Title: Services
Genre: Romance/Humour
Rating: MA
Summary: Picture this, a noticeboard, and in the middle, there is a stack of business cards. Anyone can take one of these cards, except for those under 15, and over 60 years of age, because they are either too young, or too old to have sex.
"Harry! C'mon, we're going to dinner!" Seamus called opening the door. Harry calmed himself and joined his workmates/friends.
That dinner was a nervous one. Dean was looking at Lavender, and seemed to be becoming quite stimulated. Seamus was glancing over at the Hufflepuff table and shuddering in disgust, and Harry and Ron were looking at Ginny with mild confusion.
"Do you suppose Ginny's still a virgin?" Harry asked timidly.
"She better bloody be, otherwise I'm gunna seriously injure the guy who took away her innocence." Ron snarls. Harry's eyes seem to pop.
"And if she is, and I take it…"
"Oh, that's fine mate. You're not diseased." Ron said calmly flicking his wand and muttering under his breath, "de waarheid onder de huid." Harry glowed green for a moment. "Yep, you're safe, no STD's or anything else for you."
"I'm glad you trust me so much…" Harry said sarcastically.
"Look Ginny, Twelve O'clock." Dean muttered under his breath. Ginny walked over slowly and sat right next to Harry she placed her hand on Harry's knee and raised it higher and higher till he became erect. Ginny whispered in his ear.
"There is plenty more where that came from, see you at 6pm tomorrow Harry." She took her hand away from his privates and walked away slowly.
Ron takes out the four small cards in his pocket and checks all of them for places to do it. "Dean, Lavender will be in her bed, she'll be in the Common Room to sneak you up there though. Seamus, Hannah will be in the Prefect Bathrooms. Neville, Luna's in the Library, and Harry, Ginny will be in Class Room 235…" Ron breathes to his workers/friends.
"235? The Dungeons?" Neville asks.
"Kinky… She's gunna want chains and whips…" Seamus winked.
"Who's going to want chains and whips, Seamus?" Hermione asked.
"Harry… umm... You better bloody where a condom." Ron said while pushing away his unfinished dinner plate.
This was a first for Ron; for once in his life he wasn't hungry. Hermione sighs and walks away.
"Oh good one, Ron." Harry says.
"What?" Ron said with a confused look on his face.
"Never mind Ron, are you alright?" Harry asked.
"Yea, sure, fine, never better." Ron added.
"Are you sure you want me to sleep with Ginny?" Harry asked.
"I wouldn't have it any other way." Ron said.
"Really?"
"Yea, course." Ron said, got up from the table and walked off.
Once Harry had gotten up to the common room he noticed a familiar face sitting alone in the corner all by herself. He walked over to her and sat down beside her.
"Haven't seen much of you lately." Hermione's bitter voice came across to him.
"Haven't seen much of you either." Harry continued.
"Oh what's that meant to mean?" Hermione snapped and looked him dead straight in the eye.
"Nothing." Harry stopped.
"So any good screws lately?" Hermione said once again sounding sour.
"Is that what this is about?" Harry asked.
"Yes. It's wrong." Hermione said plain, clear and loud; making a few heads turn.
"Hermione keep your voice down. I use protection and all."
"Oh… so that makes its alright then?" Hermione exclaimed.
"Hermione…" Harry was cut off.
"Don't you Hermione me… let me hear you say that what you are doing is right." Hermione demanded.
"Hermione…" Harry's plea was again cut off.
"You know what Harry; do whatever you like you're a big boy now." Hermione said as she got up and walked up to the girls' dormitory.
Harry opened the door to his dormitory and saw all the boys getting ready for tomorrows events.
"Neville, here you can use this rubdown cream for a witch that finds it hard to orgasm. You see Ron has told us a lot about Luna." Dean said formally.
"So? How are ya gunna set up, guys?" Harry asks.
"Well… I'm gunna leave Lav to set up, I mean, it is her bed…" Dean grins.
"I'm gunna make the bathrooms all pretty; I'll be waiting in the water." Seamus winks.
"I can't do much at the library, except block off the area and glamour it, so I could make it comfier, less dusty, etcetera, etcetera." Neville smiles slightly.
"I'll go kinky… Whips, chains, everything." Harry smirks. "I hope she likes it…" He adds as an afterthought. Dean's eyes flicker and he grins a bit differently.
"Kinky requires an audience…" He mutters to himself. "And I know just the person…"
Harry closed the door and laid back in his bed listing to all the sexual conversation that was going on between all the boys and was thinking about the conversation that he had just had with Hermione. He thought how good her hair smelled and how she had grown over the holidays. She is now sixteen and she has bloomed like a rose. Harry thought about all of her curves in all the right places and her smile, no one has that smile. When Harry thought of Hermione he rapidly became excited; "How can I become so excited to different kinda people?" He thought. At this moment Ron ripped open the curtain.
"Harry…" Ron stopped in his tracks and Harry quickly covered up his lump in his pants.
"Oi… Do you ever knock?" Harry jumped.
"It's a curtain Harry; and besides, how do I know that you're getting it off in your bed?" Ron giggled.
"I wasn't 'Getting it off' I don't do that shit." Harry said surprised as his erection went down.
"Mmm… Ok Harry." Ron said sarcastically.
"I don't." Harry persuaded.
"Ok… look here are some condoms ok." Ron said showing Harry the protection.
"It's ok Ron I have protection." Harry said.
"Well I bought these for you." Ron continued.
"Truly Ron I have some right in this draw." Harry said pointing to his bedside table.
"Take the fucking condoms will ya?" Ron projected.
"Ok mate, alright." Harry agreed and took them.
"Thanks… … … … I'd feel more safe… well you know." Ron said while he was looking down.
"Yea… I know mate." Harry said and got up off the bed and gave Ron a brotherly hug.
A/N second installment of Services. We hope you enjoyed it. Feel free to review.