LATE NIGHT BURROWING PART TWO– BY FORGOTTEN-IN-THE-RUSH.

Summary: Part 2 of my tale about Harry and Ginny's nights shared in the Burrow before they must part ways. This time Harry instigates. Set during the start of Deathly Hallows. WARNINGS: Smut, PWP, Kinks

Ginny stood there staring at the place where Harry had stood just moments before. The Chosen One had vanished; apparated clutching onto her brother and her best friend when they were attacked at Bill and Fleur's wedding reception. Staring and remembering.

Harry had come to her room late last night, very late. He was upset, he didn't want to drag his friends into danger on his crazy quest but Ron had talked him back. When Ron had fallen back asleep Harry had snuck back out to visit her.

He pulled her out of bed and seemed pleased to see that her pyjamas were very skimpy. Harry had dragged Ginny out of her room and into the hallway.

"Is there anywhere we can go? Or is everywhere full up of wedding quests?" Harry asked.

Ginny thought for a moment then had an idea, grabbing Harry's arm as she rushed though the house. Soon they arrived outside a door.

"Hey," said Harry, realisation dawning on him, "I remember this room,"

"Yep," said Ginny, turning the handle and tugging him inside.

They were in the same cupboard as before. The cupboard where they both lost their virginity just a year before.

"This could be the last time I see you," said Ginny, desperately trying to stop her eyes filling up with tears, but still they came.

Harry put his hand on her cheek and wiped away her tears with his thumb. "Don't Gin, don't cry," he said, comfortingly

She looked up at him, into his eyes, "Bu-" she started

"Then let's make this special" he said taking her hand, "And hope it's not the last time"

Ginny pulled her hand free and took Harry's face between her hands, "So, chosen one," she started "What were you thinking when you got me out of bed at this hour?"

"Oh, something like this," he said, shrugging, faux-innocence plastered on his face. With that he pressed his lips to hers, backing her into a wall, hands roaming where they pleased. Ginny moaned before her hands started seeking out Harry's crotch. She cupped his growing manhood though his trousers and squeezed. "Ginny," he gasped, moving against her hand. Ginny smiled and teasingly removed her hand. Harry stopped kissing her neck and scowled at her.

"What?" she replied innocently.

"Don't tease, Ginny"

"Why not?" she whispered against his neck, sending delightful tingles down his spine. Her hand had returned to his groin before she teasingly removed it again.

Harry shuddered involuntarily and Ginny smiled in triumph, thinking of new ways to tease Harry.

"Because it's not nice," he said. Let's see how she likes it Harry thought. But before he could try anything Ginny had lowered herself to her knees in front of him and was starting to unbutton his pants.

"Mmmm," Harry groaned

Ginny had now completely undone Harry's pants and slid them down to his ankles, where he stepped out of them before kicking them aside. She ran her hands up and down his hard length, licking her lips, making sure Harry saw every movement. He did. And it was making him even harder.

"That's it Harry. I'm going to make you cum for me," she whispered before taking him into her mouth. He groaned, thrusting into her mouth, threading his fingers into her hair.

He breathing quickened as Ginny sucked, licked and teased. Harry could feel himself getting closer and closer to his release. "Gin," he panted "Oh, Gin I'm almost there, don't stop!"

Ginny was in two minds, she wanted this time to be good for him, but she also wanted to keep teasing him mercilessly. But her deliberation took time and before she could decide Harry had started to spill his seed into her mouth. The warm liquid hit the back of her throat, burning slightly before she swallowed it down.

Ginny released his cock from her mouth and he sank down onto his knees in front of her. "Man, Ginny that was good," he gasped, still struggling for breath. He pulled her into a hug, grasping her to the front of his chest. "Ginny Weasley, I love you," he whispered, his breath ticking her ear.

"I love you too, Harry Potter," she replied, slipping his t-shirt over his head, "But right now I want to make love to you,"

Harry grinned one of those grins that Ginny knew him best for. "Anything for you," Harry said before standing up and pulling Ginny to her feet as well.

He kissed her sweetly on the lips as he worked her shirt up her sides. As he lifted it over her head, he pushed a knee between Ginny's legs, opening them wider. He kissed her again as he threw away her shirt before making his way down her pale, freckled body. Off came her bra. Off came her shorts. Off came her underpants. Harry was now kneeling before Ginny, her back against the wall. He kissed her thigh, licking up its length as he hooked his hand underneath and lifted it onto his shoulder, giving him easier access to her now dripping core.

"Ginny," he moaned, licking along her slit. Ginny shuddered with pleasure, whimpering when Harry moved away. He lightly kissed her clit, his hands massaging her bottom. "Like that, Gin?" he asked, his eyes alight with lust. "Mmhmm," she moaned the affirmative, "But I like it better when your mouth is on me,"

"Don't be so greedy Ginny," Harry chastised, with a hint of what Ginny now recognised as teasing in his voice. She scowled down at him and forcefully returned his mouth to her. He obliged long enough for Ginny to lower her guard so he could move away again. Once again Ginny moaned sadly at the loss of contact.

Harry smiled at her and stood up, licking his lips, getting all her juice off his face. "Don't like it much do you, Gin?" he said, "I hope you've learnt your lesson,"

"Yes," said Ginny, nodding her head vigorously, putting her hands on either side of his face and pulling him in for a kiss. During their kiss Harry slipped a hand down her body and through the curls at the top of her thighs. It brushed enticingly over her clit, playfully teasing her entrance, then suddenly it drifted further, sweeping over her other entrance. Ginny gasped. It was an unexpected turn but one she found she enjoyed as Harry gently rubbed the ring of muscles there before slipping on finger just inside. This was exciting and new.

"Harry," she gasped, as he slid his finger in further, inadvertently rubbing her clit with his wrist, bringing pleasure beyond compare. Their foreheads rested against each other's.

Harry didn't say anything but felt himself become uncomfortably aroused as Ginny's juices leaked onto his wrist, his finger still just inside her.

"Harry," she groaned again.

"Ginny," he whispered, barely audible. Ginny's hand reached forward and took him in her hands, stroking along the length. Harry, with the hand not already pleasuring Ginny, took one breast into his hand, massaging and squeezing it.

"Harry, I want you in me. Now!" Ginny said, pulling him towards her.

Harry grinned back at her and said "No,"

Ginny's mouth dropped open and she started in disbelief at Harry. "What?" she asked, her hands, removed from him, now hung aimlessly at her sides.

Harry grinned again and kissed Ginny on the lips. "What's the magic word?"

Ginny kept her head close and spoke against his lips. "Fuck me now or I'll hex you into next week,"

Harry lost his grin and pulled back to look at Ginny. She smiled. "Magic enough for you, or did you want the specific hex?" she asked sweetly.

"No, that's good enough" he said, already buried deep inside her. Ginny let out a squeak at the sudden sensation.

Harry laughed and Ginny felt it all the way through her body.

"Harry Potter, I will kill you," she said, moaning into him as he rocked his hips upwards, catching her thighs and wrapping them around his waist. He pushed her into the wall and repeatedly thrust upwards into her. Harry was just starting to find it difficult to hold Ginny up and keep moving when she gripped his shoulders suddenly and screamed. Harry quickly put a hand over her mouth to muffle the noise but her slick walls tightened suddenly around his member and Harry came, just as noisily, shotting his load deep within her.

"Ginny Weasley, I think you just did,"

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