Hermione . . .
I woke up this morning really early. Ginny was already awake and staring at me with a grin on her face. I feel very hot right now. Shit , I'm horny again. I look over at Ginny and smile. Oh , how I love that woman. I've still got cat ears and a tail. her and kiss her gently. She shivers as I ease my hand under her night shirt.
" Good morning , lovergirl. Wanna play?" I purred. She gets excited when I purr at her. I can't help but smirk down at her. She's beautiful . Her skin , a glowing pale complexion , lightly dusted with freckles here and there. She's more beautiful than anything I've ever seen , inside and out.
"Play what ?" She asks innocently. I love it when she acts so niave. It should be a crime to look so innocent. If anyone had told me back in my second year that the small , fragile , red head that I befriended would turn out to be my soulmate , I would have told them to go back to St. mungo's. She moans as I play with her nipples. When I hear her moan it feels like I'm on cloud nine. Nobody can make me feel this way but her . . . not even Blaise could make me feel this way. He was a great shag but there was no spark between him and me. Only her , Ginerva Weasley. I had had a crush on her since fourth year. She didn't know it though. She was as straight as a ruler or so I thought. I would spend countless nights in my bed fondling and touching myself pretending it was her. It is funny how she would tempt me. She'd lean over me on the couch so that I could see her bare arse underneath her plaid mini skirt , laying her head in my lap and then she'd walk around our dorm naked infront of me when the other girls had gone , the funny thing is I don't think she knew she was doing it. I had to control myself. She was still with Dean and still straight as far I knew.
After a month of unrequited love and having sex alone I was on the verge of breaking point. I went looking for trouble and found Blaise. I always did have a thing for slytherins , especially , Marcus Flint. At first things were good , the sex that is. He was just an outlet for my sexual fustration. I know it sounds cruel but it's true. He needed me and I needed sex ! My needs proved to be greater than his. After awhile he started complaining about how he didn't feel like it and just wanted to talk and when we did talk I found out we didn't have much in common , unlike Ginny and I. I dumped him. He was very mad but I didn't care.
Then he started to spread those rumors about me being masochistic and a nymphomaniac. They were and still are very true but that doesn't mean that I was going to admit to it. I had a reputation to up hold. He was such git but I guess I do owe him a thank you. If he hadn't said anything Ginny might have never admitted that she had feeling for me . She wanted me so badly she was willing to take me on the shower wall. How she made me beg that day. She did things to me that Blaise or Marcus could never do. After that I knew that there was nobody else for me but her. She's my wife now and personal sex god. We've got six kids and another on the way. I always did want a big family. I love it when she's pregnant. She gets aggressive and dominant. I love her. My mother once said that it was just lust that I was feel but it's not , it's more than that. I can't live without. I love everything about her , from her flaming red hair to her giddy ways. I love it all. We haven't had much time alone though, because of the children. I'm glad were alone because now I can love her some more.
"Mummy what are you doing to mom?" We need a break.