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"Miss Granger," the lion shaped knocker says, "Ginerva is here."
"Let her in."
A rush of fiery hair, blue eyes, and black robes rushes to me. She lays down beside me and pulls me close to her. I inhale her powerful, intoxicating scent.
"Talk to me, Mione," she whispers against my hair.
"Harry knows… I think."
Silence.
"What gives you the notion?"
"He kept staring at me this morning before and after you sat down."
I feel a tug in my navel at the thought of this morning's events between Ginny and I. She smiles at me.
"Well, he is an observant man. He wouldn't be a Seeker if he didn't notice things that other people wouldn't."
Ginny is right. Since when did she become so insightful? I poke her in the ribs, gaining a giggle or two from her. I grin.
"Gin?"
"Hm?"
"Kiss me."
Settle down with me.
Cover me up.
Cuddle me in.
Lie down with me,
And hold me in your arms.
And your heart's against my chest, your lips pressed in my neck.
I'm falling for your eyes, but they don't know me yet.
And with a feeling I'll forget, I'm in love now.
Kiss me like you wanna be loved,
You wanna be loved,
You wanna be loved.
This feels like falling in love,
Falling in love,
We're falling in love.
Settle down with me,
And I'll be your safety.
You'll be my lady.
I was made to keep your body warm,
But I'm cold as the wind blows, so hold me in your arms.
Oh no..
My heart's against your chest, your lips pressed in my neck.
I'm falling for your eyes, but they don't know me yet.
And with this feeling I'll forget, I'm in love now.
Kiss me like you wanna be loved,
You wanna be loved,
You wanna be loved.
This feels like falling in love,
Falling in love,
We're falling in love.
Her lips take my breath away.
(A/N: Lyrics in italics from Ed Sheeran's "Kiss Me". Thanks for lending a voice, Sheeran.)
I cannot help but be so tired. It has been a long day of classes. Divination with Trelawney has my mind completely baked once again. The only thing good about this day is the red haired beauty currently running her fingers through my hair while I listen to her strong heartbeat.
"Bloody hell, Mione. Your hair is wonderfully thick," she mumbles.
"Yeah, it's my curse. I hate it."
"Well I love it."
"At least one of us does," I smirk.
"And I love you…" she confesses in a quiet voice. I almost miss the words.
I look up at her. Her blue eyes have gone to a very dark shade of blue-grey.
"I love you too, Ginerva," I admit. "I'm in love with you and I have been for quite some time."
"Hermione… I-.."
She says nothing else. I suddenly find myself on my back. She straddles me and ravishes my neck in the most sensitive spots. I close my eyes and enjoy the feelings. I can't help but moan.
"You're beautiful," she whispers against my ear.
I shiver. And moan.
"Mione… Mimi…"
I blush at the nickname she used to call me some summers ago at the Burrow.
"Yes, love?"
She leans in close to my ear. "May I make love to you?" she whispers.
"I've never done—"
"It's okay, angel. I just…need you."
I nod my head. My heart is in my throat, once again.
Ginny slowly pulls my camisole up and over my head. I don't wear bras to bed. My nipples harden in the cold air. She grins at my body. With anyone else, I would feel utterly exposed. But with her, I'm safe.
She won't hurt me.
Slowly, tenderly, she kisses her way down my torso. She takes a hardened nipple into her hot mouth, sucking and nibbling. I moan. It feels so good.
The other nipple is between her warm fingers, softly being pinched. The sensations are overwhelming. Some conscious part of me grabs my wand off the nearby table.
"Muffliato maxima," I mumble. Don't need the whole castle knowing what's happening.
I replace the wand and focus my attention on the aching feeling below my navel. Ginny stops for a moment and removes her own shirt. Her soft, strawberry scented skin brushes against mine and I suddenly want to feel more of it.
I pull her closer to me. Her bare thigh rubs against my center and I'm unprepared for the contact. I moan. Loudly.
She kisses her way down my body, making her way towards the blue lace boy shorts I'm wearing. It's the only piece of clothing I have on my body. She slowly peels the fabric away from my skin, still kissing downward.
I'm not sure if this is an anticipatory feeling, or if my body wants her that badly. Could be both.
She takes my panties and flings them across the room somewhere. I can hear my breathing coming and going in short, shallow wisps of air.
"Relax, Mimi…" I can feel her breath…on me…down there…
"Gin…"
"Hm?"
"Please…"
"Please what?" She kisses my clit.
"Please…" Another kiss. I'm not sure how much more I can take.
"Tell me…" Another kiss, and another.
"Take me."
"With pleasure."
I can feel her tongue stroking my clit in an up and downward fashion. A long finger finds its way inside of me. She is stroking some part of me that sends me to Nirvana with each moment of contact.
Another finger. More tongue lashing. I'm getting close. I can feel it.
She removes her fingers and replaces it with her long tongue. I moan, loudly.
"Gin…" I moan.
I love saying her name like that…while her head is in between my thighs. My back is slowly arching off of the bed.
"Oh Gin…" I can't stop moaning her name.
I'm so close. My fingers lace themselves in her hair. I pull her face closer to me. My hips are undulating on its own. I can't control my body from the waist down.
"Gin…" the first set of delicious contractions hits me as I come.
"Fuck." She's the only one who can make me use such language.
"Please don't stop, Gin…Don't stop."
Her tongue trades places with two fingers. She strokes that part of me again, and sucks on my clit.
"Oh, Gin…Right there…Fuck." I can feel wetness dripping down my bottom.
The second set of delicious contractions hits me. Lights explode behind my eyes. I want scream her name, but I can't find the air in my lungs for it.
The third set. I can feel darkness overtaking me as I moan and writhe on the bed, twitching occasionally. Her fingers are still inside of me, slowly coaxing a third orgasm along. She gently kisses my clit. I twitch each time her lips make contact.
"You're beautiful," she whispers. I close my eyes and know no more.
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