Is This Love

Knees Get Weak

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

Warning: Girls and girls and girls doing it like bunnies. Yes. And the occasional obsessive male. Mature themes. Sexuality. Language. Violence. If I miss something tell me. :)

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Guess Who Bebe: Okkaaaaay. I forgive you. But you're still gonna make it up to me later. Yes. :)

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000

But their lips met, and reservations started to pass
Whether this was just an evening or a thing that would last

Either way he wanted her and this was bad
He wanted to do things to her it was making him crazy
Now a little crush turned into a like
And now he wants to grab her by the hair and tell her

I want to hold you close
Skin pressed against me tight
Lie still, and close your eyes girl
So lovely, it feels so right

I want to hold you close
Soft breasts, beating heart
As I whisper in your ear
I want to fucking tear you apart

'Tear You Apart' by She Wants Revenge

000

"…no." She pushed the read head from her throbbing body. Her lips were buzzing. Aching for Ginny. Aching for the soft coax of that mouth against hers. She shook the dizzying feeling away and spoke more firmly. "No."

Ginny stared at the girl. Hearing and not hearing. She watched Hermione's lips part, sound she couldn't hear coming from that lovely mouth of hers. She watched the half lustful, half scared swirl in amber eyes. The small crease of the brunette's brow. Hermione was telling her something. Something that didn't seem very important. Something she'd rather not hear. Though, she didn't really want to hear anything but the blood rushing in her ears and the delectable sounds that came from low in Hermione's throat. The red head stared at the pure temptation of the older woman's moving lips.

"What happened a couple of night's ago was just-" Hermione grimaced at the sudden, sharp pain of flesh meeting stone. She was silenced by the mouth pressing urgently against hers. By the hands pinning her to the wall by her shoulders.

Ginny pulled back slightly and Hermione followed the velvety heat. Ginny nipped at the brunette's lower lip. The older girl groaned softly. What was it that she was telling Ginny just a few forevers ago? Hermione was losing herself. She was losing her control. Mentally and physically.

She struggled against the strong hands now around her wrists. Hermione was beginning to slip from her haze. Ginny traced her tongue along the brunette's neck. Tasting and testing the sensitive flesh there. Hermione's stomach fluttered. She let out a rush of shaky breath. Almost inaudible words. "Ginny. Oh… please. Mmm… stop…"

Ginny licked and sucked and kissed and nibbled her way up to Hermione's ear. "Why would I do that."

Ginny's sultry tone shocked the hazel-eyed girl. Made Hermione's stomach tremble uncontrollably. Made her wince at how sharp and demanding the red head sounded. Made her shiver with fear and desire. "Be… cause."

She struggled against Ginny. Whimpering as the taller woman pressed her body closer, pinning Hermione's thrashing body down. Pressing the scorching heat just that bit closer. Making her burn with the crawling feel of an unwanted hand slipping up her abdomen. She tried to twist away from it. Tried to push the feel of it out of her mind. She felt dirty.

Rough lips accosted her own. A tongue delved into her mouth. Her nails scraped against skin. It was suffocating. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head. She could taste the mix of blood and tears on her tongue. She moaned.

He pulled back and smirked down at her. She could barely make out his face through her heavy eyelids. Manic smile and charming gray eyes with a hint of lustful hatred. She scowled and pushed him onto a nearby chair. Her fingers moving to the restricting zipper of his slacks.

"I knew you'd come crawling back sooner or later, Puppet." Hermione purred viciously.

The brunette felt disgusting. Her body reacted to Ginny's fingers brushing against her heated skin. It arched and shuddered and fought to free her from the events of earlier that day. Fought to free her from what was happening. From what was causing her to feel so… foul.

"No." The brunette spoke louder. Stronger.

Dim blue eyes glared, angry and desire filled, into hers. Hermione's lips parted, intention to voice her objection more loudly than before. Ginny pressed her mouth to the brunette's, stifling all sound. Her free hand worked its way up Hermione's skirt. The red head's hand ghosted over Hermione's bucking hips.

She tore her mouth away from Ginny's. She could feel the cut in her lip reopening.

"I said stop." She moaned out more weakly than she'd meant to.

Sapphire eyes grew more intense. More angry and confused and wanting. Ginny twisted Hermione's face harshly back to her own. She looked hard into gleaming hazel eyes. "You really want me to do that?"

Before Hermione could answer, one of Ginny's fingers was sliding into her. She punctuated her rasped breath with a well-placed bite. "You say that…"

"But I can feel how much you want it." The red head smirked at the way Hermione was trying to hold back a moan. "I can feel it against my fingers."

Hermione's legs went involuntarily around Ginny's waist. Her voice was husky, pleading. "No…"

"Stop fighting it." She growled hoarsely and added another finger. Hermione hid her moan in the base of the red head's neck. Ginny shuddered. Her grip around Hermione's wrists going lax.

"I-I…" Hermione shoved Ginny, and all the emotions that came with the girl, away from her.

The red head stood, in a daze. Her breathing was hard and Hermione tried not to focus on the rise hand fall of her pink tinted chest. Or the fact that Ginny was in her very well fitting practice clothes. Hazel eyes traveled to the glittering wetness on the younger woman's hand. A rush of emotions hit her. Flaring and growing until she lashed out. Until her hand met the side of Ginny's stunned face. The sickening sound of flesh bruising flesh didn't bode well with her ears and she cringed.

The brunette turned away. Her steely eyes not looking back. No one, and she meant no one, had the right to tell her what she wanted. To make her beg. To maker her so weak and pathetic.

Ginny had no right to prove her wrong.

000

"You're leaving?" She sat up, hazel eyes pleading.

A nod. Silent and curt.

The sheets rustled. She crossed the room. Her naked form elegant in the moonlight. Her lips pressed to his shoulder blade. "Stay?"

He turned. His eyes glinting. A vicious tint betraying the soft smile across his lips. His hand cupped her cheek. The gesture soft, gentle. He kissed her. His lips pressed to hers so hard she could barely breathe. So hard it hurt. And she couldn't get enough. He bit into her bottom lip, his tongue running across the burning flesh. She hissed and he smirked. Pulling away to whisper in low, cunning tones. "You know why I can't."

"I know." Her mood darkened. She seethed. "But it doesn't mean I like it."

The blonde pulled his shirt on. "Not this again."

"Not this again? Not this…" She glared at him. Her eyes burning into his. "Maybe Ron was right. Maybe this should have never happened."

"Hermione," He sighed and shook his head. Annoyance more than present in his voice. "Why are you making me choose."

Hermione sighed, trying to rub the soreness from her eyes. Trying to rub the memories frozen in place. The ones burning so brightly she couldn't look away. She reached for the bottle on her nightstand.

"Maybe its time for you to make a choice Draco!"

He sneered and headed toward the door. "I'll see you around Hermione."

"You can't just run away from this!" The desperation in her voice was barely hidden by uncontrolled anger.

He swiveled around so suddenly it made her heart jolt. "Run away from what!"

The brunette's mouth was agape. No words came. No witty remarks to save her. His gray eyes were cold and hungry and spiteful all at once. And for the first time. For the first time she noticed the emptiness in them. The void of desire that made her shudder and cringe. For the first time she noticed the lack of love in his cold eyes and it hurt.

He smirked sadistically. His grin widened when tears began to slip from her eyes. "That's right. Its just sex Hermione. You don't honestly believe," He laughed softly, menacingly, "I could even think of choosing you over Pansy. Oh no, Kitten." She flinched and he crept closer. His fingers traced the line of her set jaw. "Not after the stories Potter told about you."

Hermione slapped his hand away and he chuckled amusedly. He moved to the door once more, a smirk glinting in his vicious eyes. "Your services won't be needed any longer."

Hazel eyes glared as the door shut. It wasn't over. She'd have her revenge. She'd get just exactly what she wanted and he'd get what he deserved.

Her expression was dim. Why would she be thinking these things now? Why? After all this time. That stupid ache beneath her chest had long since faded. Those idiotic thoughts of love and fairytales no longer pestered her. But that feeling. The one in her bones. The one pounding at the back of her head. Those were fresh in her buzzing mind and she damned Ginny for opening up things better left shut.

"What are you doing here Granger?" Pansy jabbed at the girl's shoulder with a manicured nail.

"Right now," Hermione smirked deviously. Pushing the dark haired girl onto the bed. "You."

She nipped roughly at Pansy's neck and the girl moaned, causing a halfhearted struggle beneath Hermione. The brunette let her hands roam. Took in the feel of the girl. Let her fingers trail against soft, heated skin like a pen to a new leaf of parchment. Her hands touched, teased Pansy until she had her panting. Wanting more. Her tongue trailed slowly up Pansy's neck. She bit down on the dark haired girl's earlobe. Letting the sound of jagged breaths and moaning consume her.

She pinned Pansy's arms above her head. Lustful hazel eyes dimming with desire. The desire for revenge. "I'm going to fuck you harder than Draco ever tried."

Her throat constricted. There was a dry feeling in the pit of her stomach. She looked to the sleeping form beside her and felt as though she wanted to scream. The first tear fell and she damned herself for being so weak.

000

"Hey Ginny." He smiled. "What are-"

She kissed him. Cringing inwardly at the rough feel of his lips against hers. Harry's hands moved to the small of her back. His heart beating with an unknown rhythm. He pulled away. Breathless.

Ginny sighed. She liked it. She liked it when he kissed her. It made her feel warm. Unlike when Hermione kissed her. When Hermione had kissed her, it'd felt like… like electricity. It made her lightheaded. It made her… want.

Their eyes met briefly before the raven-haired boy spotted the nasty looking bruise forming along her cheek. The coarseness of his fingers startled her from her thoughts. He placed a gentle kiss to her cheek. "What happened here?"

000

Author's Note:

Yeh. Took me long enough huh? Hehe. Well, hope you liked it kinda whatever. Bleh.

P.S. Sweetie, you better be happy now. :-p