
"What are you groaning about?" Severus asked him, as they broke their kiss. Harry's expression was pained.
Harry rolled his eyes. He kissed Severus and grabbed his hand, pulling it down to his crutch. "That." He said simply. He sighed in relief as Severus's hand stroked him through his clothes, and hummed in pleasure as the half-vampire undid his pants and made contact with his skin.
Severus increased his stoking pace, and brought Harry to orgasm. He had to smile lightly to himself at the look of sheer relief on Harry's handsome face. He really had grown fond of him.
Finally, they managed to pull themselves out of bed and Harry cast a quick cleaning spell on himself. After another hasty kiss, they exited the room and headed down the stairs into the kitchen.
Everyone was still at the table, and Mrs. Weasley was busying herself making something that looked like apple pie. Ginny looked up at them then turned away, her cheeks turning red.
Harry sat down at the table, and everyone else noticed them.
"Did you have a good sleep?" Remus asked, pleasantly. Harry had opted to sit next to him.
He nodded. "Yeah, Severus and I feel much better." As Harry said this, he sent a quick glance to Ginny. "Ginny..." Harry began, looking at her. "I just want to apologise for what you saw before..."
Ginny's eyes widened. "Oh no, no... that's okay." She said, in a strained voice that was much higher than usual.
"What's this?" Mrs. Weasley's voice entered. "Ginny dear, what is Harry talking about?"
Harry opened his mouth to speak, but Ginny beat him to it. "It's nothing Mum, I just um... walked in on Harry and..."
"She walked in as I was getting undressed." Harry said, quickly. Ginny looked at him with what looked like relief.
"Undressed?" Mrs. Weasley cocked her eyebrow. "But you're still wearing the same clothes..." She said, narrowing her eyes.
Harry smirked. "Mrs. Weasley, surely you don't expect me to wear the same underwear everyday?" Harry vaguely noticed Severus trying to contain a smirk.
Mrs. Weasley looked a little taken aback, raised her eyebrows and thankfully kept her mouth shut. But then, almost hawklike, she flashed her gaze upon Severus. "And where were you?"
Severus gave her an almost insolent glare. Harry noticed Ron gulp. "If you must know Molly, I was in the bathroom. I may be part Vampire but that does not relieve Harry and I of certain duties."
If Harry could have, he would have erupted into fits of laughter. But had to hide his face behind his hands. Harry managed to notice Remus looked rather awkward and was staring at the table, obviously not wanting to get in anyone's way. Fred and George had excused themselves, and it was Harry's bet they'd gone somewhere to do just what Harry was trying to hide.
This was the final straw for the hot-headed Weasley woman. Snorting, she stormed out of the door.
As if on cue, everyone in the room including Remus and excluding Severus burst out into laughter. Harry was leaning on Severus's shoulder, and just had to kiss him.
"That was great..." He said, kissing Severus between giggles. Harry didn't care who saw him.
"I don't see what gives her the right to interrogate the entire room. It's Weasley's fault if she saw something she shouldn't have. Besides, what does it matter if I'm in the same room as you getting dressed, it's nothing I haven't seen before." He smirked, raising an eyebrow.
Ron made wrenching noises, leaning over the back of his chair. "Yuk... really, its enough you two are doing that in here... " He frowned, but not really offended. Ron had come to accept their relationship, he knew how much it meant to Harry and it was true he could see the difference in his friend- Harry had never smiled so much.
"Shut up Ron, as I've said before- you love it." Harry grinned at him.
"Ron, your Mum really is going over the top. But Harry, it's only because she cares about you, it's not her fault she's finding it hard to cope with. It was only this morning that she found out, you must remember." Hermione said, respectably.
"Yes, Hermione is right." Remus spoke. "It would be rather hard for her, Harry. You must remember that to her it would feel like she was loosing one of her own. I'm sure she'll come around." He smiled lightly, slightly averting his eyes to Severus for a moment. That was something he had not expected when Harry had told him he was with someone. But not only that, Harry had lied to him. But Remus wasn't all that alarmed, it wasn't like it was something truly horrid, and he supposed that Harry was just scared. Nevertheless, Remus decided he might have a chat with Harry later.
Harry shrugged. "I know, but really... she's treating me like I'm twelve again. It's not like I can't make decisions for myself, and I really don't believe I've made any wrong ones so far." Harry said, turning to look at Severus with a warm smile on his face. "And personally, I think it's none of her business who sees me undress..." He smirked. "And Ginny, I really am sorry." He added.
"No, it's okay. It was my fault. I'll only be scarred for life." She added, a smile emerging on her face. Harry was relieved to find that she really wasn't bothered.
Meanwhile, Remus raised an eyebrow. He just had to ask the question. "Just what did you see, Ginny?" He asked, eyeing Harry and Severus.
Ginny's face went red again.
Harry chuckled. "Lets just say, Remus, that..." Harry thought for a moment. "... shit, I can't even think of a nice way to put it. Use your imagination, but not to the full extent. Oh, and if you do figure it out, as I'm sure you will, please don't tell Mrs. Weasley." He said in a whisper, leaning in closer so that others around that table would struggle to hear.
Remus just looked at him a little surprised.
The table was silent for a moment. "Please don't tell me all the foods eaten?" Harry asked.
Ron nodded. "Sorry mate, we didn't know if you were getting out of bed or not."
Harry frowned. "Damn, if I do ever become a complete Vampire it will be because of the lack of so called real food." He grumbled, standing up. "Lets just hope I can find something edible before I'm forced to take someone's blood." Harry looked back around at everyone to see that they were all looking remotely worried. Grinning, Harry spoke: "You don't think I'm serious!" He exclaimed, amused. "Damn, everyone needs to lighten up around here!" Shaking his head, Harry raided the cupboard.
After a few minutes, he'd pulled out some ingredients to make sandwiches.
"Don't think I'm making any for you, Severus. If you're hungry you're going to have to make your own." Harry called from the midst of his food making.
But Severus was glad for the interruption, the table was quiet and he was feeling quite awkward. He walked over to Harry and was happy to help make sandwiches.
"I didn't mean it, I will make some for you." Harry said fondly.
"No, I can take care of myself." Severus said, taking the butter knife out of Harry's hand. He paused though, to run his fingertips of the back of Harry's hand.
Harry shut his eyes and shuddered. "Hmm... I love it when you do that..." He raised his other hand and skimmed his own fingertips along Severus's neck. Unbeknown to both of them, everyone at the table was watching very interestedly.
"Do they always act like this?" Remus asked Hermione quietly.
She nodded. "Yeah, and it always gets worse."
"Worse?"
"Well, I guess that depends on what you consider to be worse. Ron here would find it utterly disgusting, but I must admit I find it rather sweet. I'm glad that they've found each other, despite the strange circumstances." Hermione said, just as Harry was running his hand up Severus's cheek.
Harry was oblivious to everyone else in the room. He just didn't care. Dropping everything, he pulled Severus in for a heated kiss, their tongues beginning an immediate battle. The gap between their bodies closed, and Harry and Severus didn't cease their kiss until they heard cat calls being hooted at them. Breaking away from each other, Harry turned to see it was Fred and George making all the noise.
"Geeze Harry, we're gone for five minutes and what do we come back to find?" Fred said, grinning.
"Turning this place into a brothel they are." George said causing Harry to smirk.
"I'll back that." Ginny said.
Fred and George gave her approving looks. "Said just like a loyal Weasley. Now Ronnie could do to be more like Ginny here, couldn't he?"
Ron just rolled his eyes at them. He knew they'd never change, not that he really wanted them to. "Shut up, I'm just glad I don't have any reason to say I back it. Unlike Ginny..."
Fred and George were looking at Ginny. "What's this? Oh... Don't tell me, you walked in on them?"
Ginny nodded.
"Ahh!" Fred cried, grabbing on to George. "No! Please, don't tell me you saw them doing the...?"
Ginny shook her head. "No, thankfully I didn't see that. Although I did see something almost as horrid." Ginny felt like asking Snape, in front of everyone, if he'd had a good time. But didn't, because she knew that the man could possibly prove to be lethal when provoked.
"Merlin, do you guys just want me to tell you what we were doing?" Harry said, huffing and turning back to his sandwiches.
"Yeah, that could be helpful mate." Fred said, grinning.
Harry rolled his eyes. "Trust me Fred, you don't want to know." He paused. "Or do you...?" Harry said, a smile emerging on his face. That was something he'd never even considered.
"Now don't you go thinking things that may not even be true, Harry. It wouldn't do to make false accusations." Fred had an eyebrow raised, looking at George for a slight moment.
Could it be possible? Harry wasn't sure, and didn't know whether or not to push it in a room full of people. "Alright, you'll be hearing nothing from me." He said, finally finishing his sandwich and taking a big bite. "Ack, it really is like chewing carpet." Harry felt like spitting it out, but persevered.
After getting water to wash the carpet down, he and Severus sat back down at the table and actually made quite short work of their food.
"Food really is the worst part of the day." Harry grumbled. "If only we had some whisky..." He smiled lightly.
"Whisky?" Remus said, looking at Harry amusedly.
Harry nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah, it's the only thing that tastes any good! Oh, but we better not give any to Hermione, she goes a little silly." Harry grinned at her.
Hermione blushed. "I do not. You're the one who goes silly."
Harry just laughed. "Sure 'Mione, sure." But Harry jumped out of his seat. "I know Sirius used to like a drink, maybe there's something of his left here..." There was a sad notion in his voice, but Harry had finally come to terms with his grief. He rummaged through the cupboard again, and was amazed to find there actually was heaps of things in there, and even some that looked like they'd been there as long as the house.
After around ten minutes of pulling stuff out, Harry was beginning to give up hope. That was until he spotted a dusty bottle right at the back. "BINGO!" He cried, pulling it out and using a tea towel to dust it off. It was whisky, and Harry was ecstatic. He pulled off the top and smelt it, before tasting it. "Oh... it burns nicely." He said, shuddering.
"Harry, do you really think you should be drinking that at two O'clock in the afternoon?" Said Remus, smirking lightly.
Harry nodded. "Yeah, I don't see why not. Would you like a glass? Come on Remy, I know you want some..." Harry waved the bottle in front of the Lycanthrope's eyes.
Almost reluctantly, Remus nodded.
"Great!" Harry cried, then counted the number of people in the room. "Right, so there's eight of us." He pulled out his wand and conjured up the right amount of glasses, then poured some of the brown liquid into them. Harry handed them around.
"Thanks mate." Fred and George both said, grinning.
But Hermione was looking at her glass like it contained some sort of slimy creature.
"What if Mum comes back, Harry?" Said Ron, frowning. "She wont like it that we're drinking, and I really don't think she'd like it if Ginny was drinking."
Harry shrugged. "No offence Ron, but I really don't care if she likes it or not. I say we just put these under a charm to make them look like harmless goblets of pumpkin juice."
"I can help out there." Severus said, giving Harry a half smile. He knew it would please him if he showed some interest and enthusiasm. He pulled out his wand and in a matter of seconds if was as if they were all sitting back and enjoying a harmless juice- or so it seemed.
Harry grinned like a maniac, and kissed Severus quickly on the lips. "Thanks, that was great." He said while picking up his goblet that looked like it was filled with juice but upon tasting it knew right away it was not.
Ginny was also looking pleased, sipping the drink like she was well used to it.
Harry sat back in his hard chair, trying to get comfortable. "These chairs really are a pain in the arse, literally." He grumbled. "I say we go up into the drawing room, at least there's couches in there."
Everyone agreed, and soon they were all up there. Remus found the old turn table and put on some funny old music that he seemed to have a passion for. Nobody minded.
Harry sat snugly next to Severus, and could help but be delighted when Remus had to sit next to him because of the lack of space.
"It's okay Remus, I don't bite." He grinned, feeling the warm liquid inside of himself. He had his hand linked with Severus's.
"I know Harry." Remus said, smiling lightly and eyeing their hand contact. Harry couldn't help but wonder what Remus was thinking.
Idle chat progressed, and soon the bottle was empty. "Well that was good." Harry said, not really affected by the alcohol. His attention was turned to where Hermione and Ginny were giggling about something. "Oh no, maybe I will be in trouble... " He muttered, trying to contain a smile.
"Yes, looks like we've gotten Granger drunk again." Severus said, not really intending for anyone else to hear. But Remus did.
"Again? Severus, you really have changed." He said with raised eyebrows.
Severus looked at Remus. "I suppose. Although some things will never change." Both he and Remus lost their looks of amusement.
"Hey!" Harry said, noticing them. "Please, I don't want you two to fight..."
Meanwhile, on the other side of the room...
"You didn't!" Hermione almost shrieked, her eyes wide as she tried to contain her laughter.
"Yup, I did... I actually saw Snape's cock!" Ginny erupted into another fit of laughter, and she and Hermione fell in a heap on the floor. They were oblivious to the funny looks they were getting.
"Was it... was it big?" Hermione snorted.
Ginny nodded. "Yeah! It wouldn't fit all the way in Harry's mouth."
Hermione's jaw fell open in shock. "You saw them doing... doing that!"
Ginny nodded.
Hermione was grinning crazily. "Damn, I wish I had have seen it. All I've seen is them kissing." She frowned.
But Ginny seemed to be thinking. "Hey... I know, lets start a little game, just between you and me..."
Hermione was instantly interested. "Yeah? What sort of game?"
"Well, more like a competition. You interested?"
"Yes, definitely. Quick, tell me!" Hermione grabbed Ginny's hand and squeezed it with excitement.
"Alright. Let's test our spying abilities and see who can see the most of their... interaction." She was looking positively evil.
"But that's invasion of privacy... I know I wouldn't like it if..." But Ginny cut her off.
"No, you misunderstand. We're not permitted to go looking for it... only to try and notice it. Lets just see who sees the most."
They were about to continue talking, when Remus walked up to them.
"What are you two whispering about?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. He was amused at their drunkenness, but also worried. He knew Molly would be furious.
Both girls shrugged. "Nothing."
Remus looked at them for a few more moments. "Alright, but I think it might be an idea for the two of you to go and maybe take a nap." He lent closer to Ginny. "You know what your mother's like."
This caused Ginny to giggle more. "Yeah, I know. Alright, but only if 'Mione has to come too."
"Yeah, I'm coming. I don't think I want to face Mrs. Weasley after what I said to her." Hermione said.
"What you said to her?" Ginny queried.
"Oh... I'll tell you later. Thanks Remus, we'll talk to you later." Both girls smiled at him, said goodbye to everyone else, and then made their way back up to their room, their arms linked.
Each lay down on their bed. "What did you say to Mum?"
"Oh, not much. Just that I thought she was being unreasonable about Harry and Snape." Hermione shrugged. "Budge over, I'm coming over there. I don't fancy long distance talking." She got up, and got under the blankets with Ginny.
"Really? How'd she take it?" Ginny asked, laying on her side and looking at Hermione.
"Not too well, she called me a silly girl." They both sniggered. "But I'm not interested in talking about that." She grinned.
"Yeah... " Ginny agreed, her eyes alight. "I can't believe it, but I think they look really good together. Harry and Snape I mean."
"Yes, I completely agree. I remember when I first saw them kiss, I just couldn't take my eyes off them! It was like my eyes were stuck in that position, it really is nice to see two men kissing." They laughed.
"I know- it's sort of exciting. But Merlin, you should have seen them... they were both so into it. Snape doesn't have a bad body on him either, not too bad at all. Never in my life did I ever think of myself ever saying that though!" Ginny exclaimed.
"I'd like to say I know what you mean, but I can only comment on Harry. I've seen him almost naked, and he's quite the looker. All the good looking ones are always gay." She sighed. "Oh well."
Ginny shrugged her shoulders. "Doesn't bother me." She said, smirking. She knew Hermione would figure out what she meant.
Hermione did. "Ginny!" She exclaimed. "Really? How come you never told me sooner?"
"I don't know really, I haven't told anyone else. Fred and George sort of have an idea, from something I said, but we all get along well enough for me to trust them. I don't even really know why I just told you, only that I guess I want to talk about it. You don't mind talking about it, do you?" Ginny asked, suddenly a little frightened. Her and Hermione had become quite close over the past couple of years, but they'd never discussed anything like this before.
"No, I don't mind. It's unexpected though, no offence but you always had boyfriends!" Hermione teased.
"Yeah I did, but that didn't change what I am. I think I only did that to try and maybe make people think I did really like boys, and because I don't think I was ready myself to accept it. But I am now, and I think I might even consider telling the others. What do you think?"
"That's up to you, but I think after what Harry and Snape have revealed it will go probably almost unnoticed!" Hermione said, smiling.
"Yeah, probably. Have you ever thought about it?" Ginny asked Hermione curiously.
"I don't know really..." She shrugged. "I've never really been all that enthralled by boys, but I can't say I've ever found myself really attracted to another girl either. Damn, I really do sound like a prude, don't I?"
Ginny laughed. "Not really... although..." She teased.
"Oh shut up, just because I haven't kissed every guy in my year level." Hermione came back.
"That was harsh! But Hermione, don't forget most of my boyfriends have been older... Oh, and I snogged a Seventh year Ravenclaw girl last year."
"You did!" Hermione exclaimed.
Ginny nodded. "Yeah, it was then and there I knew how I really felt. She was just so good... much better than any of the guys I've kissed." Ginny smirked. "What about you? There were so many rumours going around about you and Harry you know. Yuk, and even involving you and Ron." Ginny frowned.
Hermione laughed. "And none of them were true. What do you mean, what about me?" Hermione raised an eyebrow.
"You know, what about your love life?" Ginny said, her grin reappearing.
Hermione looked disinterested. "There's not much to tell, really. I've never had a real boyfriend, although Viktor and I got pretty close and when I saw him we kissed a few times. But that's about it really."
Ginny looked shocked. "That's about it? Hermione, you really need to get out more!"
Hermione crunched up her nose. "Yeah... I suppose. I don't know. I mean it's not all that great, is it?"
Ginny rolled her eyes. "Of course it is! Hermione, have you even been properly kissed before?"
Frowning, Hermione thought. "No, not really I guess."
"And you're not worried?"
"No, I don't think so. Should I be?" Hermione asked. She was great with schoolwork and books, but she hadn't spared much thought for this sort of thing.
"Well you are missing out on a lot." Ginny said, momentarily closing her eyes. Then reopened them. "If you want, I can show you." She said, more quietly.
Hermione felt her eyes widen. "Show me?"
"Yes... Do you want me to? I don't mind, really." She smirked lightly.
Hermione thought for a moment. She looked up to see Ginny looking intently into her own eyes and knew without words that it was going to happen anyway. Hermione gave a slight nod of her head.
Ginny, smiling, lent forward towards Hermione keeping their eye contact, before gently placing her lips on hers. She noticed Hermione's eyes close, and so closed her own. Gently applying more pressure, Ginny moved closer to Hermione and tempted her soft, feminine lips with her tongue.
Hermione breathed in nervously, and opened her mouth just enough to allow Ginny's tongue entrance. Apprehensively Hermione kissed back, beginning to relax after a few moments. She'd kissed Viktor like this but it just didn't feel the same. Ginny was more... tender. It felt nice. Causing her to smile slightly into the kiss, Hermione found a little courage and kissed back with more pressure, beginning to enjoy herself.
If Ginny could have, she would have smirked. Hermione wasn't a bad kisser, like she's actually expected- due to her inexperience. In fact, Hermione was quite good, once she'd found her courage that is. Carefully, Ginny put her arm around Hermione, and weaved her hand into Hermione's long brown curly hair. It was, Ginny found, actually really soft to touch. Ginny couldn't suppress a shudder when she felt Hermione put her own arm around her waist.
Hermione couldn't believe how good it felt to be kissing Ginny. But soon it became just a little too much and, with great reluctance Hermione pulled away in need of air. Hermione opened her eyes expecting to see Ginny smirking at her or something, but she wasn't. Ginny was simply looking at her with a smile on her face, seemingly happy.
"Did I show you well?" Ginny asked, her smile increasing in size.
"Yeah, I think you did Ginny." Hermione said, and realised her heart was pounding. She couldn't believe it when she realised she wanted to kiss Ginny again.
Ginny and Hermione kept their eyes locked on the others, and only moments later both found themselves plunging forwards to engage in another kiss.
This kiss was much different, however. This time Ginny wasted no time being cautious, and audaciously wrapped an arm around Hermione and pulled their bodies together.
Hermione breathed in sharply when she felt Ginny against her, and momentarily wondered if it was the alcohol that was causing her actions. Somehow though, in the depth of her thoughts, Hermione knew it wasn't. Her thoughts became mere memories as she felt Ginny pushing her onto her back. Complying, Hermione wrapped her arms around Ginny who was now leaning above her.
But, wanting to make sure she wasn't making Hermione feel uncomfortable, she pulled gently out of their second kiss. "Is this okay?" She asked, silently hoping it was.
Hermione knew right away what her answer would be. "Yes." She said, smiling up at Ginny.
Ginny smiled back. "That's good, I just wanted to make sure. You look really cute with rosy cheeks, by the way." Ginny grinned at her.
Hermione laughed. "Shut up." She said, and actually pulled Ginny down to kiss her.
Grinning into the kiss, Ginny carefully situated herself atop of Hermione and gently lay down on top of her, straddling her thighs. She shuddered when their chests touched.
Hermione couldn't get enough of the feel of Ginny against her, and found her self almost desperately wanting to touch her skin. With her arms wrapped around her, Hermione sneakily slipped a hand up the back of Ginny's clothes to feel the smooth, hot skin of her back. Hermione brought her other hand up to the same place, simultaneously pulling up her jumper and T-shirt. Hermione, focusing only on kissing Ginny and where her hands were, startled slightly when she felt hands on her own skin.
Ginny, loving the feel of Hermione's hands on her back daringly followed Hermione's lead and inched her top up and moved her hand in to touch the nicely toned stomach. Feeling Hermione quiver at the contact, Ginny allowed her hand up further, feeling her heart beat increase as she was getting closer and closer to Hermione's breasts. Almost teasingly, Ginny reached her destination and gently skimmed her fingers over Hermione's lacy bra before moving them in a circular motion.
Hermione gasped at the contact, and pulled away from the kiss.
Ginny panicked, and pulled her hand from under Hermione's clothes. "I'm sorry..." She said, looking worried.
Hermione looked up at her like she'd gone mad. "Sorry? Oh no, I wasn't complaining. I just wasn't expecting it to feel so good, that's all."
Ginny grinned at her and they resumed their experimental kissing and touching.
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