Ok so this one is a little shorter than normal, but it had to be done because what happens next needed to be in a new chapter.
NO ONE GOT MY REFERENCE FROM THE LAST CHAPTER… I'm really saddened by that, but I'll tell you anyway. The reference is to the Princess Bride. Hermione says to Harry that she wants him inside of her, and he responds with "As you wish." In connection with that, the connection I really didn't expect anyone to get but I thought I would throw it out anyway, is the fact that that girl who played Buttercup in the movie the Princess Bride, also stared as the sister to our ever handsome Gary Oldman, in a movie called "State of Grace" really is a great movie, done a while ago with those two, Sean Penn, and Ed Harris. Kind of like the Departed, only older and much cooler because it had Gary Oldman in it playing "Jackie."
Anyway Chapter is: Un-Beta'd
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Ginny had not found out about Hermione, Sirius and Harry. After the howler incident most of the mail was cut off from the school for a good week or so, and by the time the post starting arriving again, the paper had stopped caring about the threesome's budding relationship. Ginny had assumed that Harry was hiding out, trying to stay out of the limelight, and she was already making a plan to get him back.
Connor had tried to talk to her nearly two weeks later, but she was still to angry at him for first getting her caught and then abandoning her, that she sent a nasty bat-bogey hex at him and refused his offer to talk.
She was going to win back Harry, she knew she could, it was simply a matter of timing, and precision. She had owled her mother telling her that she planned on staying at Hogwarts during Christmas, but had told the teachers and the Headmistress that she was going home. She was going to surprise Harry in his own house, convince him that Conner had her under a love potion, and win back her war hero boyfriend. It really shouldn't be that difficult of a plan. Harry was male after all, and therefore as long as she was "properly" attired, he would take the time to listen.
Now that Ginny was 17 she had no problem finding a decent spot to apperate from King's Cross-Station to the Leaky Cauldron. Her bag was shrunk in her pocket and her hood was pulled up so that no one would notice her. She had two days to get ready for her meeting with her soon to be not ex-boyfriend, figuring she would wait for Wednesday, because he always had that day off. Without showing her face she rented a small room from Tom, and went shopping, using the money she had received at the end of the war, to slip into muggle London and find a lingerie shop.
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It was Wednesday morning; Sirius, Harry, and Hermione had no work as usual. Hermione had found a wonderful girl named Mandi, that ran the shop whenever Hermione needed a break, or a day off. The boys had just finished up a case of a 18 year old wizard who had been traveling around Muggle London, doing "magic shows" and then imperioing the muggles that came to the show, and got them to rob banks for him.
This beautiful morning found the three completely exhausted from the night before of lovemaking, and sound asleep in Hermione's bedroom. Harry was closest to the door, his head facing that way as he lay on his side. Hermione was burrowed underneath the covers hiding from the sunlight against his back. Sirius was equally hidden from the sun, his arms wrapped tightly around Hermione.
Ginny had spent the last hour pissed off. This morning she had got up, taken a shower, made sure she was dressed in her tiny red lingerie, that was guaranteed to make Harry take her back, and had popped over to 12 Grimuald place, only to find Harry not there. Figuring he had spent the night at Hermione's, as he had been known to do, she decided to make her way over there, hoping that by some miracle, she could find Harry without disturbing Hermione or Sirius.
Ginny pulled her wand out of her overcoat and tapped it against the door way, using a spell she had just picked up, and noted that not only was Harry here, but all three occupants were asleep. Grinning she let herself into the house, and made her way up the stairs. She had only been to Hermione's house a time or two and didn't know what rooms belonged to whom. As silently as possible she moved around the house, opening and closing doors until she came to the second to last door at the end of the hall.
When she opened it, she found Harry, no shirt on, blanket pulled up underneath his arms, still completely asleep. She smiled and shut the door. She hung her overcoat with her wand on the hook attached to the back of the door, and moved closer to the bed.
The floorboard creaked, and Harry's eyes shot open, grabbing for his wand on the nightstand. He pulled on his glasses, his wand in hand and was utterly shocked to find Ginny standing in the bedroom, in nothing but a half cup red lace bra, matching g-string, and garter belt, holding up red fishnet stockings. To him, she looked every bit of the whore that she was.
"Ginny, wa..." But Harry never got to finish his sentence.
"I'm sorry Harry. I wanted to surprise you. I'm so sorry for what you saw in the alley, Connor drugged me, gave me a love potion. I'm soo very sorry, will you please take me back?" she attempted to give him the puppy dog eyes that he now had to admit, she was horrible at.
He opened his mouth to respond but was cut off when a hand from behind him slid over his chest, stroking the strong muscles there.
Hermione awoke slowly. The wards that had gone off when Ginny entered had been fairly quite, indicating that the person was someone she knew and meant no harm, she had planned on going back to sleep until she heard Ginny's voice. She was quite, waiting for Ginny to stop speaking. When she did Hermione slid her arm around Harry possessively, and slid up behind him, out from underneath the covers. She kissed the back of Harry's neck lovingly, causing a smile to appear on his face and a confused look to come across Ginny's.
"Sorry Gin… But Harry here has found a better option."
Ginny looked at Harry, her eyes begging him to tell her that she was seeing things. Instead she saw Harry's hand slide over Hermione's and lace his fingers with hers.
"But… but you can't… its Hermione. Ugly, bucktooth bookworm." She looked down at herself, obviously thinking that she was a much better choice than Hermione, "Why would you have… her," pointing at Hermione, "when you could have me?"
Harry and Hermione both gave her a horrified look, "Why would I want to be with someone who goes behind my back and fucks a Ravenclaw? Your nothing but a whore Ginny, and that is just one of the millions of reasons I'd rather be with Hermione than you."
Ginny was furious by this time, her face as red as her hair, which was just a slight shade darker than the underwear she was still standing in. A sudden realization popped into her head; "I am totally telling Sirius that you're sleeping with his godson… now who's the whore?"
Both Hermione and Harry grinned letting out small self-satisfied laughs as Sirius threw the covers off and sat up. His hand was protectively resting on Hermione's hip as he shook the sleep from his brain, "Who's telling me about whom sleeping with my godson… besides Hermione and I of course."
Ginny's eyes grew even bigger than they were before, "But what… how, why? Uhhhh,"
Harry just laughed harder, "It's called bisexual… now if you would be so kind as to cover your hideous self with the jacket hanging on the door and show your self out…"
"But… but… What?" Ginny was stammering, still trying to wrap her head around Sirius, Harry and Hermione all in the same bed… naked.
"Please cover your self Gin, no one wants to see that around here," Hermione said, hoping the young redhead would get the point.
When Ginny didn't look like she was capable of movement, Hermione slid her hand under her pillow and gripped her wand, silently setting the wards to throw out their unwanted guest.
Within a second Ginny found herself standing outside in the snow, Her jacket a few feet away on the ground, directly in front of the Burrow.
"GINERVA MOLLY WEASLEY!" screamed a voice that could never be mistaken for anyone besides her mother's.
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"You know, that really wasn't a wake up call I was looking forward to…" Hermione said sarcastically. She took her hand off of her wand and slid back down, so that she was pressed between her two favorite men.
"I think I might go blind from seeing her in that ugly outfit… if I never see Ginny Weasley, especially in that lack of attire, again, I think I'd die a happy man." Said Sirius, completely revolted at the youngest Weasley.
"I really wonder how the hell I put up with her…" Harry mumbled as he turned around and slid his arms around Hermione, slipping a leg in between hers.
"So do we." The other two occupants of the bed stated at the same time.
"If I ever pick someone as ugly, both inside and out as her again would both of you please kick my ass?" He asked them, a small smirk on his face.
Hermione rolled her hips expertly against both Harry and Sirius' growing erections; "Your implying that we intend to let you go."
Sirius growled, his hand slipping over Hermione's body and grasping the back of Harry's head pulling him in for a kiss. He brought his lips just millimeters away from Harry's before whispering, "… and we don't."
He crashed his lips down on Harry's with a consuming fire that could not be ignored.
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George was opening the shop that morning. He was by himself, as usual. The store was in pristine condition; everything was out on the shelves and in its proper place. All he had to do was turn the sign that said "Open" and people would begin to rush in. He knew this, and yet he paused. He closed his eyes for a second and simply felt.
The sun was streaming in through the windows, he could smell the different potions and products all around the shop, but most of all he could feel his twin. His twin was there, a ghost like feeling spreading across his back, a soft "Oi", and then emptiness.
He opened his eyes, hoping that by some miracle his twin would be there, but the shop was still empty.
He took a deep breath, and then another, and then a few more until he heard a sharp knock on the glass at the door. He looked up and found Mandi, the young girl that ran Hermione's shop on Wednesday's and at lunch other days, with a large smile on her face.
George thought she was very pretty, Tiny little thing, about 5'3" he would say, with straight dark brown hair, and bewitching bright purple eyes. She usually wore jeans and tank tops, and the hottest leather choker around her neck, that had a ruby surrounded by onyx gems in the pattern of a flower. Life flowed from her, and George had to admit it was very hard to feel at all depressed around her.
He jogged to the door and opened it for her, "Good Morning, my Mandi Flower. What can I do for you this morning."
She smiled at his nickname for her, "Thought you might want to grab some coffee with me before we open the shops."
He grinned, "Only if you let me pay."
She smiled and brushed a non-existent piece of lint from his maroon robes, "Well… if you insist…"
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