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I'm so in love with you II

10

05. August 1996

Harry woke up with wonderful feeling of Ginny in his arms and their limbs one big mess.
An hour ago Harry bumped into his beautiful girlfriend in front of his door as he wanted to sneak up into her room. They both stifled their laughter as Harry pulled her into his arms and carried her over to his bed where they fell asleep next to each other again.

He buried his nose in her hair and inhaled her wonderful flowery scent.
Ginny shifted slightly and moved her leg that was nestled between both of his.

"You know that it's creepy that you like to sniff at me like a dog, right?" Ginny mumbled against his chest half asleep.

"I don't care," Harry responded and started to kiss her awake completely.
A bit later they both stood freshly showered in front of the mirror in the bathroom.

"What are you doing there?" Ginny asked forcefully and stopped brushing her hair as she saw what Harry started to do.

"Shaving?" Harry was a bit confused and stopped midair to remove his five o'clock shadow.
His confusion just increased as Ginny took the razor away from him.

"Don't!" she said and gently brushed over his cheek. "I like it like that."

"You sure? I thought it would be to scratchy for you." Ginny shook her head no and kissed him along his jawline.
She smiled mischievously at him.

"I like you hairy."

"That was the worst pun EVER!" Harry responded through his laughter.
There was a knock on the bedroom door and after their synchronized 'Come in!' Lily walked into the room.

„Morning you two," She said and smiled at the two teens emerging from the bathroom. "Harry, your father wanted something from you in the study."

"I'm already on my way." Harry gave a silent salute, kissed his mother's cheek and walked out of the room.

"You need to shave!" Lily called after him, making him chuckle at his mother's comment while he descended the stairs.

"Can I talk to you, sweetheart?" Lily asked after she closed the door and walked towards the hamper to vanish the dirty clothes to the laundry.

"Sure." Ginny sat down on the bed and looked at Lily expectantly.

"You know that James and I love that you and Harry are together." Lily sat down next to her and gave her a smile.

"By the way, I wanted to thank you for bringing the old Harry out of him. It's good to have him back."
Ginny smiled sheepishly back at her.

"I didn't do anything. I was just myself."

"And you're everything he needs." Ginny blushed at Lily's words.
She knew it but somehow being told by others made it so much more real.

"You know, I'm rather proud of my goddaughter, you grew up to be a wonderful young woman. Have I ever told you that?" Lily placed a lock of Ginnys hair absently over her shoulder. "Either way, preventing you from the inevitable would be just a waste of time and energy. You two had your own minds even as kids." Lily nudged Ginny's shoulder and continued as she saw the young witch smiling at her.

"Be that as it may, the both of you are still underage and I know for certain that your parents would agree with what we'll talk about. First, I know that you're having nightmares and Harry does too every now and then. If you want to, I can mix you a dreamless sleep potion that you can take if needed." Ginny started to fidget with the hem of her pullover but stopped as Lily placed a hand over hers.

"Don't worry, sweetheart. I'm not here to tell you to stop whatever you're doing with my son. Because whatever that is, you're good at it and it makes him very happy so I'm here to help you."

Ginny felt a blush creeping up her neck as Lily winked at her.

"Don't think I don't know what goes on in this house. But we trust you two. And it would be hypocritical if I pretended that I didn't sneak into the boys' dormitory from time to time. We know that we can't keep you from spending some nights together, but we just want you to be safe. Please don't make us grandparents any time soon, young lady! " Lily said gently and draped one arm over Ginny's shoulder.

Ginny visibly relaxed.

"Which brings me to the next thing I wanted to talk to you about. I take it that your mother hasn't talk to you about sex and the like?"

"No, after my first year she treated me like an infant." Ginny huffed and looked down at her hands.

"Hey," Lily tilted her head up so that she looked at her again. "You know that wasn't really your mother back then. She acted how Dumbledore wanted her to act so there's no reason to blame her. Molly Weasley would do everything within her power to make her children happy, got it? We'll get your family back. But right now, you and I need to talk. So...ehm...did your menses start?"

Ginny nodded. "Two years ago. I was at Hogwarts so I went to Madam Pomfrey and she told me everything about that."

So Lily skipped that part of the talk and jumped directly to the basics of sex and how she could make it as comfortable for her and Harry as possible.
Additionally, Lily took a lot time to tell the younger witch about the importance of all the emotional aspects involved.
Half an hour later both of them walked out of the bedroom with her night-stand containing a few vials of contraceptive potion. Each potion would last eight hours.

"You know, telling you all of this, and knowing that it will be my own son you will experience this with, is slightly weird," Lily confessed and wrinkled her nose as they walked down the stairs.
„The same here," Ginny confessed. „But thank you, Lily. I'm very happy to have you. All of you." Ginny hugged her godmother who was like a second mother to her and yet in so many ways more like a very good friend.

"You're welcome, sweetheart. But don't forget: Don't do anything either one of you is ready for and comfortable doing it. " Lily returned the hug.

"Dad? Do you know if Bill is free this afternoon?" Harry asked as he and James walked out of the study.

"You know that he's waiting for you to talk to him?" James turned to his son and had to smile at his son's embarrassment.

"Yeaah...," Harry hesitated and raked through his hair. "I know..."

"Don't worry, son. He won't kill you." James tried to calm him down. "If I remember correctly he's at home today. So go and we'll meet at the grocery store in…," James looked at his watch. "...thirty minutes should be enough."

Harry just nodded, thanked his father and walked back towards the study to floo over to Bill's.

Harry landed safely in Bill and Fleur's flat with his hand covering his eyes.

"Everyone dressed?" he asked into the room cheekily.
Fleur's sweet laughter made him uncover his eyes and greet her.

"Good luck!" Fleur said and winked at him.

"Took you long enough, Potter." Harry gulped, inhaled deeply, and squared his shoulders.
There was one other person that was as equally protective of Ginny as him and that was the person that threw death glares at him right now.

"Let's go outside." Bill said and walked over to the patio.
He turned around and stared at Harry.

"Bill I really love her you know that. I would die for her and I would rather cut out my own eyes than to hurt her." Bill nodded his understanding.

"I know what I did to her was stupid and I was a total dick, BUT she's my life, Bill." Harry looked him directly in the eyes.

"I want to marry her one day. I have no idea how much time I've got left, but I know that I want to make her happy every single second of it."
Harry took a deep breath and waited.

"You know, my answer would be no today." Bill said calmly.
Harry's eyes got as big as saucers and he spluttered unintelligible things.

"Ginny needs you just as much as you need her. She is who she is just with you by her side. Which I still don't understand completely, however, I saw her the last three years and…that wasn't the real Ginny." Harry was totally confused.

This didn't make any sense, him saying 'no' and then THIS.

"I mean, I would say 'no' to destroying the ring and resurrection stone. Keeping you alive with every chance there is, is more important than beating Dumbledore."
Harry breathed out a breath he didn't realize he was holding and relaxed visibly.

"So, I take it that you want to propose to her before you act on the life debt?" Harry nodded.

"I know we're young, and without this bloody life debt we probably wouldn't think about that for another two years or so. I mean, I'm turning seventeen next year, but it's the way it is and I want to do it properly and yeah…you know…what…I…mean…," Harry rambled on but lost the threads as Billy just stared at him mildly amused.

"And for that you have my blessing," Bill said smiling broadly and then hugged Harry in a brotherly way.

"But don't you dare to knock her up anytime soon." Bill threatened, only half joking. "I know the deepest and most secret tombs in France. You would never be found!" Both men laughed at Bill's comment but deep down Harry knew Bill would stick to that threat if necessary.

"Have you read the prophet this morning?" Harry asked as they walked into the kitchen area where Fleur was seated working on some papers.

"Yeah, those poor people. The funfair was burned down completely and nearly eighty people died last night…not to mention all those kids."

"Dad said that Fudge is put on the spot much more from the Prime Minister after what happened." Harry told them.

"Well, maybe we don't have to wait till November to get rid of that tosser," Bill said and the three of them shared some knowing looks.

"Wha di you ge fom yoa da?" Ginny asked while brushing her teeth.

"Pardon?" Harry asked as he stood up from where he sat on the floor after he meditated.
Every morning after he woke up and every night before he went to bed, he meditated to clear his mind and keep his occlumency shields up so that Tom couldn't get into his head.

"I said, what did you get from your dad?" she dried her mouth.
She accioed one of the vials into her outstretched hand that Lily gave her earlier from her room upstairs and threw it towards him. He caught it out of the air just like a proper seeker.

"Oh...ehm...well we just talked and..." Harry beat around the bush as he looked down at the vial in his hand.

"Come on. It can't be as bad as your mother giving your girlfriend tips on her sex life." Ginny had to roll her eyes at Harry.

"Girlfriend?"

"What?" Ginny asked back, startled.

"You said you're my girlfriend." Both of them stood next to the bed on their sides and stared at each other.

"I did. And I mean I AM your girlfriend," Ginny responded still confused and propped one of the cushions on his bed up.

"The last time you said we were 'we' for now and we never really said it and..." Harry rambled on still staring at her.
Ginny smiled at that.

"Harry, that was five days ago. The last five days we did things with each other I would've never done if you weren't my boyfriend." She crawled over and kneeled on the bed in front of him. "Being 'we' somehow always meant to be together, didn't it?" She grabbed the hem of his shirt and pull it over his head.
She knew that he never slept with anything else but some sweatpants on.

"You're so perfect," Harry said huskily and wanted to kiss her but she let herself fall back onto the bed.

"Nuh-uh. First you show me what your father gave you." Harry sighed and pulled the first drawer of his night-stand open and threw a little box at her.

"Mum gave you THE potion I assume?" Ginny just nodded as she inspected the box with a frown.
Meanwhile Harry settled down in bed lifting her legs so that he could lay down under the covers.

"What are those ... things for?" she asked and looked at him.
So Harry explained it to her in a more general and shorter version of what his father gave him this morning.

„And he told me about us not permanently sleeping together here."
She gave him the box back and settled down in their usual position. Her head resting on his chest and his left arm draped over her.

„I know, your mum told me so, too. But that doesn't mean we aren't allowed to cuddle before I go to my room." Ginny told him and to emphasize her words she draped her right leg over his sighing at the closeness she felt towards him.

„What did you and your dad do the rest of the day beside the daily purchase and buying comedooms?" Ginny asked while she felt her eyelids becoming quite heavy.

"It's condoms, Gin. Nothing really. Just looking around." Ginny felt that he wasn't telling her something.

"What are you hiding, Potter?" He shrunk under her calculating glare she was giving him from looking up from his chest.

"Nothing. Really it was just..." he looked at her and sighed frustrated. "Alright, if you need to know, it was something for your birthday."
Suddenly Ginny's whole face lit up and she smiled at him like a Cheshire cat.

Without another word she gave him a soft but lingering kiss, followed by a more intense good night kiss and left for her own room.

10. August 1996

James, Sirius, Remus, and Harry stood excitedly in front of Rose and Ginny. It was the day before Ginny's birthday that found them in the Potter's training room.

"So to make it clear! We have to keep a mandrake leaf in our mouth," Ginny repeated. "Not swallowing it, not losing it - nothing like that."

"Right as rain, gorgeous!"

"And how are we able to drink and eat? What about brushing our teeth?" Ginny asked again.

"Urgh! Don't mention that. The first week, my marvelous godson here, was so overzealous that he became all moody because he wouldn't eat a single bite." Sirius told her.

"What?! I wanted to do it right!" Harry tried to defend himself as the rest sniggered remembering his behaviour.

"Well, Harry at least kept brushing his teeth…not like others who neglected it for the whole month at other people's expense," Remus said matter of factly with a side glance at Sirius and made James laugh out loud.

"What?! I wanted to do it right!" Sirius repeated Harry's reply but had to hide a smile.

"Back to the matter at hand, gentlemen!" Ginny reprimanded as she shared a knowing look with Rose.

"Yes, where did we leave off? Ah yes, the mandrake." Remus continued.

"On the next full moon you'll put one of those in your mouth, where it'll stay till the following full moon."
Ginny and Rose nodded their understanding.

"On the following full moon, you must spit the leaf in a phial within the range of the moon's pure rays. To the moon-struck phial, you must add one of your own hairs, a silver teaspoon of dew that has not seen sunlight or been touched by human feet for seven days, and the chrysalis of a Death's-head Hawk Moth. The mixture must be put in a quiet, dark place and cannot be in any way disturbed. The next thing that must happen is for you to wait for a lightning storm."

"Here we will intervene and cheat a little bit." James butted in. "You will come home the weekend after Halloween. Then we will create that lightning storm down here. Lily worked on something that has worked quite well so far. However, during this waiting period between the …"

"The 27th of September and the 1st of November you must, chant the incantation 'Amato Animo Animato Animagus' at sunrise and sundown without fail with the tip of your wand placed over the heart. You don't need to remember the incantation for now. We'll write it down for you." Remus added as Ginny and Rose tried to repeat the incantation silently.

"After the lightning storm hits the potion you ought to move immediately outside into the fields, recite the incantation one final time, and then: Bottoms up!" James finished and looked more excited than the two persons concerned.

"Don't worry, I've made it, so you two can." Harry reassured them.

"So we'll never know beforehand, which animal we will transform into?" Ginny asked.
Rose knew almost everything about becoming an animagus. While Harry went through this procedure a year ago, she was deemed "too young" but her older brother told her everything about the ongoings.

"Yes and no." Remus answered.

"There are said to be certain ways to get in touch with your inner self or better your inner animal."

"While we were in Japan once, a buddhist taught us the art of meditation. It's the combination of right mindfulness and meditation that aligns body and mind." James explained.

"It's a good way to keep ones magic balanced and centred. Ones true magical potential can often be revealed and it's a huge advantage while learning occlumency. Another point is to get more focused on…let's say the more important things. Maybe you two can practice some of it with Harry's help."
With this said and done, Remus and Sirius bid them goodbye as they both were expected at work.
Harry and James prepared the room and started with the basics of meditation, which Rose and Ginny had quite some difficulties with.

"Okay, let's start the easy one: breath meditation." James took over after Harry summed up the origin of meditation in buddhism and its purpose. "Breath meditation is probably the most common and the most fuss-free form of meditation. At the same time it is also the origin of many other forms of meditation, even those we can combine with occlumency."
James conjured four Zafu meditation pillows and sat down.

"If you're new to meditation, it's a good way to practice every day at the same time and place. It gives you certainty and in no time it'll become a habit rather than a lesson. To begin with, take your seat." James gestured for the girls to follow his and Harry's example to sit down on one of the pillows.

"Sit cross-legged in an upright position and place your hands palms-down on your thighs. You ought be relaxed but don't loaf around! Secondly, let your gaze rest comfortably on a spot about seven feet in front of you - preferably downwards."
James just did as he said, Harry already got into position and Ginny and Rose were in a state of watching and listening attentively and mimicking.

"Now you have to notice and follow your breath. For now, you only focus slightly on your out-breath, but don't forget to be aware of your environment. For an advanced breath meditation you can focus on both in and out breaths. Be conscious of the acid leaving you and dissolve into the space surrounding you. After every out-breath you wait until the next in-breath naturally begins."
For a few minutes the four of them just sat their breathing.

"Good! Here comes the third part, observe your thoughts and feelings that come up. If anything crosses your mind or your attention deviates, use a codeword, something like 'focus' or 'stay', whatever suits you but keep it positive. Don't use negatives like 'no' or 'don't'. Meditation is about staying positive, even to your own mind. So don't be too harsh to yourself, it takes time. One final breath." Everyone took one breath in … and out. "Great! And whenever you sense some kind of calmness or mindfulness, cling to that feeling and try to carry it through out the day and remember it whenever you need it." Ginny and Rose practiced a bit longer under the guidance of Harry and James. However, neither one of them managed to focus on their breaths as much as they were supposed to.

Harry lessened theirs worries as he explained that some people spend their whole life trying to master the art of meditation.

"Can we talk?" Rose asked after she and Ginny followed James and Harry out of the training room.

"Sure! Care if we combine it with a one on one Quidditch? After all this mind stuff I need some physical setoff." Ginny suggested and was met with approval.

Rose and Ginny both held positions as chasers during their family matches. Together they were invincible. Just like Fred and George as Beaters.

"What did you mean the other day that 'you had a feeling' when you knew that Aunty Amelia is pregnant?" Rose asked as they flew next to each other.
She and Ginny started with some fast laps around the pitch to warm up.

"I'm impressed that it took you so long to come out with it," Ginny responded and had to smirk at how observant her best friend was.

"It kind of came back to my mind as I tried to focus on nothing earlier," she confessed. "Ironic, isn't it?"
Both of them made a sharp u-turn and headed off into the other direction.

"To be completely honest with you: I have not the slightest idea as to why I knew it … or felt it … or whatever." Ginny tried to explain.
Rose accioed the Quaffle into her outstretched hand and started to fly in circles around Ginny.

"Have you felt other…things recently?" Rose pressed.
Ginny snatched the Quaffle out of Rose's grip and implemented a perfect Finbourgh Flick.
She threw the Quaffle into the air, and then quickly rolled her broom while she was sharply grabbing the end of it, and swung it in order to hit the Quaffle in mid-air through one of the goalposts

"Impressive!" was Rose's only reaction.

"Thinking about it…yes." Ginny hovered in mid-air thoughtfully and threw the Quaffle to Rose.

"When I was near to…others…I had the feeling…" she struggled for the right words. "…to feel their feelings. Does this make any sense?"
Rose tried to copy Ginny's Finbourgh Flick but failed to hit the Quaffle.

"Maybe we should talk to Fleur. As a half-Veela she may know something about your…feelings." Rose suggested.

"I didn't know that she's a half-Veela."

"You don't seem to know that much about your future sister-in-law." She tried that Finbourgh Flick over and over again.

"It's not like I don't want to, it's just that…I don't know. I like her and she's very nice and obviously made for Bill, since she can keep up with him. But, why should we talk to her?"

"It's not commonly known, but Veela's are very sensitive and if they are trained properly their magic can also focus on somebody else's emotions and their origin," Rose explained while she finally succeeded that Finbourgh Flick.

"Congratulations!" Ginny mumbled as she thought about what Rose told her.
The two of them played for a bit longer. After they put away the brooms and Quaffle, Ginny came back to their earlier topic.

"I had a dream the day before Harry's birthday while he was … unconsciousness." Ginny started as they walked back to the house.

"A woman…or I don't know what she was…named Vis talked to me and told me that she's the source of my powers, bits and pieces and that we will meet again after I saved someones soul with that exact power that I supposedly posses."

"Do you think this has something to do with the horcrux and the prophecy and all of that?" Ginny asked as Rose stayed quiet for a while.

"Let's put it like this: I believe in fate. What you're telling me is probably the mother of all fateful coincidences in history."

Harry loved to watch her sleep. She looked so peaceful and breathtakingly beautiful.

"Ginny." He tried to wake her up after he watched her for a few minutes after he sneaked into her room.
He gently started to caress Ginny forearm. He was more than nervous for what he planned to do but he knew there wasn't a better moment than this.
Slowly Ginny started to stir and opened her eyes.

"Have I slept in again?" Ginny asked with a sleepy voice.

"No, it's a quarter to midnight."

"Then let me sleep for flippin' sake." She became irritated which Harry knew to avert.

"Well than, you'll have to wait till tomorrow night for your present." Harry responded nonchalant and made a move to lay back down.

"Presents? Where?" Ginnys bolted upright in bed and started to look around the dark room.

"You said you want to sleep…"

"NOOOOO, I want my presents!" Ginny started to shake Harry and pushed him out of the bed.

"Then suit up! It's a bit chilly outside." Harry told her.
He couldn't suppress his laughter as he watched Ginny rushing through the room to collect her clothes.
After she finished they made their way through the dark and quiet house.

"Where are we going?" Ginny asked in a hushed voice as they walked by the living room.

"Shhhhh, you'll see." Harry responded and led her towards the backdoor.
As they got outside they crossed the garden and walked towards the forest. Harry's wand was the only thing illuminating the area.
Harry looked down at his watch. Three minutes left.

"Do you trust me?" He asked as they stopped in the middle of the quidditch pitch.
Ginny nodded. She was so excited and giddy that she couldn't even say a word while bouncing on her heels.

Harry drew a blindfold out of his jeans pocket and draped it over her eyes.
Ginny felt his hands trembling as he did so.

She felt so many emotions radiating from him that she couldn't even tell hers and his apart.
Harry took her by the hand and led her onwards. She felt a certainty deep down inside her that he took her to the treehouse.
The moment they came to a halt and she heard the pond nearby she knew she was right.

Harry looked down at his watch one more time. One minute past midnight.
For one minute Ginny Weasley was fifteen years old.

"You can look." She heard Harry's voice from a distance ahead and did as she was told.
The moment she opened her eyes she was equally lost for words as before. This time not due to her excitement. This time it was because too many emotions flooded her at once as she saw Harry standing in front of her.

They were standing in the middle of the clearing surrounded by probably hundreds of fireflies and the only sounds were the splashing of the pond and some rustling coming from the woods.
As Ginny just stared into Harrys eyes it seemed the whole world stopped and she felt everything that he felt.

"I have no idea how to put into words what I'm feeling right now…" Harry started as he tried to read her facial expression.

"I know. I feel you." Ginny said kind of matter of factly and completely lost in all those feelings.

"I mean I really feel you, Harry." She added and walked right in front of him.
She laid her hand right over his heart and they closed their eyes at the exact same moment. Suddenly their hearts stopped beating just to restart again, beating at the same rhythm.

"Ask me." She faintly whispered that he could have missed it easily but he didn't.

"Will you marry me?" Harry asked, also just above a whisper.
When she was asked later, Ginny would swear she heard him say it inside of her before he spoke it out loud.

Harry drew a small rosé gold necklace having a small ring with an emerald embedded attached to out of his pocket and showed it to her.
As tears started to swell in her eyes Ginny just nodded and felt all her - or rather - their tension to vanish.

Harry fastened the necklace around her neck while she held her hair out of the way.
Without missing a beat Ginny launched herself at him, caught Harry off guard and they both landed on the soft grass.

"I thought the ring was kind of too much for now, so I thought the necklace with this little ring would fit just perfect."
"It is perfect, thank you. I'm so in love with you." Ginny told him over and over again between soft kisses.

Every time she told him those three little words it felt like something deep inside of hime stirred. He couldn't describe it but the best way to put it was probably that something about the way she looked at him and said those words caused something inside of him to scream in agony.

As Ginny stopped, Harry framed her face with his hands and looked her straight into her eyes.
He was momentarily frozen. The way the light radiated coming from the fireflies reflected in her hair made it look like it was on fire.
For him, suddenly her whole being seemed to be on fire, just like his.

"You make me so happy. You are so…amazing." He tried to put into words what he felt but he couldn't. So he tried to show her.
Ginny placed both her hands on either side of Harry to level herself. She shifted so that her right leg rested between his thighs. Looking down at him she watched the tip of his tongue slightly slipping out in anticipation; his own eyes fixed on her lips.

Those lips mesmerized him. They kissed a lot the last few days but the taste of chocolate and sunshine never left her full red lips - no matter how swollen they would be in the end.
Ginny bent her head and finally their lips met, at first very gently. She made a soft sigh, her left hand found its way into his tousled hair and both of them moaned in pleasure as a tingling sensation shot through the both of them.

Suddenly a whole new wave of pleasure and need seemed to be elicited by this tingling sensation and the moment Harry opened his mouth to give her tongue access they indulged completely in each other.
His hands started to roam her body. He seemed desperate to touch her. He caressed her shoulders, stroked her right arm, which was still supporting her and his hands wandered up and down her back just to rest on the small of her back where her shirt rode up and his hands rested on soft and warm skin there; all throughout their tongues explored each others lips and mouths.

The moment Harry's hands reached the bare skin on the small of her back, an image of Tom's hand grabbing the hips of a girl flashed through her mind. For one nano second Ginny wanted to scramble away from him and run but this wasn't Tom; it was Harry, her boyfriend, the love of her life just minutes after he asked her to spend the rest of their life together.
Harry sensed Ginny tensing in his arms for a second and wanted to break away from her soft and already puffy lips, but all at once Ginny pressed her whole body against him and started to plant open mouth kisses along his jawline and down his neck. Every now and then she would suck at the very sensitive point just beneath his left ear that drove him crazy.

"Gin…," He gasped out in pure pleasure as she even slightly bit down. He knew he would definitely have a bruise there for the next few days but he couldn't care less. She marked him as his and everyone shall know it.

Ginny wanted him so much. She felt a heat emanating from her lower body she never felt before, and the bulge that was pressed against her thigh showed her that Harry felt the same.
A certainty deep down inside of her told her that they needed to wait for the right moment to be with each other completely. This feeling told her that it was crucial for them to wait, but by then they wouldn't stop exploring. And she did.

Harry's eyes flew open the moment he felt soft lips kissing his erected nipple through his shirt and at the same instant Ginny's breasts pressed against the bulge that was straining his pants. Right there and then he thought he would explode as his emerald green eyes stared at her chocolate brown ones but he was yanked out of this bliss as big raindrops pounded his face.

"Let's go back!" Ginny screamed at him through the now thunderous rain as she helped him up and took off towards the house.

"The last one at the house is a flobberworm!" Ginny exclaimed laughing but regretted her words the moment Ruffles overtook her.