I woke up this morning feeling very happy. At first I didn't know why. Have you ever woken up on Christmas morning wondering why you were so damn jumpy and excited, and then it hits you? Well that was what happened today. I was lying in bed, it was way too early to get up, when I remembered. It was actually when Harry started rubbing my stomach that I remembered. I'm pregnant!
I gave a small squeal and turned over to Harry. He was smiling at me with this Cheshire cat grin. It made me shiver slightly like when you know he's about to make you have an orgasm. That kind of shiver.
"Morning Potter," I said smiling broader.
"Morning," Harry replied kissing my cheek, then down the my nose, and my neck. I sighed happily and turned on my back. "Oh wait…," Harry said stopping and sitting up.
"What?" I asked almost whining.
"It's nine," Harry said glancing at his watch then rolling out of bed. I watched him go with what must have been a look of pure horror.
"So?" I snapped lightly.
"We promised Hermione and Ron we would be at their house by no later than nine-thirty," Harry said spelling it out for me. I growled lightly and also got up.
"Hey who do we tell first?" Harry asked from the closet. I paused.
"Harry I'm going to go make an appointment with a doctor later. You know just to be sure," I said carefully. Harry stepped out of the closet wearing boxers and a t-shirt.
"What do you mean to make sure?" Harry asked yanking on a pair of sweats.
"You know. I don't want to go on for months thinking I'm pregnant and then just having a false alarm," I said laughing.
"Alright," Harry said like it made sense. I sighed and walked into the bathroom. The pregnancy test was lying on the sink, the box at it's side. I moved over to the shelf and grabbed another test.
Three minutes later I saw another positive smiled. I mean how many false positives can you have? They say there are no false positives, false negatives. So there I really am preggers. Haha!
I went into the kitchen and tried to make myself some tea, but a whole bunch of crap fell down and some little flaky crap got into my tea. I figured it was probably just mint or something. It made the tea taste better.
After I downed a cup of the tea and had a handful of whatever fell into it, I went back into the bathroom and picked up the test again and just stood there smiling at it.
Harry walked into the bathroom and took his toothbrush from the holder. He glanced at me.
"You gonna get dressed?" Harry asked nuzzling my neck. I smiled and fell into his hug. He grabbed onto me tightly.
"How long does it take to floo there?" I asked sighing as his nuzzling soon turned into kissing and nibbling.
"Oh a matter of minutes," Harry said his hands trailing from my shoulders down to my breasts.
"Ron is usually still asleep till at least ten," I said in between gasping. Harry was now trailing his fingers over my hardening nipples.
"So you're saying we have an hour?" Harry asked kissing my collar bone.
"Oh yes," I said as he dipped his head down to my breast.
We stumbled into the bedroom already turned on, and tumbled into the bed. I landed hard on my back and smiled as Harry slid on top of me and resumed his kissing and fondling.
I pulled his shirt over his head and kicked his pants off. Harry's hands were now moving down my outer thigh and slowly working into the center. I spread my legs a little more letting him rest comfortably on my stomach. His fingers began to tease me as we kissed again. I brought my feet up and began to tug his boxers off his hips. He went to take off his glasses when I stopped him.
"Keep them on," I said moaning as he slowly began to stoke me.
"Turn you on?" Harry asked as I began to kiss his neck.
"Yup," I said raking my fingers over his Quidditch toned body and further done to his abdomen. He hitched in his breath as I made my way further down until I reached my destination.
Harry resumed his teasing and I gave a cry of pleasure as he sunk two fingers deep into my center. I picked up my pace as I felt my climax approaching. Harry felt it too because he scooted down, spread my legs, and flicked his tongue over my erect clit. I cried out as I felt my orgasm rush over me. Harry continued his teasing for a moment until I pulled him up and flipped over so that I was on top.
I kissed his neck and collar bone, then slowly made my way down to his stomach. I took him in my hand and slowly stroked him, picking up my pace as I heard his breath becoming shorter. When I felt he was close I bent down and took him in my mouth. He let out a low groan and grabbed onto my head, pushing me further towards him. I could feel him reaching his peak and was about to continue, when he roughly pulled me up and flipped me over.
I felt him enter me and begin his rhythmic pace. A minute later I could feel myself about to climax and grabbed onto his back. I pushed his face closer to mine in what was meant as a kiss, but just ended up having our face squashed together while we breathed raggedly. I wrapped my legs around him and licked the outer shell of his ear.
His hand had slid onto my nipple and gave it a little tug. I felt myself explode with a small cry of delight, hearing Harry do the same a minute later.
For a minute and a half, we just lay there breathing deeply. Harry rolled over and kissed my cheek. I wiped sweat off of my brow and continued to gulp for breath. Seriously I was unable to breath it was that intense. Like being sucked under water in the ocean and trying desperately to come up and take a real breath before sinking back down, but being unable too, so that when you can finally breath, you're breathing like it's going out of style.
Anyways, we lay there for a moment.
"What time is it?" I asked finally breathing normally.
"Nine-thirty-five," Harry said and I regretfully got out of bed and stumbled into the bathroom. I took a shower, washed my hair, walked past Harry and got dressed. Harry walked into the bathroom and came out five minutes later. He was back over to the closet and grabbed the same clothes he was wearing, and shoved them back on. I turned to him and kissed his deeply. I pushed into him, so that he was pushed against the wall. He seemed shocked at my answer but still kissed me back.
I ran my hands up and down his body before moving on to kiss his neck. Harry quickly made me stand up straight and back up a foot or so. "I really wouldn't do that," Harry gasped turning pink.
"Sorry," I muttered smirking.
We walked into the bare living room and flooed to Hermione and Ron's.
The kitchen was empty and I could hear a small cry from the bedroom.
"Guys?" I called wiping my sleeves off. I walked into the living room to see Ron and Hermione sitting peacefully by the fire. "What are you doing?"
"We're sitting," Hermione answered in a calm voice.
"Are you drugged?" Harry asked not sure of what to do. They looked like Stepford people. I saw the movie this summer with Hermione.
"No! She's asleep. She has been crying non-stop for hours. Literally! She started at like four in the morning and didn't stop until about three minutes ago. I am so exhausted!" Hermione said turning to us. I noticed Ron must have dozed off.
"Why don't you two go get some sleep?" I asked kindly.
"You don't know anything about babies!" Hermione said although really looking like she wanted to marry my idea.
"It'll be great practice," I said cheerfully. I stopped and looked at Harry who was watching Hermione to see a change in her appearance. She wasn't even listening to me.
"Yeah well…if you really want to," Hermione said distractedly.
"Go sleep," I said firmly.
"Oh really?" Hermione asked her eyes filling with tears.
"Go," I said warmly.
She burst into tears and pulled me into a rough hug.
"This is why you are the babies god-mother," Hermione whispered before levitating Ron to their room. I sighed and sat back on the couch.
"How long do newborns sleep I wonder?" I asked leaning my head on Harry's shoulder.
"Why?" Harry asked as my hand slid up and down his stomach. Harry was looking tense and kept glancing at the stairs as though expecting Ron and Hermione to rush down any second and yell at us.
"Lighten up," I whispered into his ear. My hand slid lower and began to move in small circles, pressing harder into his body. He let out a groan and grabbed my hand. I pushed him away and kept doing what I was going to do. Harry began to breath more with unsteady breaths. I could feel his arousal and slowly slid his zipper down. He gulped and continued to watch the stairs. I shook him out from behind his jeans and stroked him lightly.
"Ginny-," Harry said desperately as I slowly slid my tongue out to caress his head. He groaned into his fist and stopped all attempts to physically stop me. He was now saying something but not clear enough because it kept getting trapped in moans. I let him glide into my mouth and began to pick up my tempo. I felt him get ready to climax when a Mia started to cry. I hopped up instantly and heard Harry give me a sound of anger. I just glanced at him and quickly bent down and slid him back in. After another minute Harry groaned and spilled into my mouth. I kissed his head and ran into the baby's room. Not before hissing to him to clean up. He gave me a glare and slid his wand out of his pocket.
I hopped up the stairs to the tiny pink room where Mia was lying in her crib. I smiled at her and picked her up, letting her head rest in the crook of my arm. She cried again but slowly began to stop when I began to sing and rock her back to sleep. I left the nursery and made my way downstairs where Harry was making himself tea.
After I placed the baby in her bassinet I walked into the kitchen and went up behind Harry. He was standing by the sink filling a teapot with water. I crept behind him and kissed his neck.
He jumped and almost dropped the water on the floor. "You scared the crap out of me!" he hissed lowering the pot onto the stove burner.
"I'm sorry," I said huskily walking over to him. I felt so alive and turned on that I really needed him right now. God he looked so sexy in his sweats and shirt. I just had to have him.
"What do you want?" Harry asked getting to cups out of the cabinet. "Honey, sugar, mint?"
"I want you to make love to me right now," I said unbuttoning my dress. I let it slide off of me and onto the floor. Harry turned around and gaped at me.
"What has gotten into you?" Harry asked sounding in awe as I began to unclasp my bra. "Ginny stop it! We are at your brothers house!" Harry sounded nervous as I advanced on him. "You are a pregnant lady now you cant just do whatever you want whenever you please!"
I just sighed and dropped to my knees.
"Ginny no!" Harry hissed as I tugged his pants down.
"Harry will you relax? Those two will be asleep for hours and that baby wakes for minutes at a time," I replied easing him out.
"Ginny I really don't think I can-," Harry started but let out a groan when I took him in my mouth. Once again he was rock hard and moaning. His hands were clamped firmly onto the kitchen counter in a attempt to steady himself. "Ginny," Harry moaned.
Ten minutes later I stood up and kissed his neck. Harry was still up against the counter breathing deeply. He quickly pulled up his pants and zipped them up. Then he took three steps away from me.
"What is wrong with you?" Harry asked gulping. I was still only in a bra and knickers and nothing more.
"Nothing is the matter with me," I replied once again going to undo my bra. Harry grabbed my hands forcefully and held them at my side.
"I think that something is wrong," Harry said glancing at me. I kissed him and he pulled away quickly afraid he was going to get to turned on to stop.
He roughly picked me up and led me back into the kitchen where he pulled my dress onto me. I growled angrily only wanting to take it off again and have my naughty way with him.
He made me stand still and then walked over to the fireplace. With a nervous glance at me he stuck his head in and called for my parents.
"Hello Molly? It's Harry. Yes fine. Listen I need you to do me a favor. See Ginny got really sick and I need to take her home could you please come over and watch Mia? Thanks. Alright you'll be there in ten-," Harry let out an almost audible groan as I bent down. "No me? I'm fine. Ten minutes you said? Alright well she's puking. No Ginny…," moan, "…not Mia. Ok I'll see you then," Harry said and roughly stood back. "What is the matter with you?" Harry said zipping himself again. "You need to stop! I don't think I have anymore fluid in my body!"
"Well we'll see," I whispered knocking him onto the couch and straddling him. There was a pop and Harry shoved me off.
Mum was standing in the kitchen and glanced at me. "Oh Ginny you're all flushed! You two Harry! You better get home. Now!" mum said firmly. I grinned wickedly at Harry and closed me eyes. When I opened them I was standing in my living room. Harry was next to me. A second later I knocked him onto the couch and began to rip his shirt off. Harry pushed me off and quickly ran into the kitchen where he rooted through the cupboards. Finally he saw what he was looking for, three quarters empty and some flakes still floating in my half drunk tea.
"How much did you have of this?" Harry asked worriedly.
"I don't know," I answered taking my dress off. Harry glanced at me and gulped.
"Ginny, a few flakes turns someone on for like an hour. How much did you have?" Harry asked watching me with something between horror and arousal.
"Maybe a handful," I said reaching him. Who cares how much I had? I just wanted him then and there.
"Ginny you have consumed an arousal potion. This isn't you! This is the libido talking!" Harry said firmly.
"Will it hurt the baby?" I asked suddenly loosing my drive and nervously holding my stomach.
Harry shook his head. "No I made sure when I bought another packet," Harry said then glanced at me.
"Harry just shut up," I snapped slightly and grabbed him into a firm kiss. He reacted instantly and led me into the bedroom. We fell onto the bed and I was just about the go for his zipper when he pulled me back.
"Give that thing a break please," Harry said shifting so that he on top of me. "I'll do all the work."
I smiled and kissed him again as he slowly worked his way down my body.
Seven Hours Later
That stuff should be banned. I have officially been sexed out. It finally wore off and I was able to settle back into the bed. I have been horny for like eight hours. That cant be healthy. I flooed the wizard address on the back to officially asked about pregnant women. They told me not to worry at all. Nothing bad was going to happen to the baby. I was relieved. I had like handfuls of that crap. It should be in a packet labeled something other than mint.
I was still trying to catch my breath and turned to Harry.
"I am so sorry," I said giggling. I was just remembering everything that happened. Before it was like I wasn't even me! I was so turned on the I didn't care who or what I had sex with. It was a good thing Harry was there and not someone else. At first it started slow, we had sex and then went to Hermione's. Soon it started to pick up and I couldn't think straight.
It's finally over!
"That is ok," Harry said closing his eyes. "Some guys would kill for wives who have sex with them…what? Hundred times?"
"At least," I said turning on my side. My back ached and my legs were all crunchy with being spread open for eight hours.
"I think I'm going to go to sleep," Harry murmured into my neck. I nodded although my eyes were already closed and the heaviness was setting in.
Once again, Harry moved his hand over to my stomach before I drifted off the sleep.
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