"So we're not having sex. This is us not having sex," Harry said lying on his back and staring at the ceiling.

"Yup. We can totally do this. I have no idea what Hermione is talking about. How long have we not been officially having sex?" I asked turning to him.

"Six minutes," Harry said looking at his watch. I groaned. We were lying next to each other not touching. I didn't dare move. "This is fine. I can totally handle this."

"Yeah we're fine," I said faking a smile. Harry slid a hand over to grasp mine. "Don't touch me." I snapped quickly. His hand retreated and I sighed. "I was fine until everyone started betting on us!"

"I think we should get the money," Harry said angrily.

"I know. It's our libido they are betting on," I said crossing my arms over my chest.

"Can we kiss?" Harry asked.

"I don't know," I said frowning. "I guess."
"We're just kissing. Nothing more," Harry said slowly moving over to me and kissing me on the cheek.

"Stay on the lips. Do not move your hands anywhere else," I warned and slid under him. "Ok ready?"

"Wait…yeah ok," Harry said and kissed me on the lips. Minutes later I felt a familiar hardness between my legs and had to use all my strength to not reach out and grasp it.

"Does oral sex count?" I asked staring into his eyes.

"I don't think so…" Harry said slowly. I moved my hands over his chest.

"I think they meant no penetration," I said sliding my hands lower. My hands brushed over his hardness and slid under the waist band of his pants. I grasped him. "What do you think?"

"Guh," Harry said into my neck. I began to slide my hand up and down his length when there was a knock on the door.

"Get off," I hissed at Harry. He quickly rolled off and put a pillow over his crotch. "Come in."

Fred and George walked in holding two pieces of parchment.

"What is this?" I asked taking it.

"Your no sex contract," George said handing me a quill.

"I am not signing a contract," I snapped thrusting it back at them.

"You gotta," Fred snapped.

"Last time I signed something for you I ended up on a date with your fried Earl, who by the way was a complete freak and kept trying to stuff French fries down my shirt," I said pushing the paper away again.

"Ok, that was a joke. This is a serious contract," George said smirking at the memory.

"Hell no," I said. They both sighed.

"Well if you think you cant do it…" Fred trailed off.

"That hasn't worked on me in years," I said folding my arms.

"Ginny, sign it. A lot of people have money riding on the contract," George said handing it back to me.

"I don't need to sign a contract!" I snarled.

"We all set dates," Fred said pulling out a calendar. "We have next week."

"Why do I even have to sign this?" I snapped taking the contract back.

"To let the winner know. Everyone gets a coin, and the winner's will light up if you consummate," George said smiling. "All thanks to D.A. meetings," George smirked at Harry who just looked over the contract.

"Does your mother know about this?" Harry asked smirking at them.

"Hell no and you'd be a little man for telling her," Fred said quickly.

Harry snorted. "I'm not going to tell her."

"Good," Fred said looking over Harry's contract.

"C'mon Ginny. This is like a challenge," Harry said happily putting his name down.

"Harry you don't know what happens if we loose!" I cried watching in horror as he scrolled his name down.

"Nothing will happen to you," George said consolingly. "You have my honor."

"Not much huh?" I snapped. He rolled his eyes and offered the paper back to me.

"I mean it, anything happens to either one of us and I am going to send your balls to some unlucky Eskimo's," I warned. They exchanged looks and looked back at me. "Do you want to change your story?"

"No, nothing happens," Fred answered again. "Pinky swear," he offered me his pinkie and I took it.

"Sign it," George said. I rolled my eyes and scanned the contract.

Ginny and Harry's No Sex Contract

Begins: December 25th

Ends: May 24th

Rules:

No sex before the set date (May 24th)

Kissing (allowed in moderation. It can not lead to any of the others or you loose.)

No Oral(Fred: Ew!)

No Rubbing (George: Double Ew!)

Please sign here:

OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo

I looked over the contract and sighed. I quickly scrawled my name down on the paper and the twins left.

"Thank you. We will be in contact soon," Fred said opening the door. I flung a pillow at him and they left quickly.

"This is so humiliating. I can not believe Hermione went and blabbed to everyone!" I cried angrily.

"Hey at least we get to do some stuff," Harry said kissing my neck.

"Harry she is right," I moaned sadly.

"Who is?" Harry asked moving his hand along my body.

"Hermione, I am like a horny school girl. I really think I might be like a nympho in heat," I said sadly into his chest.

"No you're not!" Harry said laughing. I didn't find anything funny.

"Every one is betting against us!" I said angrily. "No one else seems to agree with you! At least you can control yourself."

"I know," Harry said smiling slightly.

"Ok, that is one of the things you are not supposed to agree with me on," I snapped angrily pushing his hand off my breast. "See look at us! We just had sex this morning! It's only eight and we need to do it again?"

"We don't have to," Harry said rolling off of me. We both stared up at the ceiling for a moment. "Wanna go get breakfast?"

"Please," I said getting up. "You're turned on!"

"No I'm not," Harry snapped blushing a deep red. I pointed to his crotch. "Well I cant help that!"

"You gotta try! We have six months of not having sex buddy!" I said folding my arm.

"You were the one who thought it was a good idea!" Harry snapped.

"You signed the contract you stupid…freak!" I shouted and left the room. Storming down the stairs guilt started to surge through me. Well at least if we were fighting then we wouldn't have to worry about sex. I walked into the kitchen and noticed everyone got really quiet. Whatever.

"So what's up?" Hermione giggled coming over to me.

"Hermione, baby or no baby I will kick your ass…right now," I said advancing on her. She scampered to a chair and sat down. Everyone exchanged worried glances and I began to make myself some coffee. A minute later everyone was making jokes about my situation. I was so angry I could barely speak. Honestly I thought I was going to kill someone.

"What is all this noise?" mum asked walking into the kitchen and smiling at me.

"Everyone made a bet to see how long I can go without sex. Apparently everyone thinks it will a little under a week," I said watching as everyone looked nervous and ashamed.

"What?" mum roared.

"Tattle tail," George hissed. "It is just a harmless little bet. So far we have five thousand galleons."

"What?" I snapped. "Who the hell is betting all this money?"

"You know us, Lupin, Tonks, Moody, Snape, just to name a few," Fred answered going over his list.

"You told all those people?" I asked feeling violated.

"Well no, Ron did," George said nodding at Ron who stiffened.

"I have a baby on the way," Ron said urgently.

"Can I get in on that?" mum asked excitedly.

"That's it! I am so outta here!" I screamed. Everyone looked over at me shocked. "Bye. I'll see you at the wedding if I feel like inviting any of you!"

I stomped up the stairs and ran into Harry.

"Ok fixed it, I can eat now," Harry said happily rubbing his hands together.

"Pack," I snarled.

"What?" Harry asked as I grabbed his arm and dragged him into my old room.

"Pack. We are leaving right now. I want to be gone in three minutes," I snarled angrily feeling tears of humiliation run down my face.

"Alright," Harry said quickly picking up his stuff.

"Shrink it," I ordered shrinking my luggage into the size of a sickle.

"Ready?" he asked and I nodded. I closed my eyes and when I looked around I was at my house.

"Put the Apparating wards up," I said walking into the bedroom. Harry did as I said and walked into the room.

"Everything alright?" he asked settling next to me.

"No, they told everyone," I said bursting into angry tears.

"Oh," Harry said. I could feel his blush on my hand.

"Yeah, I just wanted to get out of there," I said leaning my head on the pillow.

"What do you want to do?" Harry asked settling next to me.

"I don't know, what do other couples do?" I asked turning so I was facing him.

"Want to talk?" he asked and I smiled.

"Sure, what about?" I asked rubbing his cheek.

"You're rubbing," Harry warned jokingly. He kissed my hand. "Let's talk about when you were a kid."

"Alright," I said. I didn't feel like talking about my family now, but Harry wanted to and I was piss bored. "What would you like to know?"

"What was it like growing up with six brothers?" Harry asked smiling at me.

"Gross. They were all smelly and just gross. I had to learn that no matter what they said, I couldn't cry. I had to act like nothing fazed me."

"Why?" Harry asked interested.

"Because then they would know they were getting to me, and they would use it every time they wanted to hurt me," I said quietly.

"Like what?" Harry asked.

"Fred called me fat one day and I almost burst into tears right then, but I waited. Then after I was in my room I cried for an hour and didn't eat for a week."

"Wow, at least you weren't shoved into a cupboard," Harry joked.

"They tossed me into a lake the summer of my second year and I would have drowned if Ron didn't fish me out," I said smirking. "They thought they would teach me how to swim and I tried to kick myself to the surface but my pants were caught on a twig."

"What else?" Harry murmured.

"I have all male cousins," I said ticking off the names.

"What about on your moms side?" Harry asked cocking his head to the side.

"Voldemort killed her brothers, Fabian and Gideon Prewett," I said and Harry's eyes widened in recognition. "You know them?"

"Moody told me about them," Harry said quietly.

"Oh," I said. "I never knew them and to my knowledge they didn't have any kids."

"You were the first female Weasley born in centuries right?" Harry asked. I giggled and nodded. "How did you have a female cousin then?"

"Step-cousin. She was born in my aunt Kathy's first marriage. Then she married my dad's brother," I said smiling. "My mother cant stand her. It is really funny because my grandmother loves my aunt Kathy, and my grandmother hates my mother. I cant wait for you to see it at the wedding."

"How come she wasn't at Ron and Hermione's?" Harry asked rubbing my nose.

"According to my grandmother, she broke her leg and the cast she was wearing didn't match her outfit. She broke it the night before the wedding and didn't have a chance to get to a medi-wizard or shop. So she just didn't come. And you saw my aunt Kathy. She was the one my mother was trying to keep away from the bar," I said giggling again.

The doorbell chimed but neither of us moved to get it. For the first time in a long time we just spent the afternoon talking and giggling.

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