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The Ritual Chapter 15
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The next day they woke up together and showered together, taking longer than strictly necessary to get clean. After that they dried each other off slowly and went to their usual nook for breakfast.
“One more day Harry,” Ginny said. “Tomorrow we’ll have to get dressed and packed and go back to chilly England and a crowded house.”
“And shortly after that we need to go to even chillier Scotland and an even more crowded school.”
She scowled, “There’s a password to get past the trap on the stairs to the girl’s dorms but they refuse to tell us what it is or I’d give it to you.”
“That’s probably why they do it,” Harry replied smiling. “I’ll ask Hermione. If any one of the students has found it out it’ll be her.”
Ginny giggled, “True. But if you find out anything about whom she’s told or why I don’t want to know.”
Harry smiled and put an arm around her as they looked out the large bay window, “Well if I can get the old “Great Manipulator” to cover for us then maybe we can skip out together now and then. We can go kick a few death eater arses and afterward take some time for ourselves before returning.”
“That sounds great Harry!” she enthused. “Even if he won’t cover for us maybe we can sneak out anyway. A little guerrilla warfare to whittle down his forces before the big battle.”
Harry nodded, “Good idea. It should also hamper his recruiting efforts if his people start dying mysteriously.”
“You start looking for good spells to use in the library here and I’ll start working on ways to ditch our friends and relatives. They mean well but they won’t be able to keep up with us now so it’ll be best if they stay home.”
Harry nodded, “And they won’t stay home if they knew so they can’t know.”
After breakfast they part ways. Harry goes to the library and Ginny to her room. He’s already found some good spells to use but that was mostly by accident while reading about elementals and their summoning. Now he searching for lists of spells and after a few moments calls for a few air elementals to help him. By lunchtime he has a small pile of books to look through and he takes them to the dining room to meet Ginny.
“I’ve got books fulls of spells,” he said as he entered. “And since our memories are perfect now I remember all of what’s in them but even once you know them too we will still need to find time to practice them before we can use them in a fight.”
She was already sitting at the table and smiled, “I’ll read them after lunch and we can spare a day or two to practice them after the ritual is done. I’m glad you made it for lunch. I was worried you’d gotten lost in the job and was about to come get you.”
He put the books down on a chair and smiled ruefully, “No, you’ve trained me well. I won’t miss meals again.”
She smiled and handed him a sandwich and a glass of juice, “Good, let’s eat first I can look through the books and maybe we can practice a few outside after.”
After they ate they took the books outside and Harry asked, “Did you come up with any good schemes?”
She smiled, “A few. It’ll depend on circumstances but I’m sure I’ll get better at it as I go.”
She read through the books then they practiced spells until dinner before they went in to eat. After dinner they took the books up to the bedroom they were now sharing and packed them away. Harry cleared his throat, “Uh, so how do you want to do this?”
She smiled, “Well unless you have something in mind why don’t you just lay down on the bed and let me handle everything. Okay?”
Harry smiled, “Sure Ginny.” He went to the bed and lay on his back then closed his eyes.
Ginny grabbed the edible massage oil and returned to the bed, “Open your eyes Harry. I want you to see this.”
Harry blushed, “I’m afraid that if I look I’ll, uh, enjoy it a bit too much and not last long enough. You know, uh, when …” He trailed off.
She grinned, “No worries Harry! We are doing this strictly for the ritual. I can tell now when you are about to come and I’ll make sure it all goes where it’s supposed to go. Just don’t get too used to this.”
“I won’t,” he said seriously. “I’m sorry you even have to do it once.”
She smiled, “Well I would have tried it at least once with you anyway. So enjoy tonight, it’s the only time you’ll get to see and feel this.” She used her wand to cast a spell first, “I learned this from Susan. It makes sure everything back there is clean.”
“Susan Bones?” Harry asked shocked.
Ginny nodded, “Yup! But you can’t let her know I told you. She has a reputation to maintain.”
Harry nodded, “Sure, I won’t say anything.”
She started rubbing the oil on her hands she got a wicked grin and moved until she was squatting over his face, “Watch me Harry!” she shouted as she moved a well oiled finger to her own arsehole and started moving it in circles as Harry watched. Then she added a little more oil to her fingers and slid one in, “Ooh! This feels so naughty Harry! I can’t imagine how it will feel to have you inside me here. Can you imagine fucking me here Harry?”
Harry groaned out a yes while his eyes followed the finger that was still going in and out.
Ginny looked over her shoulder at his groin and grinned, “Yeah, I see that you can imagine it and you also like what you’re seeing now.” She made sure she was thoroughly coated with oil both inside and out then moved until she was straddling his thighs instead of his face, “Now I’m going to oil you Harry. Try to last just a little longer.” She oiled his erection liberally as he groaned then when he looked like he was close she moved closer and guided him to the one part of her she’d never planned to let anyone play with, not even him. She took a deep breath then slid herself down, making sure she didn’t show any pain. If he knew he was hurting her he’d never forgive himself and might not be able to finish the ritual.
Once the head was inside she stopped herself and rested a bit, stroking the shaft. Harry called her name and came inside her. It felt weird but afterward his hands started stroking her and that felt good. She decided that they should have gotten each other off at least once first but then shrugged. It’s not like she had any experience with this. As Harry’s fingers brought her closer to orgasm she said, “Oh thank you Harry. You’ve gotten so good at this.” Then as she got nearer she started calling his name wildly and sliding down his still partly hard penis. Then the orgasm washed over her and she bucked involuntarily forcing him as deep as he could go.
The next two orgasms were easier for both of them and then the red glow enveloped them. She had just slid herself off of him and was about to say something when suddenly Harry screamed. His scar broke open and an evil feeling greenish-black mist poured forth. Harry mercifully passed out but then the cloud hovered about his face and Ginny swung a pillow through it a few times trying to force it away from him. Either that worked eventually or it just gave up because eventually it dissipated and Harry sank into a seemingly peaceful slumber.
She let him sleep a few hours but they still had to do the runes before midnight so eventually she felt she had to wake him. “Harry wake up,” she called as she shook him. “Are you alright Harry?”
He opened his eyes, “Oh Ginny, I had a miserable nightmare. The first Voldemort dream since I got here.” When he sat up he noticed the blood on the bed sheet and pillow, “What happened?”
“Right after the red glow your scar opened. Blood gushed out but so did an evil presence,” she said and described what she saw.
“I’ve seen that before,” he said grimly. “The diary did that when I stabbed it with the basilisk fang. We need to research that.”
She shuddered remembering that night and how close to death both of them came. Then she nodded, “We do, but first we need to do the last rune before midnight. We’ll have the elemental change the sheets after and research in the morning.”
Harry nodded, “Okay, in that case roll over and I’ll hit you with the numbing charm.”
“First I’ll use that cleaning charm again I think,” she said. After using it she rolled over, “No massage needed tonight. Just stay with me tonight so I can feel you are safe.”
“I’ll stay,” Harry said. He positioned the book so he could see the last rune clearly, then cast the numbing charm. “I’ll just go grab the ink powder from the table,” he told her. “I’ll be right back.” He grabbed it and returned, “Ready?”
“Yes,” she said.
He carved the last rune, threw the special ink powder across the small bloody wound, and cried, “Atma!” The wound turned into a tattoo and he gently washed the extra ink and blood off then dried her and rubbed the healing cream in. “Okay Ginny?”
“Okay here!” she replied. Then she got up and put the same rune on his shoulder. “There! Now we just need elementals to swap the sheets and we can go to bed and put this day behind us.”
The elementals heard her and swapped the sheets quickly. They both went to bed then and slept until late.
Disclaimer: See previous chapters.
The next day they woke up together and showered together, taking longer than strictly necessary to get clean. After that they dried each other off slowly and went to their usual nook for breakfast.
“One more day Harry,” Ginny said. “Tomorrow we’ll have to get dressed and packed and go back to chilly England and a crowded house.”
“And shortly after that we need to go to even chillier Scotland and an even more crowded school.”
She scowled, “There’s a password to get past the trap on the stairs to the girl’s dorms but they refuse to tell us what it is or I’d give it to you.”
“That’s probably why they do it,” Harry replied smiling. “I’ll ask Hermione. If any one of the students has found it out it’ll be her.”
Ginny giggled, “True. But if you find out anything about whom she’s told or why I don’t want to know.”
Harry smiled and put an arm around her as they looked out the large bay window, “Well if I can get the old “Great Manipulator” to cover for us then maybe we can skip out together now and then. We can go kick a few death eater arses and afterward take some time for ourselves before returning.”
“That sounds great Harry!” she enthused. “Even if he won’t cover for us maybe we can sneak out anyway. A little guerrilla warfare to whittle down his forces before the big battle.”
Harry nodded, “Good idea. It should also hamper his recruiting efforts if his people start dying mysteriously.”
“You start looking for good spells to use in the library here and I’ll start working on ways to ditch our friends and relatives. They mean well but they won’t be able to keep up with us now so it’ll be best if they stay home.”
Harry nodded, “And they won’t stay home if they knew so they can’t know.”
After breakfast they part ways. Harry goes to the library and Ginny to her room. He’s already found some good spells to use but that was mostly by accident while reading about elementals and their summoning. Now he searching for lists of spells and after a few moments calls for a few air elementals to help him. By lunchtime he has a small pile of books to look through and he takes them to the dining room to meet Ginny.
“I’ve got books fulls of spells,” he said as he entered. “And since our memories are perfect now I remember all of what’s in them but even once you know them too we will still need to find time to practice them before we can use them in a fight.”
She was already sitting at the table and smiled, “I’ll read them after lunch and we can spare a day or two to practice them after the ritual is done. I’m glad you made it for lunch. I was worried you’d gotten lost in the job and was about to come get you.”
He put the books down on a chair and smiled ruefully, “No, you’ve trained me well. I won’t miss meals again.”
She smiled and handed him a sandwich and a glass of juice, “Good, let’s eat first I can look through the books and maybe we can practice a few outside after.”
After they ate they took the books outside and Harry asked, “Did you come up with any good schemes?”
She smiled, “A few. It’ll depend on circumstances but I’m sure I’ll get better at it as I go.”
She read through the books then they practiced spells until dinner before they went in to eat. After dinner they took the books up to the bedroom they were now sharing and packed them away. Harry cleared his throat, “Uh, so how do you want to do this?”
She smiled, “Well unless you have something in mind why don’t you just lay down on the bed and let me handle everything. Okay?”
Harry smiled, “Sure Ginny.” He went to the bed and lay on his back then closed his eyes.
Ginny grabbed the edible massage oil and returned to the bed, “Open your eyes Harry. I want you to see this.”
Harry blushed, “I’m afraid that if I look I’ll, uh, enjoy it a bit too much and not last long enough. You know, uh, when …” He trailed off.
She grinned, “No worries Harry! We are doing this strictly for the ritual. I can tell now when you are about to come and I’ll make sure it all goes where it’s supposed to go. Just don’t get too used to this.”
“I won’t,” he said seriously. “I’m sorry you even have to do it once.”
She smiled, “Well I would have tried it at least once with you anyway. So enjoy tonight, it’s the only time you’ll get to see and feel this.” She used her wand to cast a spell first, “I learned this from Susan. It makes sure everything back there is clean.”
“Susan Bones?” Harry asked shocked.
Ginny nodded, “Yup! But you can’t let her know I told you. She has a reputation to maintain.”
Harry nodded, “Sure, I won’t say anything.”
She started rubbing the oil on her hands she got a wicked grin and moved until she was squatting over his face, “Watch me Harry!” she shouted as she moved a well oiled finger to her own arsehole and started moving it in circles as Harry watched. Then she added a little more oil to her fingers and slid one in, “Ooh! This feels so naughty Harry! I can’t imagine how it will feel to have you inside me here. Can you imagine fucking me here Harry?”
Harry groaned out a yes while his eyes followed the finger that was still going in and out.
Ginny looked over her shoulder at his groin and grinned, “Yeah, I see that you can imagine it and you also like what you’re seeing now.” She made sure she was thoroughly coated with oil both inside and out then moved until she was straddling his thighs instead of his face, “Now I’m going to oil you Harry. Try to last just a little longer.” She oiled his erection liberally as he groaned then when he looked like he was close she moved closer and guided him to the one part of her she’d never planned to let anyone play with, not even him. She took a deep breath then slid herself down, making sure she didn’t show any pain. If he knew he was hurting her he’d never forgive himself and might not be able to finish the ritual.
Once the head was inside she stopped herself and rested a bit, stroking the shaft. Harry called her name and came inside her. It felt weird but afterward his hands started stroking her and that felt good. She decided that they should have gotten each other off at least once first but then shrugged. It’s not like she had any experience with this. As Harry’s fingers brought her closer to orgasm she said, “Oh thank you Harry. You’ve gotten so good at this.” Then as she got nearer she started calling his name wildly and sliding down his still partly hard penis. Then the orgasm washed over her and she bucked involuntarily forcing him as deep as he could go.
The next two orgasms were easier for both of them and then the red glow enveloped them. She had just slid herself off of him and was about to say something when suddenly Harry screamed. His scar broke open and an evil feeling greenish-black mist poured forth. Harry mercifully passed out but then the cloud hovered about his face and Ginny swung a pillow through it a few times trying to force it away from him. Either that worked eventually or it just gave up because eventually it dissipated and Harry sank into a seemingly peaceful slumber.
She let him sleep a few hours but they still had to do the runes before midnight so eventually she felt she had to wake him. “Harry wake up,” she called as she shook him. “Are you alright Harry?”
He opened his eyes, “Oh Ginny, I had a miserable nightmare. The first Voldemort dream since I got here.” When he sat up he noticed the blood on the bed sheet and pillow, “What happened?”
“Right after the red glow your scar opened. Blood gushed out but so did an evil presence,” she said and described what she saw.
“I’ve seen that before,” he said grimly. “The diary did that when I stabbed it with the basilisk fang. We need to research that.”
She shuddered remembering that night and how close to death both of them came. Then she nodded, “We do, but first we need to do the last rune before midnight. We’ll have the elemental change the sheets after and research in the morning.”
Harry nodded, “Okay, in that case roll over and I’ll hit you with the numbing charm.”
“First I’ll use that cleaning charm again I think,” she said. After using it she rolled over, “No massage needed tonight. Just stay with me tonight so I can feel you are safe.”
“I’ll stay,” Harry said. He positioned the book so he could see the last rune clearly, then cast the numbing charm. “I’ll just go grab the ink powder from the table,” he told her. “I’ll be right back.” He grabbed it and returned, “Ready?”
“Yes,” she said.
He carved the last rune, threw the special ink powder across the small bloody wound, and cried, “Atma!” The wound turned into a tattoo and he gently washed the extra ink and blood off then dried her and rubbed the healing cream in. “Okay Ginny?”
“Okay here!” she replied. Then she got up and put the same rune on his shoulder. “There! Now we just need elementals to swap the sheets and we can go to bed and put this day behind us.”
The elementals heard her and swapped the sheets quickly. They both went to bed then and slept until late.
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