A/n: This chapter is completely in Ginny's pov. Hope you like it. Thanks
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Ginny. . .
I woke up this morning a lot more tired then I usually am. My back hurts and so does my lower regions but it's not because I'm pregnant. Besides , I'm not that far along yet , I'm not even showing yet. No , this pain is from being bent over a desk for two hours the night before. I don't mind though , I've gotten used to it. This is the effect of my addiction. I look over at Hermione. She looks so angelic when she's asleep , though , she can be the total opposite. She opens one of her eyes and smiles at me. She still has the cat ears and tail from the night before. The spell doesn't last that long though , so it should be gone in a few hours. She sits straight in the bed , a mischievous smile grazing her soft lips. I know where this is headed. I look over at the clock. It's six o'clock in the morning. The kid's won't be up for another hour or so. She's straddling me now, kissing me softly.
"Good morning , love. Wanna play? " She purrs. Merlin , I love it when she purrs. She's so sexy when she's being bad.
"Play what ?" I ask curiously. She grins down at me before planting ghost like kisses around my jaw and neck.
"Fuck the lining out of the bad pussycat." She whispers softly in my ear. I moan as she plays with my sensitive nipples. Hermione had always been this way, though, very few people knew this side of her. Only Blaise Zabini and I knew. She used to date him when we were in school. No one knew that either. She proved to be to much for him though. After they broke up he had tried to spread it around Hogwarts but nobody believed him. Nobody would ever believe that the sweet , goody to shoes , always follows the rules , Hermione Granger could actually be a crop and roleplay nymphomaniac. I had always had a crush on Hermione but I knew I was head over heels in love when I first heard the rumors. At first I didn't believe it but then I saw it. The side of her that she had concealed so well. It was in the girls bathroom in my fifth year. It had been a long day and I was tired. I was going to have a shower and go to bed. As soon as I opened the bathroom door I was met with a site that I had only dreamed of up until then. Hermione was in the shower. I could see her image clearly through the steam. She was facing the shower wall. One of her hands was gripping the wall firmly , the other hand between her legs. She moaned gently. It was like sweet music to my ears. Delicate and addictive, just like her. I was so engrossed with watching her that I didn't notice that I was getting closer and closer to her. I was standing right behind her and she hadn't noticed me yet. I kissed her shoulder lightly , I couldn't help myself. There had been a lot of tension building up between us. I now know that it was sexual tension. She tensed up as my lips touched her bare skin. She turned around to face me. She stared at me , her brown eyes ablaze with lust. I think it was then that I saw the real Hermione. She wasn't the lonely geeky girl who befriended me in my first year. She was a woman. Her body had matured well. Her body is the same now as it was then. She has a tanned curvy body , Her breasts are firm and atleast in a D cup. The only difference is that her hair is silky straight now. She has a beauty that most woman would kill for. She flashes me a mischievous smile. When she smiles at me like that it makes me lose control and before I knew what I was doing , I had her on the bathroom floor begging me to fuck her. After that there was no turning back for me. I want nobody else but my Hermione. There is no word for the attraction I feel for her. I wanted nobody to have her but me. I don't have to worry about that anymore though , now that she's my wife. We've got six children together , about to be seven I hope and not eight. It seems like were cursed to have twins. First, there is Milo and Felix. They're seven now , then there are the quadruplets , three days in labor I spent trying to get them out of me. Four baby girls , they'll be four years old two months from now. There is Wilhelmina , Celeste , Bobby and last but not least Sirius. I don't know why we gave her that name but it was the only one I could think of at the time. I never thought I'd have so many kids. My brothers still have there noses where they don't belong , always saying things like " Maybe you should lay off the sex , Gin." or " If you need sex that bad maybe you should get some help." They don't get it. I don't want to stop having sex and I don't want or need "help". They don't understand. I'm addicted to her. She's like a drug that I can't get rid from my system and even if I could I wouldn't. I love her like my Father loves my mother or like Ron loved Harry. She's my addiction , I'm her junky and I need another fix.