Disclaimer: JKR's characters. I just get to play with them

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Chapter Two: The Other Half

He awoke next to the most beautiful girl in the world. Her fiery locks fanned out next to his own raven ones- the contrast made him smile. "Ginny, wake up honey" he said as her eyes fluttered open. Harry didn't want her to leave but she'd be late to work if she didn't get up now. A grin spread across his face as he thought of the sex last night. 'Yes', he thought to himself, 'she'll have to get up right now in order to clean up properly after last night…and maybe we can go again before she leaves'.

"Harry, are you going to join me in the shower?" Her words broke into his thoughts as his Ginny walked towards the shower. Her mind raced as she tried to remember where she set down her silver heels after she came home at 2 in the morning after visiting Draco.

"Ohhh". The moan escaped her lips as she remembered last night: with Harry it had been rough and left her sore after the three times in various places in their tidy apartment. But with him she felt contained. Each scream was quieted before it escaped with a kiss, careful not to wake the neighbors yet too careless to cast a silencing charm. Her thoughts strayed to Draco where her screams could be let out; his skilled and gentle love making that sets her over the edge double the amount of Harry.

Yes, last night had been great but there was only so many nights in a row she could continue sleeping with both of her lovers- her husband and her boss. As her footsteps crossed onto the white tiles of the bathroom, she stopped to sweep up the shoes and place them quickly under a pile of dirty laundry, getting rid of her departure last nights while trying to get Draco out of her head.

Standing in the bathroom doorway, she batts her eyelashes, seducing him with her actions instead of words. Her hips wiggle as an invitation to be touched and he was happy to oblige.

As he walked over, Harry stripped off his boxer shorts, which had been kept on through the sex last night. 'Oh yeah,' he though, 'that made things interesting'.

Her eyes were trained on him as she deliberately licked her lips. She placed one dainty foot in the shower and leaned back against the wall, half in and half out of the glass shower. Droplets felt like acid on her skin they were so hot but the pain was soothed by a tongue over flesh.

His hands roamed freely down her torso to her inviting hips. Her smile waivers just for a second when he finds a mark left by another. Hands continue down and she sighs in relief. She feels a finger pressed between her legs, preparing her for later. Her delicate hand becomes ravenous for more skin begging for more contact. A smile against her shoulder lets her know that her needs have been recognized; yet denied.

That is another way the two men are different. One would rather tease her to the brink, barely letting her have any fun. The other centers his actions around her needs to make sure she is happy at all times.

Distantly, they can hear an alarm go off preparing them for their busy day. The constant noise fades to background music that is less important than the actions at hand.

His palm feels rough to the sensitive area where it currently slid back and forth, made slick with the water. A throaty moan is silenced with a kiss that is held out while he removes his hand and slips into her. The water runs over their bodies, between their entwined limbs and makes their senses heightened to feel every caress and movement.

She feels rather then hears a faint squish as Harry grunts with determination, picking up the pace. Legs rap around his moving torso to let him slide in deeper, urge him to go faster.

"Ginny… are you… close too?", he musters out between thrusts. His breath hitches and he doesn't wait for a reply. One finger finds it way down to their enjoined limbs and searches for a moment.

"Yes…right there. I'm almost there Harry." Her back is pushed roughly against the wall over and over again as the burning liquid runs in courses between her feet laced together behind his back.

Their eyes meet and movements pick up. Whispered encouragements find lust-filled hearing. He moans, thrusts one more time and falls limp inside her. She continues to roll her hips back and forth with the limp appendage still inside her. "Pleases" she whispered as her own hand wound it's way south the finish the job.

"Not now Ginny, I don't have any more time, I need to go to work quickly or I risk getting fired from the ministry." His hand reached up the showerhead and rinsed off, playfully spraying her body at the same time.

"Well, don't expect any tonight from me!" Her anger was evident but he shrugged it off. After all, this was his dream job. As he exited the shower a small grin graced her rosy lips. His lack of consideration gave her an excuse to get mad and stay at work later. That meant more time with Draco. Her thoughts raced. "Honey? I think I'm going to stay at a friend's tonight so we can finish an article for the newspaper. See you in the morning?"

His back was still turned but the broad shoulders drooped a bit. He had thought there was a chance to have her one more time tonight, even though he knew his actions were disgraceful. "Yeah, ok. Bye Ginny, see you in the morning I guess. Try not to worry too much about the article, they always turn out great."

The apartment door shut with his departure while she stayed in the bathroom to get ready for the day. Her hair was down, and her face was bare, just how Draco liked it. She was very lucky that he was a superb writer, giving Ginevra the chance to stay all day at Draco's and still turn in an article every once in awhile to keep Harry satisfied.

Black stilettos were the only accessory she needed. Her reflection showed a dark green teddy, the lace bodice soon covered with pale hands holding a long black coat. "Hope you like it"

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AN: Here you go, another chapter just because I appreciated the reviews so much!

your secret lover -ssb