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Chapter 71: Ginny


Severus woke up in the hospital wing and looked around warily for any sign of his next torture. Long ago he had given up wondering how long he had been here or how long his punishment would last. He had already decided to quit straddling the line between light and dark and simply give in to the inevitable. He would throw himself upon the Dark Lords mercy and beg to join the regular Death Eaters again even if it meant killing his sometime friends. After all, the Cruciatus had nothing on the deviant mind of Harry Potter and he would never be able to look the old man in the eye again without puking.

He sat up and felt his muscles complain at long disuse, apparently he tripped some sort of ward on the bed as Madame Pomfrey came bustling out of her office to check on him.

"Severus! Lay Down! You've been unconscious for months!"

"Is that all?" He groaned as he lay back down on the bed. "I would have thought it longer... Where is Potter?"

The matron looked very sad for a moment before letting out a sigh. "I'm afraid when You-Know-Who attacked the school he was killed in battle along with the rest of the staff, I'm afraid that only you and I are left."

He sat up again ignoring the pain and grasped the woman by the shoulders. "Dead? Potter is dead? Dumbledore is dead?"

She looked at him and began to sob quietly. "I'm sorry Severus, I know how close you and the headmaster have become."

"What? Oh, right... so are they closing the school? Who will be headmaster?"

"Well with you back I would expect it was you as I already turned down the position. You have seniority."

"What of the Dark Lord?"

"He died in the battle as well, as far as we can tell; he and Potter both cast the killing curse and died simultaneously..."

He tried not to laugh but the confused look on her face told him his expression had broken through the normally cold fascad. "I'm FREE! The old man and the Dark Lord are dead! Potter to boot!"

Snape leapt from the bed and began to dance; it was not a pretty sight. "Potter is dead and I'm Free!" He sang. "Finally I get what is coming to me!"

"Really? You want what's coming to you?"

Snape froze and turned around slowly dreading the owner of that voice. "P-Potter?"

Harry smiled as he began to glide circles around the man. "Yup in the flesh...so to speak. Apparently my connection to you kept me from crossing over; I've been waiting for you to wake up."

"C-connection?" Snape asked still in shock.

"Yup, looks like I'm stuck with you forever! Some bloody reward I get for saving the Wizarding world isn't it?"

"No! No this can't be happening!"

"Sorry old chap but I already went through the stages, I think denial is the first stage, you are already angry and depressed, and there is no bargaining so you might as well just accept it already."

Snape cast his eyes around the room trying to find any escape; he turned quite suddenly on Poppy, "You have to have something, something that... that I can use to get out of this!"

The matron looked horrified before pointing to the potions shelf with a shaky finger. Snape fled across the room and began discarding potions at random until with a happy cackle he turned back toward the ghost and the nurse. "Ah Ha! I do have a bargaining chip left!"

"Huh?" Harry asked quizzically.

"I hold here an improperly stored Draught of Living Death that looks to be at least a year old. Do you know Potter what happens to this when it is improperly stored for long periods of time?"

"Uh...no?"

"It gets stronger! To the point that you go to sleep and DIE instead of not waking up! Now who has the bargaining chip?" With that he uncorked the vial and quickly downed the contents. "Now come to me! Sweet release of death!"

The pain started in his toes as a tingle that quickly became thousands of knives attacking every nerve ending he had. "What the...Aaaah?"

Pomfrey began to chuckle along with Harry before she embraced the ghost... You can't embrace a ghost! "Damn you Potter! AAAAH!"

The pain reached his chest as Pomfrey turned back from a kiss with a large smile on her face. "Eet will not be so easy to escape as that Snape."

The darkness closed over him but the pain remained.

$$$$

"Morning."

He cracked his eyes to find grey staring back at him and smiled before trying to stretch and realizing the passionate and rushed 'grudge' sex from the night before had overtaxed muscles even He hadn't realized he had. "Grrrnnnn."

"You aren't the only one sore you know, and you aren't going to be trying not to walk funny all day, now get up! I expect you to wash my back before breakfast!"

"Grrrr, aren't I supposed to be the one in charge in this relationship?" He complained as she tossed the covers off and began tugging on his arm to get him out of bed.

"You haven't claimed me officially, so no. Even then if you expect me to be a shrinking Daisy..."

"I thought you were a Pansy?"

"Not funny." She stared him down until he got himself out of bed.

"I don't expect any such thing, but a little consideration would be nice."

She steered him toward the shower and got the water nice and hot before joining him and beginning to massage his aching back and shoulders. "There are limits to even my Head of Family milord. As your wife it would be my duty to make certain you are on time and presentable. In keeping with that I will be keeping on you until you show me that you can take care of yourself."

She turned the water off after rinsing her hair out and got him the towel that had been laid out before beginning to dry herself off. "I can take care of myself." He pouted.

"I'm sure you can milord, but as long as you are with me you will be more than presentable. Am I understood?"

"Yes mistress."

"Again, not funny. Now we are going to breakfast in 20 minutes, I'll meet you in the common room so you can escort me down."

With that she turned and strutted rather nakedly from the room causing his nether regions to stir at the sight. He silently cursed his body as he didn't think he would be in any shape for a repeat performance for a few days at least.

$$$$

They parted ways as they entered the Great Hall and Harry headed to his customary seat at the Gryffindor table; groaning as he sat down.

"Long night?" The too-perky redhead asked from his left side.

"Something like that... Gin look I'm sorry about last night, things were so confused and I didn't want to cross a line without knowing where the landmines were."

She shook her head as she began making his plate, Hermione pouring his juice on the other side, listening in on their conversation. "No you were right Harry, and honestly it only took me a few seconds to figure that out. What you two do together is private."

He leaned in with a smile and kissed her on the cheek drawing envious stares from the older Gryffindor males further down the table before moving toward her ear.

"I'm glad you think so, however you might like to know that she rather liked the idea." He whispered.

She shivered as the nerves on her neck set off a cascade of goose bumps over the rest of her body. "Oh?"

He nodded and lightly touched his lips to her ear. "In fact, she asked me to talk about our first time, and pretend she was you."

She quickly drew away from him as if burned but the look on her face and her heavy breathing told him it was a very good burn. "You. Me. Later, got it?"

He chuckled before groaning again. "Ow. I don't know about that Gin, I'm a bit on the sore side."

"That good?" She asked him teasingly.

He leaned in once more and she nervously looked around as she tried to control her raging hormones; and spoke to her in a very deep and raspy whisper. "If you're a good girl I might show you later."

"Oh god..." She whispered as she soaked through her knickers. "This is totally not fair!"

"This seems like a good time to tell you about the new plan Harry." Hermione chimed in. He sat up and turned toward her, mouth open in question only to have bacon shoved in.

"No interrupting. We decided last night that we were not all getting equal treatment and if this is going to work we needed to figure something out."

He finished chewing and smiled as he swallowed. "So you made a schedule." The other girls laughed out loud at the look on her face.

"So I... how did you know that?"

"You're Hermione." He said; still with a smile.

She looked as if she wanted to rant at him for a moment before shrugging to concede the point. "In any case, you will have three to four days with a specific designated girlfriend for the next month or so. Jealousy is the only thing that might work against us as we all seem to get along rather well considering the circumstances."

He took a deep breath to keep himself from blowing up at having his life ran for him. After all, she made sense and for once the manipulation was definitely in his favor. "All right, so who is designated girlfriend number one?"

Ginny grabbed his face and snogged him in view of the entire hall. "Me!" She said breathlessly.

"Miss Weasley!" McGonagall called as she stopped on her way to the head table. "Show some propriety please! I dare say if Professor Snape had seen that you would be scrubbing cauldrons for the next week!"

"Sorry Professor." Ginny said happily; no trace of guilt on her face.

"Yes...well, carry on..." Ginny made to grab him again before being interrupted. "Carry on decently!"

"Yes Professor, sorry Professor." McGonagall rolled her eyes and continued on her way.

Harry smiled down at her as he took a drink. "So our not so secret ongoing relationship is totally out in the open now?"

Ginny shrugged, "I'm in love with Harry Potter and I don't care who knows it! At least not now that he is in love with me."

He shrugged right back at her. "I suppose it's as good a time as any. If Tonks and Pansy could figure out the extent of my relationship with all of you then there is no way Tom doesn't know by now. I am just worried about the hate mail after a Teen Witch Weekly article. Hermione barely got a mention in the Prophet and look what happened."

"Worth it. So about later..."

"I'll have a muscle relaxant and restorative drought ready for you after lunch dears. Have fun without me!" Hermione said with a smile.

Harry turned back to her in concern. "Uh... what do you mean without you?"

"I said one girl at a time Harry and that includes Gin and I. It isn't fair to her if she has to share you with me all the time."

"Or fair to her if she has to share you with me all the time."

"Not that it has been all the time lately anyway." Ginny finished.

"And speaking of Professor Snape, Harry when are you going to let him go?"

That actually caught him off guard, "Quite the non-sequitor Mione."

"That doesn't answer the question."

He sighed. "I don't know, I haven't even thought about him in months. It isn't like it takes any special effort on my part to keep him put away."

"So you aren't running punishment scenarios in your head against him?" Ginny asked.

He shrugged again and groaned as his shoulders protested. "I don't think so; and anyway if I let him out then Tonks won't be teaching Defense anymore, do you really want that Mione? She has been the best teacher yet."

"Don't let Remus hear you say that." Ginny said with a smile.

"The point stands, we only have a couple months until exams left and his body is perfectly fine in the infirmary. I'll let him go after, I promise."

Hermione pouted for a moment before giving up. "Well in any case, Pansy can take over for Gin in researching and Gin can keep you out of our hair."

"You act like it's a chore having me around." He said sadly. "You only want me for my body."

Parvati chimed in from further down the table. "And your money, don't forget the money!"

"But the body is definitely a bonus." Susan added.

"I happen to like his rather large..."

"LUNA!" The other girls hushed her before she could finish the thought. Being Luna Lovegood however she charged right on.

"...heart." She finished with a smile.

The other girls blushed as one having all been thinking exactly the same dirty thought.

$$$$

"...and lastly Ginny you take Harry in the other room and keep him entertained."

"I'm right here you know!" Harry complained, but only a little. Ginny proceeded to drag him toward his bedroom as the others began to work on the "Project".

The door closed behind her and suddenly they were alone...all alone, in his room, with a bed and everything; for the first time in months. They both found themselves suddenly quite shy.

"Uh...hey?" Harry offered casually.

"Hey yourself..." Ginny said with a blush.

"So..."

"So..."

"This is ridiculous! We've slept together, had sex, seen each other completely in the buff, I love you! Why are we both blushing like virgins?" Harry asked in exasperation.

"Maybe...maybe because we haven't really been alone together, ever... I mean Mione left us alone that first night, but after that we were kind of a threesome and then we were sort of a couple and sharing you or you were sharing me with her..."

"Or we were all sharing equally...yeah I get it... So..."

"Oh no you don't!" Ginny said with a predatory smile. "Now that we got that out of the way it's time to play!"

"Oh really?" He asked with a large smile. "And just what would you like to 'play' this evening?"

Having him take the lead once more left her casting around for an idea, she was good at being in charge, or being submissive, but when it came to a mix of the two she got lost quickly. "Uh... well at breakfast you said..."

He smiled at her blush and wondered how he could inspire that same raw passion in Ginny that he had found the night before with Pansy. In the end he gave up for the time being and approached her masterfully; barely noticing how she relaxed as she fell into the role of submissive. "Oh so you want me to tell you about my first time with Pansy then?" He whispered in her ear as he walked slowly around her; trailing his fingers along her lower back and breathing on her neck. Her breathing began to speed up as she nodded.

"Well first we are both wearing entirely too many clothes, don't you think?" he asked as he stopped in front of her.

She nodded and pulled his sweater over his head followed by her own before undoing his buttons and tie. He grabbed her hands which were shaking from nerves and kissed her finger tips. "You can slow down Gin; we aren't in a broom closet or an alcove right now."

She slowly untied her own tie and undid her buttons before shrugging out of her blouse. Undressing slowly in front of him had its own erotic feel and she was definitely getting worked up in the process. Meanwhile Harry removed his trousers and socks before sitting on the bed and watching her. She made to quickly undo her bra but he stood up and grabbed her hand where it was pinning it to her back and leaving her half defenseless against his chest. "Slowly, I want to watch you." He whispered before sitting back down casually.

She took a deep breath and turned away from him before reaching back and unclasping her bra, with her other hand she held the garment up over her breasts as she turned back around to face him and felt her center begin to throb along with her heart beat as she let it slide slowly down her arms, she noted the tent in his boxers and the intake of breath as the cold air puckered her nipples.

Feeling a little naughtier now that she could see he was enjoying it she turned and slowly undid the zipper before bending over and sliding her skirt down her legs leaving her in just her knickers and tights. She was cursing herself inwardly for wearing the tights instead of the stockings but it was bloody cold that morning!

Meanwhile Harry was trying desperately not to stroke himself to the show in front of him or grab her and have his way with her. He was supposed to be showing her what had happened with Pansy and Gin was nearly where he needed her. So he bid his time and enjoyed the sights along the way.

Ginny removed one leg slowly from her tights, hating how unsexy the act must look and decided to make up for her supposed lack. She approached him and placed her other leg on the bed beside him before beginning to slowly push down the other leg, not knowing that as each inch of skin was exposed he was breathing in her scent and trying not to cum in his pants.

Finally she stood before him in just her knickers and began to take them off before he stopped her hands and stood up. She looked at him questioningly before he grabbed her shoulders and slammed her against the door. "Harry what the fuck?"

Her words were soon muffled as he kissed her passionately and she began to lose herself in him. He lifted her up off the floor and turned around laying them both on the bed. She could feel him pressing against her entrance through his boxers and growled as he moved to her throat to suckle greedily.

"Off, now!" She said as she tried to tug on his boxers unsuccessfully, unknowingly repeating Pansy's sentiments. He quickly complied and attacked her throat once more; he was going to leave a mark if he wasn't careful! And god how she wanted him to leave a mark!

She thrust herself toward him once more only to realize her knickers were still in place. "Bloody..." She started to growl out a long string of expletives before she felt a sharp pain in her left hip and against her leg as the material gave way. Harry had just ripped her knickers off in his attempt to get to her! Before she could comment he sheathed himself in her without warning and began to pound away with abandon.

Bliss! She couldn't think of any other word to describe it. It was like he was using her for his own pleasure with no regard to what she wanted, luckily being used was exactly what she wanted since stripping for him and her pleasure matched his thrust for thrust. It wasn't long at all before they both went over the edge and lay panting together in his bed.

"Holy crap!" Ginny panted when she finally got her breath back. "What the hell was that and when can we do it again?"

He smiled as he rolled onto his side to face her. "Ask me again tomorrow morning. Remember how I looked at breakfast."

"So that was your first time? Not sweet and innocent and loving?"

Harry shrugged, "We were arguing, then suddenly we were snogging, then we were shagging. We did it right later on though..."

"So does that mean you love her?" Ginny asked a bit meekly. The sex she could handle but him having feelings for other girls always scared her senseless, afraid she would be losing him entirely.

He shrugged again in response, "I'm not opposed to marriage even if it is just an arrangement. I think I could love her but I still can't really say that I love her as much as say..." He caught the look in her eyes and grinned. "..Susan."

"Susan!" She screeched at him. "Are you sure you don't mean someone else?"

"Luna?" He asked nonchalantly.

She growled at him and he was starting to rethink his little game. "Uh...Mione?"

"Close but no cigar!" She dove on him and began tickling him mercilessly while sitting on his stomach. Despite his laughter he couldn't help but notice the sticky mess she was rubbing all over him and his member came right back to full attention. She noticed as he did and grinned wickedly down at him. "Have you rethought that statement yet?"

"Um..." He gulped. "Cho? Daphne? Hannah? Mandy? Marietta Edgecomb? Am I getting warm?"

Fingers quickly found his weak spots and she had him bouncing around beneath her quite pleasurably minus the fact that he was slapping her back without using his hands instead of being inside her. "Think again mister!"

$$$$

"Should we tell them they forgot the silencing charm?" Parvati asked the room. Padma sat across from her rocking slightly on the arm of the couch.

She was looking more than a bit agitated and Padma wasn't looking much better. All of the girls were pretending they couldn't hear everything on the other side of the door but likewise everyone of them were squirming a bit in their seats.

"No I am quite enjoying myself, would you like to try some of my balls?" Luna asked the girl.

"What?" Parvati asked wide eyed.

"Luna is quite accomplished with her weighted balls; apparently she can hold about three pounds at a time." Hermione remarked absentmindedly, not even realizing what facts were currently leaving her mouth.

"Oh not those balls, these balls!" Luna said as she pulled a box of chocolate malts from her book bag. "They are really quite tasty."

Padma finally had enough and got up, looking around nervously at the others. "I...we... I can't sit here and listen to this! I'm sorry."

As the door closed behind the sisters the others exchanged looks. Pansy had no trouble breaking the ice. "So what crawled inside her and died?"

Hermione shot her a glare that actually made her whither a bit. "Those two are not having relations with our dear Harry yet. We all know Harry probably held out at first because he wanted to be noble but I cannot imagine him holding out against twins for this long. So they must have some aversion to the actual act of sex. Though that doesn't exactly fit with their society or their marriage contract..."

"Maybe they are just as horny as we are and went off somewhere to 'take care of themselves'?" Susan asked with a sly smile.

"I... don't know, perhaps..." Hermione began squirming a bit in her seat again as they heard Harry scream something like a little girl. None of them could tell if he was still being tickled or if Ginny had gotten creative.

"So..." Pansy asked the quiet room as they all tried to imagine, or not to imagine what exactly was producing the current set of sounds.

Hermione shot up quite suddenly, "I think we have researched enough for an evening don't you? Perhaps we can pick this up again tomorrow...with a proper silencing charm in place..."

Susan and Luna both nodded as they stood up but Pansy just shrugged and continued to listen to the sounds with her eyes closed. "Alright, I will see you all for breakfast then."

"You aren't going to your room?" Hermione asked, somewhat shocked.

A particularly sharp scream of ecstasy from Ginny brought a smile to Pansy's face. "No you go on; I'm just going to sit here for a while."

It took a few seconds more before Hermione shook her head to clear it and to help her ignore the sounds. "Right...um well good night then." She turned quickly and followed the others out of the room.

$$$$

Harry stood in the room of requirement which was thankfully unoccupied for the time being. A powwow with Tonks had revealed to him that it was not always Draco that had the room tied up. Apparently after its discovery and use the year before it had become a favorite trysting spot. After much teasing about giving up on Moony and taking the room for a spin she had disappeared beneath her invisibility cloak and vacated the area.

The room was set up exactly the way it had been the year before with the exception of its size and the addition of a couch in the corner which he couldn't get rid of no matter how hard he concentrated. It was rather comfy looking and wide enough to lay down for two people. Not really good for sitting but if he had to guess, that was not the purpose his subconscious had in mind. He wanted to enter his head and have a chat with his subconscious about putting thoughts in his head but quickly discarded the idea. Last time that happened he had nearly ended up in Saint Mungo's.

Finally he had given up and walled off that corner to hide his secret shame. If anyone asked he planned to say it was his office. As he was contemplating this a pair of hands covered his eyes from behind.

"Guess who?"

Even without the voice he couldn't mistake the girl he had spent the last three nights and most of the days with whenever possible. Not that he would have mistaken her in any other circumstance. "Draco?"

"DRACO! You Insufferable PRAT!" He turned and caught the redhead in his arms before kissing her.

"Sorry Gin, it's just too easy to get you riled up."

Warm brown eyes met his and twinkled a bit in amusement. "Maybe I like being riled up?"

"Down girl." He said with a smile. "Plenty of time for that later."

"I don't know if I like this plan of Mione's anymore." She pouted. "It was all fun and games until I have to give you to Pansy tomorrow, I mean it should have gone by seniority! Mione would have shared if I asked nicely."

"No she wouldn't dear, because we are supposed to be taking turns." The brunette in question chimed in having caught the last part of the conversation.

"You never let me have any fun!" Ginny stomped her foot in faux tantrum.

"Oh really? Then what do you call what we..." He leaned in and whispered something in her ear which caused a huge smile to form on the petite redheads face. She then leaned forward and kissed Hermione full on the lips.

"You're right, I'm wrong. Thank you for coming up with this wonderful plan Mione."

Hermione arched an eyebrow at the two of them and settled on Harry. "Just what was so much 'fun' that you could change her mind so quickly?"

"Ah ah ah, you will just have to wait your turn." Ginny said before spinning around and kissing Harry and turning back toward Hermione and the door, wrapping his arms around her in the process and looking perfectly content to stay there.

"You are a spoiled brat." The older girl commented lightly.

"Do I deserve a spanking?" Ginny asked innocently.

"Down girl, we can talk about that next time the three of us get together." Harry said quietly.

"I never get spankings! Hermione always cons me into spanking her as my punishment!"

As Hermione blushed Weasley red Luna walked up to the group, "I enjoy Spanklings as well, though they are notoriously hard to catch."

Everyone just nodded at that and the air went quiet for a few seconds as they tried to wrap their heads around the statement. "In any case, I can't wait to see what Harry has in store for us tonight."

"Well I said I wanted the Black Guard to start meeting weekly in addition to the DA meetings. I figured it was time to get back into the swing of things."

A gaggle of other people arrived seemingly as a group, Harry nearly chastised them before he remembered this was a sanctioned club now and they really didn't need to hide any longer. They all lined up as usual and waited for instructions.

He disengaged from Ginny and she joined the line near Hermione as he started to speak. "Alright you all, now that the Hol's are over I expect us all to take our training up a notch. I have been rather impressed with your progress on the training simulators but now it's time to start putting those skills to the test as a group.

"For now I am going to assign the groups, if you or I find that you work especially well with a few other people we can then assign you to a team. Until then we will be working on drills in rotating teams. Any questions?"

Lavender raised her hand and Harry stifled a groan before nodding at her. "What do you expect us to get out of this? I mean all this work is great for studying practicals on NEWTS but those aren't until next year for us."

He turned toward her, "You are here because you are willing to put your life on the line for other people using the skills I either teach you or help you hone. Do you agree with that statement?"

She looked taken aback at being singled out, but she was no shrinking violet. "I do."

"Then it's simple, I am going to try to teach you what I can to give you that much better chance of keeping yourself and others alive. However I can't be answering that question over and over and nobody is required in any way to be here or to be a part of the Black Guard."

"That's the other thing though isn't it? Why the name change? Are we sworn to you Lord Black?"

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath through his nose, and exhaled before answering. "You are sworn to no person Miss Brown; I ask only that you be dedicated to helping others. I am providing training and I will be providing a few other perks as well but I am not your Lord or anything like it. If you can handle that, stay. If you can't then leave."

She looked as if she were about to go but when she turned to Ron she found a steely resolve in his eyes as he looked at Harry. Normally her Won-Won was a bit of a pushover but she could tell at that moment that no matter that she had his heart, Harry Potter owned his loyalty.

She caved, turning she nodded to Harry and remained silent.

Harry placed them into teams of four with two in front, one in the middle and one behind to watch their backs. He then sent them into an obstacle course of moving objects and fake Death Eaters firing 'Abara Kedabra' spells. The two in front were to maintain shields while the one in back would be on lookout for threats and ready to shield or fire as needed. The person in the center was the caster and took on any threats in their field of view. If the lookout were unable to handle a threat the triangle formation would shift and the lookout would become a shield while one of the shields became the lookout. When the caster at the center got tired they would rotate with the lookout to cool off and recover; thankfully because of the intensive shield training Harry put the DA through, these elite were much less likely to tire from shielding and much quicker to recover while shielding as long as they didn't completely exhaust themselves.

Progress was slow but Harry was making mental notes about how the teams were working with each other, and by the end of an hour they were starting to get the basics down. He called a halt and a group of sweaty teenagers gathered around him, most smiling. "Alright I think we did great! We will keep practicing and hope we have plenty of time before Voldemort attacks the school."

There were no shivers at the name in this group which made Harry smile even wider. There were however, questions.

"So you really think he is coming here?" Mandy asked.

Harry nodded, "He already attacked Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, there is no way he would not try to take Hogwarts, this school is like the ultimate prize for him, probably more so than even the Ministry itself."

"We'll be ready for him." Luna said and everyone nodded.

"Alright then same time next week; keep your Galleon on you just in case though."

They broke ranks as if it were an everyday occurrence and headed out.

"I thought that went well don't you?" Luna said when only the girls were left.

"And the best part about this Room is that we don't have to clean up or rearrange after we're done." Harry said with a smile.

He turned to Ginny and offered her his arm. "So milady, what shall we do on our last evening together?"

"Can we stay up here for awhile?"

He nodded and the rest of the girls left them alone in the hallway, Ginny then began pacing back and forth apparently having already thought of the perfect setting. The door revealed itself and she pulled him back through and into a replica of the Gryffindor common room; complete with windows looking out onto the Hogwarts grounds.

"I wonder if this is the actual grounds or a replica." Harry asked quietly.

"Let's not think about it too hard." Ginny said with a devious smile. "You know this nice big fireplace over here?"

The fireplace in question roared to life and Harry saw that a large and plush rug was laid out before it. Large enough for three or four people if they were willing to get cozy. "Hmmm..." He nodded noncommittally.

She huffed in annoyance at his apparent denseness and started to turn away in a mock tantrum, only to be turned forcefully around and slammed up against his chest as his lips found hers. He pulled back and looked down into her dreamy 'Lois Lane' face. "Do I have the right idea?" He whispered.

"Mmmm."

"So you want to make love in the Gryffindor Common room?" He whispered again and began undoing her blouse even as his lips began to trail their way down her neck.

"MMMMHMMM." She nearly growled at him.

"You know I have this handy spell that will hide an entire corner full of furniture."

"mmmmm Less Talky, More touchy!"

He smiled as he removed her shirt quickly following with her skirt. He caught the look on her face and with a thought the rest of their clothes were vanished onto the sofa, neatly folded. The cold once again did interesting things to her body including goose bumps and a flush that went all the way to her naval.

He spun her around and down onto the rug where she quickly assumed one of her favorite positions; on all fours with her rear high in the air. Not needing any more encouragement he lined himself up and felt her hot wetness with tip of his member. Without asking for permission he quickly buried himself to the hilt getting a long moan of ecstasy for his trouble.

He set up a rhythm and enjoyed every little sound she made, right up until another set of hands wrapped around him from behind. Quickly looking over his shoulder he found a naked Pansy with a finger pressed to her lips.

Worry overtook him instantly. While Pansy was next on his list he had no idea how Ginny might react to her being here on their last night alone. She sensed his mood and shushed him once more before coming around between them and reaching down between Ginny's legs to play with the girl's engorged button.

"Sweet mother of Merlin!" Ginny cried as her back arched, "Whoever you are don't stop!"

Harry stopped worrying and picked the pace back up until Ginny was howling out her pleasure. Finally Harry spilled over the edge and into her waiting snatch, after which the redhead promptly passed out slipping him out of her as she collapsed onto her stomach with a satisfied smile.

Harry was still catching his breath as he turned to the other girl. "What the hell?" He whispered.

The girl smiled and shrugged, doing interesting things to her chest which his manhood immediately responded to. "It had to happen sometime, and I thought Ginny was probably the best candidate to ease into it."

"Did you two set this up to scare the crap out of me? Or did you just take it upon yourself to join us? This is supposed to be Ginny's night!"

"I didn't think she would mind too terribly much what with fantasizing about the two of us together..."

"The only girl she has really been with besides Hermione is Gabrielle, and Hermione was there at the time. Ginny might be okay with it but I don't know about Mione!"

"Bugger." Came a muffled voice before Ginny sat up and looked at Pansy with scared eyes. "I mean Mione knows, we've talked about it happening... But I don't know about this..."

"She will just have to get over it, besides I plan to take her for a tumble at some point as well, I've never been with a Mu-ggleborn and I hear they are all sorts of kinky..."

"They are, but that doesn't mean she is okay with this... As much as I really really want to, I can't. Not tonight... Sorry Pans..."

The girl shrugged and leaned into Harry for what he expected to be a quick kiss, Pansy however pulled him closer and began snogging him senseless. Ginny looked longingly on but did not move as Pansy pulled back with a smile at her. "Your loss, maybe later then."

She stood as Harry regained his senses and looked confusedly between the two women. "Uh..."

"Would you milord?" Pansy said indicating her own pile of clothing.

"Oh...sure..." He waved his hand and Pansy found herself dressed and Harry holding her under things in his hands.

"Hmmm, I didn't know Freudian slips could happen with magic." The brunette commented as she gathered the garments from him.

"It didn't, I just didn't think I could concentrate enough at the moment to do the clasp on your bra or not hurt you putting on your knickers..."

She patted him on the head, "Thank you for being so thoughtful milord. Tomorrow then." She kissed him on the cheek and headed for the door. Turning she blew a kiss toward Ginny before exiting.

He turned back toward his designated girlfriend. "That was..."

"Interesting..."

"Yeah."

"Harry?"

"Hmmm?" He said as his mind tried to stay on the conversation instead of daydreaming about Ginny between Pansy's legs.

"If you don't get over here and shag me rotten I will find out what the Bat Bogey does to other orifices."

He dove toward her and began tickling her senseless for daring to threaten him. "H-Harry! STOP!"

"Not hex my bits off?" He asked her to prolong her punishment.

"N-And ruin my f-fun? No!"

"Witch!"

"A-And Proud of it!" She laughed.

His wandering hands found more interesting things to play with and soon she went from laughing to moaning which suited him just fine.

A/N:
Still disjointed in my head, but I'm writing hoping it comes back...and it is, just alot lighter than the earlier parts of the story. Which I'm sure nobody minds. It is more like 1-30 than 30-60. My muse is back but I don't know what she was smoking while she was gone.