Hermione and I hung out all day and had my first girlie day. I can not believe I have missed twenty-four years of this. It was really fun. Ok the whole leg waxing thing hurt, I could have gone my entire life without feeling that pain. Also Hermione said I should just dye the hair on my upper lip. That freaked me out so I just magicked it off. Also when Hermione was trying to blow dry my hair, she sorta burned my ear. But whatever.

I had just made sure Hermione safely flooed back to her house and didn't fall out of the wrong gate looking for a cookie shop. Ron was really angry the last time I let that happen.

The house was really quiet for this time of day. Harry should be home by now. I glance up at the clock my mother gave me and smile. It was just like the one at her house but just had me and Harry on it. She said when we start a family I could add on. I don't know who gave her the idea that I am having ten children. I'm not. She's lucky if I push out one. I mean look at Hermione, this baby has taken her usually calm demeanor and sent it straight to hell. I have never seen her so tense and angry. Not to mention in the space of eight hours, she peed several hundred times. Harry finally got fed up with it and went to Ron's for a guys day. All that means is they sit on the couch drinking beer and scratching themselves.

"Ginny?" Harry called from the living room.

"In the bedroom," I called and walked out smiling.

"Ah, that's where the Giant Squid has been," Harry said smirking at my face mask.

"Oh very funny. You're humor is amazing," I said sarcastically and walked quickly into the kitchen.

"Guess what I did today," Harry said getting himself some fruit.

"I don't know. What did you do?" I asked cutting a piece of cake.

"I went and looked at tuxes," Harry said clearly feeling like this was something to be proud of.

"You did? And why might that be?" I asked smiling.

"Because it's almost January and we only have four months," Harry said.

"Right," I said smirking.

Two Months Later

Guess what I found in a drawer. The contract. My no sex contract and I, Ginny, found a loophole. That is right a loophole. I am having sex again. I was literally going insane without it. I know I acted like I didn't mind but seriously I could not last another day.

What is the loop hole you ask. Well Harry and I have to break up, have sex and then get back together. I know I was overjoyed that I sent Harry a very erotic owl telling him to get home immediately. There was a pop from the living room.

"Harry," I called seductively from the bedroom. I adjusted my teddy and spread myself on the bed.

"Ginny?" Harry asked walking into the room looking like he was going to pass out. "Is this a joke?"

"Is that all you care about jokes? You selfish bastard the wedding is off! Make love to me," I basically pleaded.

"Wait what?" Harry asked confused.

"If we break up, then technically we can have sex," I said huskily crawling closer to him.

"Are you sure?" Harry croaked as I kissed his neck.

"I'm positive and I even checked with Fred and George," I said undoing his tie.

"Do you really want to do this?" Harry asked kissing my neck with such a need I didn't even know why he was asking.

"More than you know," I moaned and fell back into the bed. "Just quick before someone thinks we really did break up and they come trying to reconcile with us."

Harry knocked his shoes off and quickly got out of his shirt and pants. "Better?" Harry asked and slid on top of me. I moaned again as I felt him rub his hand over my breast. I kissed him as deeply as I could trying to savor the moment.

"This is going to be it till May," I said in between kisses.

"Why?" Harry asked trying to tug my dress off.

"My family isn't stupid. They are going to figure out what we did and rewrite the contract," I moaned and arched my back.

"Right," Harry answered and then let out a groaned from the back of his throat. I grinded my hips against him feeling a way I hadn't felt in three months.

Harry slid out of his boxers and positioned himself in between my legs. He kissed my forehead again and moaned as my hand slid between his thigh. Minutes later Harry slid inside of me and we began to rock back in forth grinding ourselves to climax.

As soon as we were done we both collapsed in an after glow that was going to be hard to wipe off our faces.

"I missed that!" Harry said rolling over and laying next to me.

"I know. Hey guess what?" I said giggling.

"What?" Harry asked playing along.

"I forgive you," I said kissing his nose. "The Wedding is back on."

"Ginny Weasley!" a familiar voice boomed from the living room. I recognized it as either Fred or George.

I stumbled out of bed and walked into the living room.

"You think you are so smart," George said angrily.

"Yes I do," I said crouching down. "Why are you so angry?"

"You saw the loophole and that's why you asked about it," Fred snapped.

"Good job. Alas you are to late I just had the best twenty minutes of my life," I said happily.

"Well I want to let you know that you cant do that again," George snapped.

"Take your contract and burn it. Tell whoever won that I hope they enjoy the money. I am done with that stupid thing!" I cried and flounced back into the room.

"What was that about the contract?" Harry asked smiling.

"I told them to forget about it. I have so many things I want to do to you right now," I said leaping onto him.

"Like what?" Harry asked smiling even broader.

"Well-" I began but stopped when I heard a pop.

"Family?" Harry asked worriedly. I waited and listened.

"No," I smiled and kissed him again. "The contract is about to become void. Everyone will know we had sex…"

"Everyone always knows when we have sex," Harry answered.

"I cant do it!" I wailed rolling off of him. I could see he looked upset.

"Why?" he whined.

"I need to stand them up. I'm sick but I get this weird twisted pleasure in standing up to my family. Please just bear with me."

"Fine," Harry answered huffily.

"I am so going to make this up to you on our wedding night," I said kissing him.

"We are going non-stop for hours," Harry said still pouting.

"Hours and hours. Just pure animal sex," I said getting out of bed.

"Fine," Harry grumbled and got out of bed.

"I love you," I whispered.

"Yeah, yeah," Harry said with a small smile.

The Burrow

One Week Later

Something strange was going on. I could feel it. I actually didn't know what it was until after dinner. Then I knew. The twins had spiked our drinks. Right good thing I didn't drink it. Mum and dad did. They were hanging all over each other like horny school children. At one point I couldn't even see my fathers left hand. That was when Fred and George walked in and I turned to them angrily.

"What did you do?" I hissed angrily as they looked panicked.

"It was just a little spell. It was supposed to induce and relieve sexual frustration," George muttered.

"Well they seem to be doing that don't they? Dad is totally pawing mum. You need to make it stop!" I snapped as mum let out another shriek.

"And say what exactly?" Fred asked looking disgusted.

"I don't care if you have to get them a room. Make sure they do not have sex down here," I snapped. The twins looked and mum and dad and sighed.

"You need to help," George hissed.

"Me why me?" I snapped.

"Mum is a woman," Fred said simply.

"She's not a lesbian," I said angrily.

"I know that!" Fred snapped. "I just need you to take her to room in case she starts whipping her clothes off."

"I can not believe you were going to give that to me! And what to win a few galleons? I am family!" I said outraged. I was uber pissed.

"Keep your knickers on straight. Its not a few, try a few thousand. Calm down you didn't even drink it. Just get mum up the stairs," George said moving towards dad.

"Mum," I called happily. She pulled her face off of my father and looked over at my angrily. "Wouldn't you like to take this upstairs?" I asked grimacing. Ron and Hermione were watching with a mixture of disgust and confusion.

Mum giggled wildly and she and dad raced up the stairs at an alarming rate. I sat down on the couch exhausted.

"What is it with this family? We are all bonkers," I said shaking my head.

"Not all of us," George snapped.

"You spiked my drink with Viagra," I saw it on an infomercial, "only mum and dad got it so they are having sex not us. And why did you spike it? Because you betted that we couldn't have sex for six months. We are all A-class, St. Mungo's crazy patients."

"Hey I'm normal," Bill protested.

"Married a veela," I said turning to him.

"What about me?" Hermione asked angrily.

"Turned into a cat," I said trying to not to giggle at her face.

"What about Harry?" Ron asked nodding at him dozing on the couch.

"Hello Boy-Who-Lived, defeated Voldemort, blah, blah, blah," I said smirking.

"We are crazy," Fred smirked slightly.

"I'm not," Charlie said through a mouthful of cake.

"Yeah that's all you," I answered shaking my head.

A/N Please read and review.