My story. NOT my characters. I DONT OWN ANYTHING, im only saying it once cuz im lazy like that. I only own a REALLY messed up mind. Also... sorry to anyone who likes Dean

side note... reviews are nice...

"Harry! Put me down! My legs work just fine!" Harry looked at Ginny pouting in his arms.

"Ok, I'll put you down," Harry chuckled. Harry slowly put Ginny on her feet, and gave her a fierce kiss. Ginny felt her knees go weak from the passion in it.

"Maybe you can carry me a bit further," Ginny gasped for air and clung to Harry to stay on her feet. "Bastard."

Harry only grinned and picked Ginny up again. "Am I such a bastard for wanting to hold you?"

"Yes," Ginny renewed her pouting but couldn't keep a smile from her lips.

"Then a bastard I am and will always be."

They were laughing as they entered the common room again. It was empty except for them. Harry laid Ginny on a couch and kneeled next to her. Laughter still bright in their eyes, Harry went to kiss Ginny again, but Ginny turned her back.

"Night night Harry," her shoulders were shaking in teasing laughter.

"What? No good night kiss?"

"Nope!"

"Um... Yes," Harry moved Ginny's hair and kissed her neck. Harry slowly slid his lips across Ginny's tingling skin to her cheek. Ginny couldn't resit any longer and turned to kiss him.

"Night!" Harry jumped up grinning evilly and began to make his way across the room. Laughing, Ginny chased after him, and knocked him into another couch. Somehow, they wrestled without falling off. After countless laughs and half spoken threats, Harry was on top of her.

"Now..." Harry tried to press his laughing lips to hers, but Ginny countered by pressing her hips against Harry's firm again member A.N.: like a born again Christan... a firm again member... lol sorry just had to.

"Dammit," Harry rolled off both Ginny and the couch with a thud. Laughing madly, Harry looked at the bulge in his pants, "You already had your fun. Lots of fun to. Now go back down and let the rest of me have fun." Ginny rested her head on Harry's shoulder and began tracing his ear with her tounge. "That doesn't help," Harry moaned leaning back.

"Would this help?" Ginny teased and kissed Harry lightly. Soon the light hearted kiss turned into yet another passionate exchange. Harry's hand entwined in Ginny's hair, pressing her closer.

Ron was in a daze. Harry and his little sister almost naked together. Dean calling his sister nasty names. Harry knocking Dean's lights out. Ginny leaving in Harry's arms. Dean screaming bloody marry while blood poured from his face. How does someone deal with that? What should he do about Harry and Ginny? Dean? Ron jogged ahead of the mass of Gryffindors, wanting to be alone. Shaking, Ron entered the common room, and received another shock.

Harry and Ginny were kissing up side down on a couch, both moaning and twisting in obvious passion, and Harry with an obvious boner. They broke their kiss and looked at each other.

"No." Harry's voice was quiet. No what? Ron wondered.

"How bout this?" Ginny giggled. Giggled! Ron was on the verge of a heart attack from all the shock. Then he had one, when hes saw Ginny slide her hands down Harry's shirt and to his boner.

THUMP!

Harry and Ginny both jumped apart. Searching the room for what happened, they saw Ron's limp form laying by the portrait hole. Harry and Ginny rushed over to his side.

"What do you think happened?"

"I'm not sure."

After trying to revive Ron, and failing Harry said, "I should probably carry him up to his bed."

"Your right." Ginny looked into Harry's eyes, "I love you Harry," Her word were almost a whisper.

"I love you Ginny." Harry said with love dripping form his voice, he kissed her gently "Good night my sweet Ginny." Harry scooped Ron up and carried him away to the boys rooms.

Ginny sat there for a moment, grinning wildly. When she heard the sounds of the other Gryffindors, Ginny made her way to her own rooms. She glided from step to step, running over the nights events in her head. Crawling into bed, she remembered the warmth Harry radiated, and wished he was with her.

"I lost control alright?" Harry's anoyance plain in his voice.

"Brother, I'm only saying you shouldn't kill so freely."

Harry snorted, "Yes, because I have so many problems with controling myself."

"You have a point, but should you go revealing yourself to one who can be taken?"

"No," Harry sighed, "but I've set spells so no one else saw me but Dean. I also have spells to alert me to the presence of any on the other side." Harry gazed out a hole in the obsidian walls. A whole city of mixed times was sprawlled below. There was a castle next to a modern office building across a dirt road from a crude house of stone. Every building was the same black obsidian, the only light coming from some source unknown was a bloody red. It was only light, but it seemed to ozze off everything it touched.

"Ok. I'm only worried 'cause I don't want to deal with you down here one second before I have to. Vists are nice and all, but if you die, you stay here. I can deal with seeing you know and then, but until you are reborn again? That would be torture." Dead lips curled into a smile and half rotted lungs wheezed with laughter.

"No worries there. I don't like looking at your face any longer then I have to." Harry laughed, "And with that I must go, I don't want to be missed. Don't expect me to be back anytime soon Anubis."

"You're just jealous of my good looks." Anubis chuckled, "Besides, I don't look forward to seeing your ugly face Fang."

Harry only laughed and jumped out the window. Harry let joy wrap around his heart, and feathery wings burst from his back. He was soon swiftly soaring back to the world of the living.

"Demons... Help me... He's killed me... Harry... Please... Don't kill me again!... Harry... DEMON!"

Madam Pomfrey sat by Dean's side trying to stop his screaming. He had only just stopped bleeding, but if he kept thrashing like this she fear he was going to open up his wounds. What had Harry done ot this poor boy?

Dean was trapped in a dream. Over and over he saw Harry grow great twisting horns, huge leathery wings, and razor sharp claws. Again and again, the demon Harry had become ripped at his fleshed and killed him, sending him to the man who was dark and yet light of skin. Every time, he was thrown back so a horrible roar could shatter his mind, then it would all begin anew. Dean tried to plead with Harry, but Harry only killed him.

"Please, not again. Please." Dean stared at the human Harry, begging him not to hurt him again. This time instead of becoming a demon, Harry became and angel. Everything turned white leaving only Dean and Harry.

"I think you have learned your lesson now Dean. Never let me catch wind of you calling Ginny such names again." Harry spun and flew off, sending Dean into a peacful darkness.

"Hu... Wha..." Ginny mumbled sleepily.

"Shhhhh. Sleep my love." Harry wrapped his arms around Ginny and brought her close to him.

Ginny fell back asleep with out protest. We already had sex. I doubt the other girls will mind if they wake up and see me with Ginny. Besides, I want to fulfill one last dream tonight.

Harry soon fell asleep with Ginny in his arms. Both sighed in contentment. The night passed peacefully, Harry and Ginny snuggled close to each other. Both their dream fulfilled. Sleeping in the others arms.