Debt
There she is again. She walks into the common room hand in hand with a guy I used to call my friend. More fool me.
For years she was nothing to me, really. Just my best friend's kid sister with a funny little crush. Now I'm the one with the crush, only it's no so little. Not so funny.
He parks himself on the couch across from me and she drapes herself on him. It might look like a normal display of affection, her sitting in his lap while he plays with her hair but I know it's more than that. She glances at me and smiles, mouthing a little "Hey!" over the cacophony of the common room.
I force a smile and wave before returning to my potions essay. I can't concentrate though. She has to know what she's doing to me. Doing it on purpose. A sick way of getting revenge for all the years I ignored her. They're kissing now. Great. The only consolation is that Ron looks as disgusted with the scene as I do.
"Dean, mate. Fancy getting your tongue out of my sister's throat for once?" He shouts over. A few people laugh as the couple break apart, slightly embarrassed. I silently cheer Ron on.
"You're just jealous, Ron. It's our common room too!" Ginny shouts back. The fire in her voice makes my blood boil and I sink into the chair. Her top is opened just low enough to see flashes of her breasts and her lips are rosy red. Molly Weasley wouldn't approve but little Harry does. He can't get enough of the view. She turns back to Dean and continues snogging while Ron grumbles about how unfair it all is.
He's right about that at least. The whole situation is grossly unfair. Ginny is mine. It's never been said and it's a long way from official but everyone knows it. We're meant to be together and the only stumbling point has been my own blindness.
In the past year I've grown to care more about her than I ever did Cho. And she's grown. She's grown so much. The shy little girl has been replaced by a sexy young woman.
The next day I've made up my mind. I have to tell her how I feel or I'll never know if it could have worked. I'm a Gryffindor. This is what Gryffindors do, we rush headlong into situations without forethought and accept the consequences. If she doesn't want to be with me, if she loves Dean... that's something I'll have to live with.
I keep an eye out for her all day but I don't find her until the evening. The sun is setting on the grounds casting orange lights through the windows and its there, in a long narrow corridor that I find her. The sunlight plays across her hair in a fiery corona as she walks away.
"Ginny!" I shout. "Ginny wait."
She turns to me as I jog over to her and the sight of her makes my breath hitch for a moment. How this heavenly angel came from the Weasley production line is beyond me. She's a rose in a bed of weeds.
"Hey Harry, what's up?" She asks. If only she knew what was up. Thankfully, I'm wearing my baggy robes.
"I was just wondering if I could talk to you for a moment, in private?" I ask her, trying to keep the nerves from my voice.
She looks around and sees a group of Ravenclaws walking towards us.
"Ok, There's an old classroom up ahead, we can talk there. Mind telling me what's up? Is it something to do with You-know-who?" She asks.
"Um, not exactly, no. Can we just wait until we get to the room?" After that we walk in silence until we're in the room. I lock it and place a silencing charm on it. I don't want anyone to hear her reject me, if it comes to that.
"So, what's up?" she asks. Her look of curiosity is sexy in itself and I repress a groan.
"This is hard for me to say, Ginny. I know you're going out with Dean and I know he's probably a great boyfriend but I have to say this before I go crazy."
Now she really looks confused. Like she has no idea what's coming. I'll admit I was sort of hoping she'd catch on by now but it doesn't look like she's going to make this any easier.
"I'm in love with you."
That did it. I've never seen someone's jaw actually drop in surprise but hers just did. Slightly.
"Harry, I... I don't know what to say." She stumbles.
"Just say what you feel. I can handle the truth." I say, putting a brave face on the situation.
"I love you too." She rushes forward and time slows as I catch her in my arms, holding her tight.
"This is brilliant," I say into her hair, the scent of flowers filling my nostrils.
"I've been waiting so long for you to notice me." She says, her eyes are watering now. Not like with Cho though. These are tears of happiness.
"Shh, we'll talk about that later. Let's get these clothes off. Come on, we've only a short time before dinner."
She pushes be back slightly and looks at me, confused.
"What?"
"I move her hands and throw her robe off her shoulders but she steps back farther.
"Come on, let's do it." I say, enthusiastically.
"What? Harry. No matter what happens after today at the minute I'm still Dean's girlfriend. I have to break up with him first. Even then what makes you think I'd sleep with you in a dusty old classroom before we've even went on a date?"
Now I'm confused. "Are you joking? You sucked Dean off ages ago and he's been fucking you ever since. I've had to listen to him talk about it at night when Ron's not around! You're telling me we're not going to do this?"
"Harry I don't know what he's been saying but it's not true. I'm not like that and I'm angry that you even believed it!" She shouts in my face.
This is all going wrong. It wasn't supposed to happen like this. Even her promiscuity was a lie.
"It doesn't matter, Ginny. I saved your life in the Chamber. We're bonded. We should have done this already!" I say, trying to convince her.
"Don't you dare pull that on me! I thought you were better than that, Harry."
Suddenly I feel the rage build. This isn't fair. She owes me a life debt she should pay it. Nothing's fair. And I say it.
"I'm probably going to die soon, Ginny. Voldemort's only getting stronger and I have to be the one to fight him! Me! Do you want me to die a virgin?" I scream at her.
She suddenly looks scared. "This is wrong, Harry. There's something wrong with you." She turns to leave but I blast her off her feet and into the door in a fit of rage. I guess she never thought i'd actually raise my wand against her.
She goes for hers but I disarm her easily.
"Can't do that Bat Bogey Hex without a wand, can you?" I ask. Taunting isn't usually my style but she's made me so angry. She's withheld what's rightfully mine. It's as good as stealing really. She's stealing my vagina from me.
"This is getting done, Gin. Now."
For the first time there's real fear in her eyes . She makes to run but I freeze her in place as she stumbles. She's now in the middle of the room, bent over and completely unable to move.
"You should have just gone with it, Ginny. Given me what's mine. It should be an honour to fuck the chosen one!" I shout in her ear as i lift her skirt and rip off her underwear.
There it is. My sweet fragrant vagina. All mine. Tufts of ginger hair cover it but its no matter. I quickly find her hole and bring out my cock. I'm hard as I've ever been at the thought of fucking my vagina.
"Give it up for the chosen on, Gin." I say as I force my cock into her. She doesn't reply. She can't. I've seen to that. I enjoy my time with her in silence, stroking in and out. Thinking of how good it felt to finally claim what is mine.
"You're going to love this, Gin. This is us from now on. You and me against the world. I'm sorry the first time had to be like this but the others won't be. You'll enjoy it."
I stroke faster and faster until I'm right on the edge and then, I tip myself over it. Violent, would be a good description of how i came that first time inside her. It was heaven.
She toppled over onto her side, still frozen when I withdrew from her.
I cleaned myself up and looked around, spying an old cupboard in the corner that looked the right size.
I levitate her over to it and place her inside, still frozen.
"It's okay, Gin. I'll be back for you later. We're bonded now, after all!" I lock the cupboard door, enveloping her in darkness and walk out of the room, whistling a happy song.