Disclaimer: I do not own any of these charming and entrancing characters, but I do own the romantic interludes they will be put through.

Chapter 9

Dinner
Akward silence hung around the table like a fog.

"You kids are awful quiet today," said Arthur, trying to break it and start any conversation.

"Did you do anything interesting today?" They continued eating their food and didn't respond. Ginny gave Harry and evil look, then whispered something to Hermione, who giggled. They smiled maliciously.

"Could you pass the butter, 'Mione?" Ron asked timidly. Hermione said nothing to him, but gave him her most Hermione-est glare she could muster, letting him know that there was no way in hell she would lift a finger for him.

"I guess I'll get it myself," said Ron, as quietly as possible. He got up and reached between Ginny and Hermione for the butter tray. Both girls gave him the death stare. Ginny stuck out her foot, and Ron tripped, his face landing right in the butter. The girls laughed cruelly.

Harry tried very hard to hold back his grin for his best friend, whose face now matched his bright red hair. The girls went back to their whispered conversation.

"If you have something to say, you should share it with all of us," lectured Molly good-naturedly. "The rest of us, I'm sure, would like to know what you two are laughing about." Hermione and Ginny fell silent.

The rest of their meal was completely uneventful.

The Living Room
Harry and Ron sat on the couch, contemplating the girls.

"Did you know she was no longer a-" Ron paused, then whispered, "a virgin?"

"Hermione? No, I didn't figure her to be the kind to, you know...But, you guys had...sex...,didn't you?"

Ron blushed. "Yeah, we did. She told me afterward, though."

"What did you say to her?" Harry asked, concerned. Ron blushed even more.

"I - I may have lost my temper a bit."

"Ron," Harry said. "You really are a prat."

"What about you, then, mate? You left Ginny crying; I heard her sniffling."

"Oh, that. Well I-" Harry started, but then was interrupted as the girls came downstairs. The boys turned at the noise and dropped their jaws.

Hermione's tumbling, coffee-colored hair melded wonderfully with her buttery cream top, which cut off just below her bustline and revealed her sexy abs. Her brown satin pants sat way beneath her belly button, past her hips, on the very edge of her womanhood. Ron's penis stood tall at the sight.

Ginny was in a black and red, corset-style tank with a bearly there black mini and red patent leather stilettos. Her red hair pread across the side of her face, for a sexy, come-hither look. Harry was practically drooling.

"Let's go, Hermione," Ginny huffed. "You konw, I was thinking of inviting Dean and Seamus over."

"Well, that sounds fun," replied Hermione.

Ginny looked pointedly at Harry and Ron and said loudly, "Silly boys. Always wanting what they can't have."

"Harry," said Ron quietly. "What have we done?"

The Next Morning
Ginny was in the shower, humming softly to herself. She stepped out and reached for her towel, wrapping her hair in it, when Harry burst open the door, holding his towel and prepared for his own shower.

"Merlin!" Harry shouted. But he didn't look away. Ginny tried to pull the towel off her head and cover herself with it. "Ginny, I didn't realize you were in here." Slowly, he backed into the hallway.

"Wait, Harry, come back in here," Ginny said softly. "I was hoping we could...talk."

"N - now?" Harry sputtered.

"Yes, now. Get in and close the door." Harry did as he was told and proceeded into the bathroom. He was still staring at the nearly-naked Ginny in front of him. She approached him slowly, and when she was close enough to count his eyelashes, she dropped her towel and stood totally nude in front of him.

"Oops," she said, not sounding upset at all. Harry gave her a once-over glance, then crushed her up against him and kissed her heatedly. He caressed her wet, exposed skin, reveling in the feeling of her. He grazed his thumb over her breast, then brought his hand down to her buttocks, pushing her into him. She pulled off his pajamas and pressed her breasts into Harry's newly displayed chest. She ground her pelvis on his erection, then led her wet hand down to stroke his arousal. She stroked him back and forth. Moving her hands expertly, she brought him closer to his peak.

"Make love to me," she said.

"Yes, anything," he responded.

"But first..." She took Harry's hands and guided them to her womanly folds. He began to rub his fingers over her clit, stroking and circling her sensitive nub. He slipped a finger inside her and she cried out. He slipped in one more and began to swirl them in and out. Faster, faster he stimulated her until she began to shudder in her climax. Harry's erection was throbbing.

"Ready?" Ginny asked.

"Yes, please," he replied hurredly.

"Good," she said firmly. She wrapped her towel around her and headed for the door.

"B - but, Ginny, we're - we're past the point of no return!"

"Now you know how it feels. Enjoy your shower."

She slammed the door on her way out.

Please R&R! Thanks for your reviews, everyone! There are oh, so many of you now! I'm having trouble writing longer chapters. Thanks for being faithful and sticking with me - I'm also bad at updating. I'm two hours shy of what I'm promised (I'm posting this at 2 in the morning).

A/N: I own Ginny's stilettos. 5 inch heels, baby! Sorry, but I love shoes...