Chapter Four - Redheads

His long internal dialogue over, Harry decided that even though he'd missed lunch he might as well go and get some food. Twenty minutes later he found himself near the dungeons, about to turn the corner onto the corridor where the Hufflepuff common room and the portrait that allowed access to the kitchens was. He was travelling with a bit of speed, imagining what kinds of culinary treats the house elves could be cooking, when -

'WHAM'

He collided with something. No wait, it was someone, he realised, watching a mass of long, red hair go sprawling to the floor.

"Hey, watch where you're going!" shouted Susan Bones, not yet looking up from the cold stone floor, wearing a white button-up blouse, a knee-length black skirt and a scowl.

"Oh my God, Susan! I'm so sorry, here." Harry exclaimed, reaching out his hand to help her up

Susan turned her head in recognition of his voice and blinked groggily for a moment. "Harry!" she l said in recognition, "It's okay, I guess. I felt like I walked into a brick wall but more like the brick wall walked into me."

Taking Harry by the hand, Susan smiled prettily as Harry pulled her to her feet like it was nothing.

"Yeah I'm sorry, I slept through lunch and was really hungry and wasn't looking."

"It's okay," she said, before frowning in thought, "Although, while you're here, I heard what you said at the Great Hall and I just want to ask you something."

"Okay?"

"Will you follow me for a second?" she asked.

'Sure."

He followed her up the corridor and she opened a small wooden door before leading him inside.

"Is this…a broom closet?" Harry asked as Susan closed the door and with her wand lit a small torch bracket to her right.

"Y-yeah, for p-privacy" she stammered after turning and realising just how close a proximity they found themselves, "Look…erm…after breakfast this morning my auntie came and picked me up straight away and took me to muggle Edinburgh to that shop you were on about, Ann Summers? Oh, Merlin… Look I don't think I'd be doing this if I didn't think you were cute and obviously you know the Goddess of Magic so…can I…can you…if I show you, can you tell me if this is the sort of thing she meant?"

"Of course."

"You won't tell anyone?" she asked, meekly.

"I promise," Harry said, firmly looking into her eyes and giving her hand a soft squeeze.

"Okay," Susan replied before taking a deep breath, "Here goes."

Fully standing at attention, Harry almost forgot to breathe as Susan unbuttoned her blouse and then slipped it from her shoulders. He couldn't help it, but his jaw dropped as she revealed her very large breasts covered by an extremely sexy bra, the straps and cup of which were of black satin, but it was heavily covered by an intricate pattern of scarlet flowers and leaves. He felt his mouth go very dry and didn't even notice when she unzipped her skirt at the side. He did notice, however, when the skirt fell the the floor to reveal a matching set of Brazilian knickers which hung high on her hips but dipped devilishly low at her pubic bone.

Harry swallowed as he realised Susan was looking at him expectantly.

"It's very sexy Susan, it's perfect," he answered her quietly, hesitantly raising a hand to gently touch her hip. She shivered and he pulled his hand away.

"Good," Susan said breathlessly, her cheeks almost as red as the plants embroidered into her bra, "I should…yeah."

Quickly, she redressed and opened the door slightly to leave.

"Susan," Harry said quietly again, drawing her attention, "If you ever…if you're ever looking for someone to help you remove that very sexy lingerie…"

Susan bit her lip and looking at him demurely, said, "You'll be the first one I'll ask."

Without another word, she left.

With the strength and discomfort of the erection she'd left him with, it took Harry a good five minutes before he left the broom closet and made his way to the kitchens. The house elves were elated to see him and provided him with a very special lunch of all of his favourites, which they insisted on watching him eat to make sure the Chosen of Magic enjoyed everything they'd made for him. Right at the bottom of Gryffindor Tower, he spotted Ginny and her friend Mandy Brocklehurst saying goodbye to each other. Folding his arms, he leaned against a wall and waited for her.

"Hi Ginny," he said, smiling, "How's the head?"

"Hi," she replied with a short wave, "It's alright. What are you up to?"

"Was just gonna head up to the common room and see who's about, you?"

"Same, just been to the library,' Ginny answered, patting the small messenger bag at her side. As usual, she looked good in a thin greyish-blue long-sleeved top and a navy, knee-length pencil skirt.

Whether they would walk up together was obvious and so they began to climb the staircase, chatting.

"Have you been up to anything fun today?" she asked, "Your announcements today threw a lot of people for a loop."

"Had a quick chat with Dumbledore, he showed me my new room, had a nap and then slept too late so went to the kitchen for some food, now here I am."

"How's the new room, is it lavish like the Goddess wanted?"

"It's great, the bed is huge. You can come see it if you want," Harry replied, and then seeing her eyes widen, said "The room, I mean."

Ginny snorted. "Yeah okay."

After a short walk, they found themselves turning onto the old charms corridor.

"Here we are," Harry said as they approached the portrait, and the old charms classroom opposite.

"Very funny," Ginny said, rolling her eyes, "You're sleeping on that old pillow from last night, how luxurious."

"Not quite," Harry said with a smirk before walking over to the Nemean Lion portrait and knocking three times on its grand golden frame. A roar later and it swung open.

"After you," Harry said, gesturing for her to enter onto the spiral staircase. She turned her head to give him an intrigued look as she crossed the portrait's threshold and began the climb.

"Gods, these stairs are steep," Ginny said about halfway up, "You're gonna be fit climbing these stairs every day, after coming up from the library my arse is killing!"

"Is it?" Harry replied his eyes having been glued to Ginny's very pronounced posterior in the pencil skirt as she climbed ahead of him, "I couldn't tell."

"Quit checking out my arse, Potter," she replied, turning her head back at him.

"What are you gonna do? Walk backwards up a spiral staircase?" Harry teased.

"No but I'll think of something," she said.

"It's a great butt, sue me, plus I've already seen more of it."

"True," Ginny laughed, "The game did get a bit crazy - woah!"

She'd reached the top and had stepped into the room, stopped and stared. Harry came and stood beside her.

"This place is huge!" Ginny exclaimed, "And you're right the bed is massive!"

"And comfy, I fell asleep in like five minutes when I first laid on it."

"What's the bathroom like?"

"See for yourself."

"The bath is as well!" Ginny said a moment later, leaning against the doorframe to the bathroom with a dreamy expression on her face, "You could fit like at least six people in there. Oh God, what I'd do for a bath sometimes, I hate that there's only showers in the dorms."

Harry, again standing beside her, said "Well you're welcome to have one any time you like just ask."

"You'll just wanna watch," Ginny replied with a faux scowl and shoving Harry's shoulder playfully.

"Watch? Could I not join you?"

Ginny blushed to the roots of her hair.

"I…er…no! You perv!"

"Hey, you've seen all of me."

"And you stayed in the game, that was your choice."

"It was."

Ginny then walked briskly back past Harry, treating him to a waft of the sweet aroma of her hair before she stepped over to look out of the large bay window.

"This is a nice view." Ginny said, "Hey, we're at the same level as the dorms. I can see my dreamcatcher."

"Oh, that's what that is!" Harry said like she'd solved a big mystery for him.

"You've been looking into our dorms! I coulda been getting changed or anything!"

Harry laughed and said, "No, I'm just messing, I haven't even looked out, to be honest."

"I'm gonna have to make sure my curtains are closed now!'

"Aww!" Harry moaned.

"Perv."

"Sue me. I liked what I saw yesterday."

"Me too," Ginny replied with a blush, "Honestly it's crazy things went that far. It's crazy I went that far."

But her smile then turned into a frown and she continued.

"You don't have to tell me, but after me and Hermione left, did you…did you have sex with Lavender?"

Harry looked into her bright brown eyes wondering what he should say. He didn't want to fuck up his chances with her, but especially with how dishonest he'd had to be about the Goddess, shouldn't he tell the truth here?

"Yes," Harry said, monotone.

"Fuck!" Ginny snapped, turning away from him and the window, shielding Harry's gaze from the stings of tears beginning in her eyes. Harry turned and wrapped his arms around her and her shoulders instantly relaxed.

"Hey," he said quietly, once again smelling the sweet aroma of her auburn hair, "It was just sex. I don't want to be with her or anything. We were just drunk and I was naked by that point and it just happened."

"Of course it did," Ginny said quietly, "You're a boy and she has massive tits."

"No arse to speak of whatsoever though, and to be honest it wasn't amazing," Harry assured her.

"She doesn't?" Ginny said turning her head, still frowning.

"Fuck no, it's just a back with a crack."

She snorted and turned towards him, still looking hesitant.

"It's not like yours. Best bum in the school." Harry added.

She smiled then.

"Just sex then?" she asked, "You don't like, like her?"

"Nah, she's too thick, I've got too much on for a girlfriend at the moment, but when I get one, she'll have something about her and a bit of a backbone," Harry replied.

"Okay," Ginny answered with a nod before stepping away from him and sitting on the edge of his bed.

"Hey, this is comfy!" she said, kicking off her shoes and lying down.

"Told you!" Harry said with a smile, kicking off his own shoes to join her.

They both lay at each other's side for a moment, not speaking, just looking at the ceiling.

"You know, it's wild that you got to meet the Goddess of Magic," Ginny said, still looking at the ceiling.

"I know," Harry replied, not moving either, "I'm still struggling to get to grips with it."

"Are there gonna be more announcements?" she asked.

"I'm sure she'll have plenty more to tell me to tell the world and sometimes she gives me random ones just for certain people."

"Really?"

"Yeah, she was the one that told me that Ron needs to book up his ideas and work, maybe she made it super convincing or something. I mean I didn't expect everyone to believe me when I told them what happened after the task, but sometimes when I'm telling people things or making announcements she's told me to say I can just feel her…somehow. It felt then like it did with Ron."

"That's so cool. I just thought that was advice,"

"It was, just not directly from me I didn't expect him to actually go and do it. I saw him walking to the library on my way this morning when Dumbledore took me to show me my chambers."

"How do they come, the messages?"

"I dunno, random I think."

"Fair enough."

Harry then shifted to being on his side, facing and Ginny turned her head towards him.

"Thanks for not being too pushy about it Gin," Harry said softly, "I really appreciate it. You know how I hated how much attention I got just from being The Boy Who Lived and now, well -" He leaned over and planted a soft kiss on Ginny's cheek, making her whole body tingle, "Thanks."

"No problem," Ginny said, unable to hide her embarrassment with how intensely happy she felt behind her huge, warm smile.

"You're always honest about your feelings with me, Gin, not everyone else is. Everyone else is freaking out about everything, but you're just being real with me. Like I get that you aren't happy with what happened with Lavender, but I love how you were honest with how you feel about it. I know for a fact that you should be always honest with your feelings with me and when I ask you to tell me things.

She blinked for a moment, the Silver Tongue taking hold.

"Of course, I will be."

This was it, Harry thought, he wouldn't push her and he didn't want to try to take her virginity if she wasn't ready, but he really liked her. After Hermione, she was the only other girl who he'd seriously considered for a girlfriend, so if he was going to be thinking about her potentially being one of the witches who helped him bring back the Sirens, he needed to know a few things first.

"Are you a virgin?" he asked.

"No," Ginny replied, blushing a bit, "But just one other person though."

"Who?"

"Ernie McMillan last year, twice actually."

"I see," Harry said, frowning slightly, but on purpose, he didn't want her to think he was happy about the idea.

"It wasn't that good to be honest," Ginny added, "Good with his hands, but…er…don't tell anyone I told you, but he wasn't very big."

Harry snorted and comically shook his head while holding his hands to his face, "Ewww! Now I'm gonna be thinking about his dick every time I see him!"

"Mwahahaha! Think about it, I'll paint you a picture! It was about this big."

She then held her hands up and held them apart, and the gap she left was easily a good six inches.

"Ginny…" Harry said hesitantly, "You know that's like average size."

"What? Really?" Ginny said frowning, "But how's that gonna do any damage? Wait you mean Dean isn't small as well? Like at the party, he looked about the same size as Ernie."

"Yep, probably."

"Damn, I guess cucumbers don't make accurate sex toys," Ginny said and covered her mouth, saying "I can't believe I just said that."

"Hey, I don't judge," Harry replied with a grin.

Ginny blew a raspberry at him.

"Did you do anything last night when you got back to the dorms?" she asked after the moment had passed.

"Nah, everyone was in bed so I just hopped in the shower and went to sleep." Harry said, "Probably shouldn't have gone in the shower, drunk, but… What about you?"

"Hermione and I chatted for a bit 'cause I was a bit upset about you being with Lavender. Then I went up to the dorms."

"I'm sorry, Gin, I didn't mean to make you feel sad,"

"I wasn't sad," Ginny said vehemently, "I was jealous. I couldn't stop thinking about you. I wished I was her!" She paused for a moment and looked down hesitantly, "Sorry, I just want to be honest with you."

"That's okay Ginny, we should be honest with each other. I think about you as well."

"You do?" Ginny asked, blushing.

"All the time," Harry assured her, squeezing her hand.

"This is nice," Ginny said, smiling softly, "We never get to talk like this, and I'm jealous of your room."

"It is. We should do it more."

"We should. I dunno about having another party like that though, after I left I was proper wound up."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you."

"No, I mean…horny. I'd got to kiss and touch you and Dean and the other girls.

"I didn't realise you were into that."

"Neither did I, but yeah I was bad when I got up to the dorms. That's what I meant when I said I was thinking about you…I was…well…I silenced my bed curtains, put it that way."

"Wow," Harry replied, astounded. She had played with herself? Thinking about him?!

"Sorry, too much info," Ginny said, covering her face.

"No," Harry pressed rubbing her arm, "I like the info. What were you thinking about?"

"I swear if you tell anyone this I will bat bogey hex you into oblivion," Ginny warned, her eyes glaring.

"I won't," Harry assured.

"I was thinking about if I was the one alone with you, imagining what you would do to me, I guess."

Harry couldn't help it, he had to reach down and rearrange the uncomfortable erection is boxers.

"Like that idea, do you?" Ginny said, preening her hair.

"Hell yeah," Harry said with a grin, "What were you imagining?"

"You were…eating my pussy and then we fucked," she answered shyly.

"Nice," Harry said with a smirk, "Were we any good at it?"

"We were excellent, I'll have you know."

"Wow," Harry replied, "I dunno how to say this Gin, but…" he swallowed, "I'd…er…like to do those things to you sometime…if you'd want me to."

Her brows drew together as she said, "But we aren't even boyfriend and girlfriend."

"Does that matter? Were you dating Ernie?"

Ginny shook her head.

"No, but it's not the same. You know I like you Harry, I always have."

"I know Ginny, I get it, it's okay if you don't want to and you think it'll complicate things. I'd never force you. I think you're great and I've thought about you as my girlfriend loads of times, but-"

"You have?" Ginny jumped in, eyes wide in shock.

"Of course, you aren't all fangirly anymore, you're funny, you don't take anyone's shit, and you're not just gorgeous, but I loooove your bum and I wouldn't mind if-" Harry said, but stopped. It might be a bit far.

"What?" Ginny said in a half whisper, feeling almost overwhelmed by his words.

"It doesn't matter, it's too forward."

"Tell me," Ginny said, Turning on her side to face him and tugging on Harry's sleeve.

"I wouldn't mind if I found your bum sitting on my face when I woke up on a morning," he said with a cheeky grin.

"Harry!" Ginny exclaimed with a giggle, slapping him on the arm.

"Sorry," Harry replied with a smirk, before trying to look at her in a way that conveyed honesty, "All that aside though, I don't know if I'll wanna get into a relationship for a long time yet. I've got a lot on at the minute, with what's happened. Everything is bound to go crazy. It already has, I just… Look, I'm not saying it'll never happen -"

"Yeah, I get it." Ginny interrupted with a sad smile, holding her hand up slightly, "Can you…at least kiss me again?"

"I'll kiss you whenever you want," Harry said evenly, looking into her eyes.

She gave an almost imperceptible nod and Harry leaned forward and pressed her soft lips into his. The kiss was just warm, caring and gentle and she could feel just how much he cared for her through his lips. Knowing how sensitive the skin and hair around her head and neck was, Harry then reached up a hand and threaded it through her long, red hair. She melted further into the deep kiss, pushing slightly yet still not opening her mouth. Five seconds or later, she pulled away and beamed a half smile at him.

"That felt amazing Gin," Harry said, "I could do that for hours."

"I've been wanting to do that for three years, dummy," she replied, grinning.

"You should have," Ginny replied smiling, before shuffling her thighs slightly on the bed. She let out a long sigh before her expression changed, and her eyes darkening she leaned forward to the point that her face was two inches from his. Her hand coming up to her face, she bit on her thumb and slid it out of her mouth before slightly licking her lips, smirking sexily and saying,

"Do it again."

As he leaned in this time and kissed her, she grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him towards her, turning onto her back while keeping the kiss connected as Harry's hand went to her waist. Now above her, the kiss deepened again and she whimpered as naturally their mouths opened and tongues gently found one another. Harry was the first to break the kiss but didn't break the passion and trailed kisses across her cheek and down her neck.

Ginny's breathing started to become heavier and she arched her back slightly. Their lips met again and while he was still leaning on one arm, laid towards her Harry's free hand grasped the base of her rib and slid down the curve of her waist, finding her hip as he explored the shape of her. She too now turned onto her side and green eyes locked with brown for a moment but they both shut again, Ginny kissing him with the need only four years of incorrectly assumed unrequited attraction and crushing could bring, her hand reaching into the thick, jet black locks of his hair that she loved so much.

Harry felt her hand soon removed from his hair before hearing the sound of a zip. Then, she broke the kiss and for a moment Harry watched as she pulled the navy skirt down her toned legs before sitting up to pull off her top.

The absolutely flawless skin of her nubile form filled Harry's vision. The swell of her cleavage, the tightness of her toned but so feminine stomach and the curve of her tiny waist into her wide hips were only enhanced by a stunning royal blue lace bra and knickers.

"Ginny, I -" Harry said, "Are you sure?"

"Touch me," she commanded, taking his hand and placing it between her legs.

Harry went to work immediately, rubbing the warm patch of fabric covering her core. Instantly her heavy breathing was augmented by a hint of a moan and Harry leaned over her and once again kissed down her neck.

"Oh Gods, Harry, that feels…" she moaned breathily and he watched her reach up to grab and squeeze her own breasts, but it wasn't enough. She arched her back to reach behind herself and unclasped the royal blue bra before pulling the straps off each shoulder. When her perky firm breasts were revealed to him, Harry could do nothing but stare at her puffy pink nipples as they rose and fell with her breathing.

"I…I know they aren't like Lavenders," she said under his gaze

"They're wonderful, Gin," Harry said quietly, "Fuck, look at these nipples."

He had to get his mouth upon them and a moment later he did, causing her giggle to turn to a gasp as his mouth enclosed around one of her areolae. His finger found the edge of the strip of fabric covering her quim and he moved it beneath it and gently began to probe her velvety soft folds.

"Ooooh fuck," Ginny breathed and as he slowly began to move his fingers in and out of her, she began to try to unbutton his shirt. The first buttons from the top went fine, but with his position, she had to contort her wrist and with her head spinning from the way he was touching her she quickly grew frustrated.

"Stop." Ginny said, making Harry remove his hands immediately, "Take off your shirt. He sat up and it came off quickly but before Harry could return his hand to his previous position, Ginny half-growled as his muscular chest and abdomen were revealed.

"Oh Merlin, Harry, you're so hot," she said, raking her nails across his pectoral muscles before going for his belt. After a moment or two of unbuckling and unbuttoning, down came the fly of his zip before Harry felt Ginny's hand reach into his boxers and pull out his throbbing cock.

"Oh fuck," Ginny said, her eyes blinking in wonder at his thick, ten-inch tool. "It's even bigger than I remembered."

It was bigger, having changed to fit Ginny's needs. He'd been thinking about Lavender yesterday but now it was longer, thicker, and had slightly more of an upward curve than before. Who knew Ginny was such a size queen?

"How am I gonna get my mouth around this?!" she said, "I can barely get my hand around it!"

Still, she tried. After kissing down the length of his chest Ginny rubbed down his length while popping the head of his cock into her mouth and attempting to go deeper. Harry sighed with pleasure as she attempted to go as deep as she could, but she couldn't even get halfway. He caught a glimpse of her hand go into her knickers and after a minute or so of slurping and sucking and moaning around his cock that left Harry's whole body tingling, she ran the blade of her tongue from the base of his cock all the way to the head.

Getting up, she pulled the bright blue knickers from her lithe form and straddled him, resting her hot folds against the shaft of Harry's cock before kissing him deeply.

"Gods," she moaned into his ear, "I'm so fucking wet, you won't even need to eat my pussy to fit - EEEP!"

Grasping her by her middle he had flung her onto her back, causing an excited yelp. Now above her, he kissed her passionately and then half-growled, half-whispered into her ear, "Hmmm, doesn't mean I won't."

Once again, he trailed kisses down her collarbone, but this time he didn't stop there, kissing further down her panting abdomen and making sure to give her nipples attention for good measure, he slowed the kissing down on his mouth's journey from her belly button to her pubic mound.

"Oh Gods, oh ohhhhh," Ginny moaned when Harry's tongue found her slit. She wasn't wrong, she was already soaking, but as pussy's go it was absolutely beautiful a perfect creamy clamshell. He took it slow, inserting his finger and massaging her g spot as his tongue caressed her clit. Soon enough, she was bucking her hips against his face.

"Fuck Harry, you're so good at that, don't stop."

He picked up the pace and the moaning and bucking increased.

"Don't you dare fucking stop, don't change a thinggaaahh…I'm gonna -"

Her whole body tensed up in a silent scream as the orgasm attacked her curvaceous body and she dug her fingernails into Harry's shoulders.

"What was the next part of your nighttime imaginings?" Harry asked, smirking gloatingly up from between her legs after she'd come down from the high.

"Hmm," Ginny said, eyes fluttering as she came around and tilted her head to look back down at him, "I know you like my bum, so…"

Swinging her leg over Harry's head, she rolled over onto her stomach before pushing herself up on her hands. Harry instantly got the idea, and quickly pulled his trousers, boxers and socks off, before getting onto his knees behind her. Her wide ass looked incredible and he grabbing his shaft, he pointed the head of his cock at her entrance, rubbing it all over her vulva, coating the tip with her juices.

"Fuck, your bum is amazing Ginny Last chance to back out," Harry said quietly.

"Never. I need it. Give it to me.'

Slowly he began to push himself inside her, revelling in the feeling of her velvet-soft folds. He was surprised when she didn't stop and even though she was incredibly tight he got in all the way to the base and stopped.

"Fucking hell, it's so fucking big. It's perfect," she moaned in a low register, and then almost whining "Fuck I'm so wet."

Slowly he started to pump in and out of her and her moaning began in earnest. He could tell with his Siren powers she wanted more, but his cock was so big and everything but her ass so small he was afraid he might hurt her or something.

"Harder," she said, and Harry picked up the pace slightly, watching the creamy globes of her ass jiggle with each thrust.

"Harder!" she commanded and he picked up the pace a little more.

"Uuhh, Harry, I swear to Merlin, Harder, just fucking fuck me!"

Harry couldn't stop himself, as wary as he was, a loud crack sounded as he slapped her large, jiggling ass before grabbing two large handfuls of her flesh and began to rail into her. She threw her head back and he grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling it firmly.

"Yes!" Don't stop, ah, ah, AH,AH."

Relentlessly he slammed his cock into her but she couldn't get enough and threw her ass back onto him in time. Less than half a minute later, her moans got louder and louder, her whole body started shaking and she screamed. Knowing he hadn't been far from cumming himself, he slowed down, letting the orgasm abate and pulled out. She rolled onto her back, looking at him in a daze for a moment, ogling Harry's body, still on its knees.

"That thing's so fucking big, get up, I need more," Ginny said, and when he looked at her questioningly, said, "Off the bed."

He did as she asked and got to his feet, and for a second he wasn't sure where she was going with this until she got off the bed herself, ran jumped and wrapped her legs around his waist, making him catch her by her round ass. With his new strength, she was so light.

"Gods, your so hot Harry," she said before kissing him forcefully, "But you need to get the picture, "I'm yours Harry, always have been and I want you to fucking take me.'

"Well, if that's what she wants…' Harry thought, his mind spinning as he looked into her gorgeous face. Lifting her by her ass, he guided her down, lowering her inch by inch onto his pole, making them both hiss in pleasure.

"That's it." Ginny said breathily, "Take me."

The pace was animalistic, frantic from the off. He spent no time building up speed and she squealed as Harry started to drag Ginny up and down the length of his cock.

"Fuck me, that's so good Harry. AH, AH, AHHHHHHH!"

One orgasm rolled into another as he relentlessly pounded into her hot cunt and soon he felt like it was time for his own release. Harder he pulled her down and by the time he shot his seed inside her she was howling like a banshee, her head spinning. Her eyes shot open as she felt her fill her with his load, but took every last drop, so consumed with her own orgasm.

Two minutes later, two very tired people collapsed onto the bed, Ginny's head resting her his chest.

"You…" she breathed, "You came inside…what if I get -?"

"You won't," Harry replied, "The Goddess won't let it happen until she wants it to."

"Cool," Ginny smiled, "Oh god I'm sore, might have to wait a day or two before we do that again."

"Oh, so there's an again is there?" Harry teased.

"Damn fucking right there's an again. Next time though. You're gonna put it in the other hole."

Harry's boner sprang into action once more, so quickly it was comical and Ginny laughed.

"Not today! Gods, I'm gonna be walking funny to the feast. Can I have a bath?"

"Course you can," Harry replied, kissing her long red hair. Ginny smiled and sighed contentedly.

"You're coming in though," she answered, "Need me some eye candy."