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Chapter 30:- Firsts

A/N: Thanks Malehorntaildragon for what you added, I just wished I had done it first! To the rest I had better put a warning: Sex scene present in chapter. And to all reviews thank you for your comments but please be gentle with me as it's the first real sex scene that I have ever written (it isn't easy you know!).

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Harry noticed that as soon as they had left the Ministry Gabrielle had let go of him. Inside he was a bag of mixed emotions to this. He had found that he had enjoyed the feeling of Gabrielle holding him, needing him yet he was also feeling guilty. He was Ginny's boyfriend and so he shouldn't be feeling anything for another girl much less let them grab him and hold him in such away, yet Ginny almost look pleased when he was doing it. He wanted to ask Ginny about it, but last year's experience told him doing so would be disastrous for his relationship with Ginny.

As the group walked the Alley slowly he saw that it was nowhere as near as busy as it normally was. He could see only a few students and those seemed to be being shepherded by their parents. His eyes immediately sought out any signs of the attack that had happened here but found that everything had already been repaired or replaced. As they neared Gingotts he felt a little embarrassed at what he was about to do. Ginny had said that Gabrielle was from a wealthy French family yet she was trying to survive on her savings and a small allowance, Ginny had also told him that all she brought with her was a rucksack. He knew full well the state of the Weasley finances and he now had not just one but two vaults of money.

He would gladly donate one to the Weasley's but knew that they would refuse and so decided that he would buy each and everyone of them something to show his thanks. As they entered the bank they saw that even it was not as busy as it should be. Joining the queue they patiently waited until it was their turn.

"I would like to go to my vault please?"

"Name?" asked the clearly board Goblin.

"Harry James Potter."

The goblin's head snapped up at the mention of his name at looked at Harry very closely, Harry was certain that he could see a little panic in the Goblins eyes.

"Mr..mr...Potter, Sir. Of course sir, but why did you wait in line?" asked the goblin waving to one of his colleagues standing behind him

"Isn't that what I'm supposed to do?"

"Well you can sir but you have a founding vault."

"A Founding Vault?"

"Yes a Founding Vault you can just ask any of the staff and they will take you there immediately you don't have to wait."

"But I may not want that vault."

"It doesn't matter you are now one of our major customers and so we are at your service."

The very neatly dressed Goblin tugged Harry shirt and indicated to the carts.

"Um...I don't think there's room for all of us."

"I don't mind Harry, I'll see if Fleur is available." Said Gabrielle not wanting to miss an opportunity to see her sister.

"I'll stay up here as well and look after her." Said Molly.

"All right then."

The four then proceeded to follow the goblin into one of the carts and took off into the darkness at far too high a speed for some of the occupants.

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As they all disembarked onto a small platform Harry looked at his family vault. It had been a long time since he was here and he still felt a little embarrassed. They waited whilst Harry handed over his key and the goblin opened the door.

"Wow." Breathed Ginny who saw the huge piles of gold in front of her for the first time. She had heard from Ron that Harry was rich but never in her dreams did she imagine this much.

Harry looked at the pile and could swear that it had gotten larger since the last time he was here. Cautiously he stepped forward, he still felt awkward with his friends watching but it had been deliberate to show them.

"Well you've all seen it now."

"What?" asked Hermione.

"My money."

"It's not your...." Started to say Ginny but stopped when Harry held up his hand. He beckoned them inside the vault for a little privacy.

"No I'm not showing off, it's for a reason. You...you...know that we spoke about Voldemort."

"Yes." Replied Hermione for all three of them.

"Well you said that you would stick by me."

"It wasn't for this." Quickly said Ron but his' eyes were still fixed on the money.

"I know that but I want to buy you all a present to say thanks and just in case..."

"In case what?" asked Ron now looking at his friend.

Ginny felt her stomach drop as Harry said those words; he was thinking that he was going to die and wanted to leave them a present. Without thought of who was around she flung herself at Harry and enveloped him in a tight hug.

"Stop this Harry, you'll win." She whispered.

"But...but...I might..." he got no further as Ginny clamper her mouth over his.

Ron saw his sister start to kiss Harry. Kiss was a gentle word it did not really describe what they were doing. His insides churned at the thoughts and feelings that the kiss was creating. He opened his mouth to say something but Hermione nudged him. Looking sharply at her she leaned slightly closer to him and whispered.

"If you don't like it turn around."

Ron closed his mouth slowly and did turn but his mind still knew what they were doing. Hermione could feel the tear begin in the side of her eye, Ginny had done exactly the same as she would have but it seemed that she was more successful. She had seen Harry in moods like this before but the younger girl obviously knew how to stop Harry.

"Ah...um...." Stammered Harry as Ginny stopped kissing him but refused to let go.

Hermione smiled at the pair and said "You were saying?"

"I...um...want to buy you all something..." Harry felt Ginny press a little harder on his arm "...To say thank you. I just wanted to show you this so you wouldn't refuse. You're like a family to me and I want to say thank you to you all."

"I thought you were just going to buy Ginny and Gabrielle something."

"Oh we'll get what we want on top of a present, won't we Harry?" replied Ginny to the sound of a spluttering Ron.

Hermione smiled at Ginny she knew teasing when she saw it and thought that it might just do Harry and little good. For her the teasing was over and if she didn't get Ron alone and soon she would just burst.

Harry turned a scooped a very large collection of coins up, completely filing his money bag, before leaving with the rest to go back to the lobby.

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As Harry entered the lobby he saw that Gabrielle had indeed found her sister and were talking away to each other. Bill was also there standing with his mother, Harry felt suddenly nervous as Ginny hadn't let go of his hand and the look from Bill could only be classed as a little dangerous.

"Harry." Said Bill in a low voice.

Harry was at loss of what to say but Ginny replied for him.

"Now Bill I wouldn't frighten him, he could get you sacked!"

Bill's face still held the scowl for a few moments longer before breaking into a large smile followed by a deep laugh.

"Yeah... you're right there squirt."

"What?" asked Harry a little mystified.

"You have one of the original vaults. Those old vaults are sometimes known as Founding Vaults only the most influential clients have them. You met Pugsilver if you spoke to him and told him that you wanted me sacked he would be hard pressed not to, even though I'm the best there is at curse breaking."

"Now Bill dear show some modesty." Called Fleur as she and her sister joined them

"But I am!" protested Bill looking at Fleur.

She just shook her head very slightly before crossing to Harry. She gave him the standard hug and kiss on both cheeks before turning back to Bill

"Well have a good day Harry, the rest of you. Bill I think we should get back."

Bill looked quickly at the clock and knew she was right. Giving his mother a quick peck he said his goodbyes and left them.

"Ok where do we start then?" asked Harry looking round.

Everybody looked at each other and Hermione was certain that the bookshop was about to come out of Ron's mouth. She still had a plan and that had to be last shop so before it was suggested she piped up.

"The apothecary. I need to replace some of my potion supplies we could start there."

"Great idea Hermione and we can stop at Quality Quidditch Supplies on the way back." Replied Harry.

The small party left the bank and walked the short distance to the shop. Harry had never liked shopping in there and today was no different. As soon as they entered Hermione and Ron broke off. It looked like Hermione was rushing round the shop getting everything that she and Ron needed. Harry stood just inside the doorway with Ginny as Molly had taken Gabrielle and was helping her to get her first year stuff.

"It looks like Hermione's on a mission to train Ron."

"It'll never work." Chuckled Harry as the two walked towards some of the shelves. He started to select the ingredients that he knew he was running out of but what else should he get? Having not yet read any of the texts for next year it would be a guess. Deciding to get it by owl later he just purchased the barest essentials.

Ginny passed the ingredients that she needed to Molly she was just glad that she did not go through ingredients like the Twins or Ron did otherwise her mothers bill would be astronomical. Having finished their purchases they stood by the door to wait for Gabrielle. Harry knew that it was going to be like this for most of the trip but it didn't worry him, it allowed him more time with Ginny.

As Gabrielle was waiting to pay Harry thought he saw something in her that reminded him of the bad day's of when he was at the Dursley's. Before he could examine it further Gabrielle spun round to look at the pair of them, she smiled one of her smiles at them which drove all those nasty thoughts from his mind.

It wasn't long after that, that they all bustled out of the shop. Harry was glad of it because he was beginning to notice people were now looking at him strangely.

Feeling the tension in him Ginny leaned a bit closer and asked.

"What's up Harry?"

"Did you see those people in there?"

"In the shop?"

"Yes they were staring at me. Like the first time that I came here."

"It's the paper. Remember you're famous, The Chosen One, I bet that before the end of the day everyone will know that you have been here and what you've bought."

"But I..."

"I know I'll just have to take your mind off of it."

Harry led them all into the Quality Quidditch Supplies. He had suspected that this is where Ron would want to go and so waited to see where he was looking.

For Ron, he felt varying emotions as he looked around. The sportsman inside of him wanted to rush up to the New Brooms yet he had just received a new one only last year. Harry had said that he wanted to buy a present and knew that he would not say no to a new Broom but could he do that to his parents?

He slowly walked round the shop looking at everything; Hermione followed him and for once did not say anything. Harry looked over at the new Brooms, he had suspected that Ron would want one but he never went near them. As he approached the display cases he turned to Ginny.

"Would you like one?"

Ginny felt a moment of panic. A new broom was something that she had never dreamed of from Harry but looking at the sleek models and polished handles she faltered slightly. She peered into the case and saw the price, Harry would pay it she knew that but would she really use something so expensive.

Shaking her head slowly she replied. "Thanks for the offer but I couldn't."

"I don't mind I..."

"No Harry I wouldn't be able to use it like you or Ron."

"You're not playing on the House team this year?"

"I might but that would be all. The pair of you will still be playing years from now; I don't think I will be."

"Ok but I mean it I would buy you one."

Ginny continued to shake her head, flashy new brooms were just not her.

Harry walked over to Ron who was looking at a set of robes.

"You want a set of Cannon robes?"

"No...I..."

"Why?"

"The protective gear, there." Indicated Ron blushing slightly. He had seen it when he had bought Ginny's. He hadn't been able to afford anything that expensive but the gear they sold here would protect him from virtually any injury. He wasn't afraid of getting hurt but some of the stories that he had read did make him slightly sick.

"Ok then."

"I'll just get the leg guards Harry."

"No you'll get everything." Replied Harry with determination.

Ron did blanch at this as he knew what this would cost and it was not going to be cheep.

"Harry you shouldn't do..." started to say Molly as she saw what was happening.

"I want to Mrs Weasley. No arguments please, it's like a thank you."

"You have nothing to thank us for."

"To me I do. No arguments please I want to but you a present as well."

"Me...Oh no I couldn't possibility."

"No I'm getting everyone something you and Mr Weasley included."

Molly shook her head at Harry once more but kept silent as she watched him pull out galleon after galleon to pay for Ron's gear.

Hermione had expected to be in the shop much longer, but as they left she could feel the excitement inside of her build. It would not be long now and her body knew it.

Florish and Blots was their next stop and the last for two of them on this shopping experience. Once more Molly took Gabrielle by the hand and started to walk round to help her get her books. Ginny walked off as well to get her books leaving Harry alone with Hermione and Ron.

"Any idea of what we need next year." Said Harry looking at Hermione.

"Most of it depends on what you take but this is the standard list." Replied Hermione brandishing a small scrap of paper which she gave to Harry as she had already memorised it. Harry quickly looked down the list and was thankful that it indeed was small. He set off into the shop to find the books but noticed Ginny was as normal looking through the second hand section. It was obvious that she was expert at it by the way she was discarding some of the books. Shaking his head slightly he quickly crossed to her.

"Come on Ginny." He said laying his hand on her shoulder.

"What Harry?"

"You don't have too."

"But...."

Harry slowly pulled her up and placed a small kiss on her lips.

"I said I would take you shopping, I'll get these."

"But...but...I wanted." Said Ginny knowing exactly what she wanted Harry to buy her.

"I'll get that as well. You and Gabrielle helped me, more so than anybody this summer, let me do this."

Ginny relaxed into Harry at his words and smiled at Harry before nodding at him. The two of them left the small stack of books on the floor as they started to shop together.

Once their collection was complete they both rejoined Hermione and Ron.

"So Hermione what books do you want."

"Are you sure?"

"If someone asks me that again I'm going to get upset." Replied Harry.

"Well I've always wanted the complete works of Melisa Gilbank."

"Ok then and Hermione if there is any book that you want this year just ask, ok?"

"Ok Harry."

He quickly waited as Hermione dashed off to get the books that she wanted. As soon as she returned they queued up and Harry paid for the large pile of book that they had acquired. Harry looked round as Gabrielle and Molly approached the counter and he saw that look again on her face. It then hit him at what he was seeing, it was almost like looking at himself in the mirror from years ago. He remembered that he was dragged along when Dudley had gone shopping for school. He had to watch as everything or anything that he wanted was bought for him were as he had to make do with very little

Walking quickly to Gabrielle he whispered.

"You ok?"

Gabrielle looked up at Harry; he had surprised her slightly as she was concentrating on the books. She had withdrawn virtually everything that she had but now was realising just how expensive everything was. At the rate she was going she wasn't sure that she was going to have enough.

"Um...ah..." she stammered still trying to workout the price of everything she was carrying.

"You look like me when I was younger, tell me what's up."

"It's so expensive."

"Gabrielle I told you that I would help, I'll get these."

Gabrielle looked up at Harry with huge eyes. Harry could see her emotions in those eyes and wanted just to reach out and hug her, she was looking so scared it was almost painful to him. He reached down and plucked the collection of books from her.

"Is that all?"

"Well there are a few more but..."

"Come on show us."

Gabrielle was hesitant for a second, it reminded her of her family and when her mother had taken her shopping she always got whatever she wanted. Ginny smiled at her and then she understood it wasn't her magic causing this, it wasn't because she was a Veela it was Harry and this was his nature, loved swelled within her and she felt her magic sing in response.

Quickly the three circled the room to pick up the other books that she wanted, a couple of titles caused Ginny and Harry to raise an eyebrow but they didn't say anything. Eventually everyone was standing outside now carrying far heavier bags.

"Where next?" asked Harry as he looked round.

"Um...Mrs Weasley how about if Ron and I take all this back. It's a bit heavy and we are finished."

"Don't worry dear I can shrink everything."

"I know but we have finished getting everything and it's best for the books if they aren't shrunk."

"Well...."

"It's alright Mum I think Hermione just wants to start reading her books." Said Ron.

"Ok then but be safe the pair of you."

"We will." Quickly replied Hermione as she spun to look at Ron. She tried to convey all of her emotions in that one glance. It was as much as she could do to stop from running down the street in joy.

As Ginny watched Hermione and Ron leave she felt a moment jealousy. She had seen the looks Hermione was giving Ron. She liked her friend and just hoped that they could do whatever they were planning.

"How about Ice Cream?" asked Harry seeing the shop.

Everyone nodded and made their way. Harry did not want to sit outside because he noticed that the glances were now following him around outside. They sat and chatted while each devoured their chosen Ice Creams. As soon as they finished and left they hadn't gone far when Ginny stopped her mum.

"Would you mind if we finished this on our own?" she ventured.

"Why?"

"We...it's a little embarrassing to be shopping with your mum and ... boyfriend."

"But ...."

"You could wait in the Cauldron like before."

Molly looked closely at her daughter. She remembered when she was young and could understand, slowly she nodded.

"Alright but don't be too long and ..." she turned to look at Harry.

"Its Ok Mrs Weasley I'll look after them." Quickly said Harry. Molly smiled before replying.

"That I know what I was going to say is don't spend too much on them."

Harry laughed a small laugh

"Don't worry, I won't spend too much on them, just enough." he replied with a small twinkle in his eye.

"But worrying is what Mum's do best." Replied Molly as she turned and left the three.

Ginny almost bounced with joy as she watched her mother go. As soon as she was out of sight she grabbed Harry's arm, being so close just felt so good to her.

Harry felt the weight of Ginny as she grabbed him and lent into him. He could feel her body through his arm before turning to the two girls.

"I need some Owl treats, how about Familiar Friends?"

"Ok." The two girls chimed in unison as the three walked into the next shop.

As soon as the door was opened they were assaulted by noises and smells. It wasn't empty of people but there were only few present at the moment. Harry made directly for the owl section but both the girls pealed off towards other sections of the shop. As he found the Owl treats he noticed that both the girls were engrossed by different animals.

Silently crossing the shop he stood behind Ginny and looked into the cage she was squatted in front of. He first noticed that the cage looked very strong, not the normal cat type cage or basket it looked to be made of stronger bars. As he looked into the cages all that seemed to be present was a large circle of fur. Neither head nor tail could be seen it was almost like a huge black disc moving ever so slightly.

"You really don't want this one miss." Said a Shop assistant as he walked up.

"Why not?" asked Ginny

"It's a bit vicious, something is wrong with it, every time we put it in with the others it just starts a fight."

"Does it win?"

The sales Assistant laughed.

"Yeah always, you should have seen the problems we had getting it in there."

Ginny looked closer into the cage and saw the bundle move. A head seemed to materialise out of the fur. It had a pointish face but no marking upon it, but its eyes caught Ginny's immediately she hadn't or couldn't see them before but now they were looking directly at her. The deep green eyes looked directly at her sizing her up yet to her they were the eyes of Harry. She felt a shimmer of something go through her and a ripple in her magic.

Cautiously she reached out a hand knowing it to be the right thing.

"I wouldn't..." started to warn the Assistant but was stopped by a raised hand of Harry as he saw the look on Ginny. A moment of worry flashed over him looking at her but he understood that it would be fine.

The cat looked at the hand and sniffed, Ginny felt the air move across her finger tips. As she looked at the cat she saw a shiver move through the fur. Then gracefully like uncoiling rope the fur bundle formed into a cat and about the largest cat she had seen. The light caused a silver sheen to be transmitted down the body giving Ginny a clear view. It was easily bigger than Hermione's perhaps almost twice as big she estimated; the fur she saw was actually sleek and showed every muscle in the cat's body, it seemed to ripple with each breath. But Ginny had the impression she was looking at a predator, as beautiful as it was to look at she could almost feel the danger.

"She's big." Whispered Harry behind Ginny. She jumped very slightly at the sound of his voice but never took her eyes of the cat.

"Yes but so beautiful, it's the eyes they're perfect."

"The eyes?"

"Yes like yours."

Harry felt the blush in his cheek, it was obvious that the shop assistant had heard the comment and was looking closely at him.

"What is it?"

"We don't know every time we try and examine her she attacks us. We think it's some sort of cat, the importer didn't know what it was he just found it within one of the cages. He swore that it ate the cat that was inside. We had to stun it once but even then it still twitched and moved and so we still don't know."

"How cruel" admonished Ginny suddenly.

"You should have seen what she had done to us before saying that."

"But she was defenceless!"

"You wouldn't say that if you saw her fighting us." Chuckled the Assistant.

"Do you want her?" Harry asked quietly.

"I couldn't really she must be expensive."

Harry looked at the man straight in the face.

"She'll take it."

The assistant was taken aback, he had been certain that this cat would go to some strange boy or family not a girl, but a sale was a sale.

"Do you want anything else, food bedding etc."

Ginny looked closely at the cat's face as if to ask the question.

"No I don't think so." She replied in a dreamy voice.

"Ok then." Replied the Assistant gingerly picking up the cage and walking to the counter.

Harry helped Ginny to her feet but she continued to stretch until she was standing on her toes. She gave him a quick but meaningful kiss knowing that public displays of affection would make him feel uncomfortable.

"Thank you Harry. She's so...."

"Perfect for you." He finished with his heart still racing.

The two held hands as they crossed to where Gabrielle was looking into a large cage of rabbits. Harry had seen rabbits before but never like this. The cage must have had at least thirty in it. Some were clearly very magical as he saw them doing various tricks for the kids that were looking at them. He had to marvel at the rabbit that was managing to ride a bike and the other one that was doing cartwheels. These were not normal rabbits.

"But Mummy they are so nice can't I..." pleaded a girl to her mother standing next to them.

"No Charlotte you already have one."

"But Mummy!"

Gabrielle seemed to be shuffling to the side of the cage her eyes fixed on something. Ginny looked at each of the rabbits and realised that they were far cuter than her cat they looked soft and clearly more fun yet she was happy; the cat just felt right. She followed Gabrielle with her eyes and saw that the younger girl had seen something she liked. Whether it was her magic or something else telling her she could see the desire in her.

"Gabrielle?" she asked quietly not to draw any attention.

"That one at the back." Breathed Gabrielle.

Ginny looked at the back of the cage but failed to see anything. The more adventurous rabbits were now really trying to get her attention obviously sensing a sale. Cartwheel had stopped and was now doing jumping jacks and bike rider was now cycling backwards.

"It looks so lonely and lost. It's just too small for the others, I think it's scared." Said Gabrielle

Ginny continued to look at the back but still could see anything.

"Under that pile shavings see?"

Ginny looked even closer and saw noting at first until a small glint of blue caught her eye. It wasn't much but there had definitely been something there as she watched she saw a small movement.

Gabrielle spun and looked at Harry, the Rabbit reminded her so much of herself that it seemed too cruel to leave it in there with the others, but she could not get it no matter how much she saved she could never afford it.

Harry saw Gabrielle look at him and understood what she was asking but hesitated. He had already gotten her school books and he was sure that he would have to get some other things. He didn't mind spending the money it was what Ginny would say, this supposed to be her birthday treat and not Gabrielle's he had already spent enough for would be classed as present.

"You have to get it for her." Instantly said Ginny when she spotted it and looked at Gabrielle's face.

"But I thought it's your..."

"Harry please!"

"Well ok then." Agreed Harry.

The assistant smiled once more and opened the cage. The other rabbits took this as a sign that one of them had been bought and so lined up in a neat line. But as the hand moved to the back Harry saw the glances the Rabbits were giving each other. The assistant's hand closed over the small rabbit and gently lifted it free. Harry watched the other rabbits, almost as one, turn away from the bundle as it was carried aloft.

The Assistant presented the bunny on his open palms for them to look at. They could all see the tiny bundle of cuteness shiver in fright as it was presented. Gabrielle reached out her hand and brushed the wood shavings away. Harry heard Ginny in take of breath as a pure white rabbit was revealed, it continued to shiver yet did not move away from Gabrielle's hand. Once it was cleaned off they all saw that it was the smallest rabbit they had ever seen. Everything was in proportion yet it was so small.

"It was found at the bottom of the last shipmen we had. We don't think it's trained like the others but we really don't know."

Ginny continued to look at the miniature rabbit it was small yet it looked healthy.

"Is it fully grown?" she asked quietly

"Oh yes it's a Netherland Dwarf they're small as it is but this one seems just a little smaller. We try and stock only normal rabbits in case muggles see them but this one well..."

Gabrielle laid her hand flat and the rabbit sniffed once before slowly hopping forward on to it. She could feel the warmth from it fur yet it still shivered.

"It just so cute." She breathed. Ginny lent closer so that Harry would not hear.

"Just like you... I think it's perfect."

**

The three of them left the shop, the two girls laden down with baskets and other items for there newly acquired pets. Ginny's "cat" had settled down almost at once and was now a bundle of fur again. Gabrielle's rabbit had to be coaxed into a basket and once there it had buried itself again but would look up every time Gabrielle spoke to it.

With almost relief to Harry they came to the next shop that they needed to visit. Madam Malkin's. As they approached both the girls seemed to chatter much more to each other it was obvious that the two were looking forward to this shop the most. He just wished that it could be over with soon, it had been fun but not exactly as he had expected.

They entered the shop and were greeted almost immediately by Madam Malkin herself. Harry had never been served by her before he had always gone to one of the racks; chosen what he needed and that was all.

Madam Malkin had been watching the group for most of the morning. She had heard about their arrival almost as soon as they had left the Cauldron and was hoping that they would visit. She knew that in the past Harry had shopped in here but she had never served him herself. Now was different she had heard a lot of things over the past few days, people said the most indiscreet things as she was fitting them and so had let slip some really interesting pieces of information. She had started to make some inquiries and if the answers she received were to be believed this was gong to be one very important customer.

She had seen them approach and knew the two girls with Harry. She was a little surprised at Ginny Weasley being there. She knew that she was a good girl but not one in "those" circles, yet the way she moved with Harry almost said that she belonged. Whether there was anything going on with Ginny and Harry Madam Malkin was certain that she would know and very soon, she did not want to upset a potentially very influential and rich customer.

The other girl was also not that much of a stranger. Many people had seen her the day of the attack but most had forgotten about her; all that most people would remember was "That beautiful young girl" Madam Malkin had seen beauty in fact that was her business and that girl would only be describe as beautiful to the most uneducated she was near perfect in her mind as any girl could be.

She had started to make enquires about her as soon as the attack was over, but had come up empty until one of the editors came for his regular "fittings". When he was here he had spoken about the Tri-Wizard tournament and how sales were all due to his marketing plans but the mention of the tournament had jogged her mind. Very quickly she had scouted through her old paper cuttings and found the picture she was after. The girl had changed much since the picture was taken but it was definitely the same one.

So that day she had sent off some questions to the fashion houses in France. The information that she had gotten back had astounded her. Never would she had suspected but now looking at the girl as she approached her shop she knew the information to be true and if all of it was to be believed it was a very interesting turn for someone like Harry to actually have a "consort" already and one obviously so beautiful. But if that was the case then she was certain she could cater for any clothing, lingerie, uniforms or whatever else he desired.

"Welcome Mr. Potter it's so nice to see you. I'm Madam Malkin please call me Anna."

"Um...thank you...Anna."

"Do you mind if I call you Harry I find it less...how shall we say formal."

"Of...of course." Stammered Harry never having met such a forceful character.

"I take it you're in here for some new robes and uniforms. The new range for girls I think will be most popular this year." Said Anna looking over at the two girls. Indeed those two, the Veela especially, would look good in it. Unfortunately that girl was too young as it was only available to year 3 and above but in a few years she would be...

"Umm...yes please." Said Harry feeling a little unsure.

"Well this way. I'll have one of my assistants to help with the ladies."

Gabrielle and Ginny looked a little shocked by the treatment but followed the young assistant obediently as she moved through the shop. Anna indicated to one of the side walls for Harry.

"If you would like."

He followed the woman until he came to a small open room. It didn't have a door but he did see that a curtain could be pulled for more privacy. A single chair, stool and mirror were all that was present yet each looked plush and comfortable. He even noticed that the carpet looked thicker than the rest of the shop. Anna indicated the stool and looked at Harry. This was one of her special Rooms. If Harry stood on the stool she knew that most people in the shop would see his face, nothing else, just his face and they would know that Madam Malkin's catered for the rich and famous.

"Please stand there and I'll measure you. I take it you want a new set of Robes and a new School Uniform. I should be able to alter one for you very quickly."

"I normally just..."

"That's all right once we have the measurements it will be quick."

Harry just did what was told and stood on the stool. As soon as he did Anna started to move around him taking measurements and noting them down. Harry glanced down once and was shocked to see that when the woman stood in front of him, which she did a lot, he had a clear view right down her dress. Even though she wasn't his age people would definitely say that she was good looking. As Harry adverted his eyes he just hoped he would get through the next few minuets without making a mistake. But the sight he had glimpsed did start to stir something within him.

The two girls were shown into a sort of private fitting room much larger than Harry's. The room they entered had a love seat facing a set of mirrors, there were long curtains hanging off to one side of the room which Ginny suspected allowed people to get changed. Ginny was awed at the decoration and the size of the room. Never had she been in a shop like this and being treated like royalty. With a little bit of panic she looked at Gabrielle who seemed at home.

"Well I'm Miranda what can I help you with."

Gabrielle looked at Ginny first before replying.

"I need a school Uniform for Hogwarts."

"Same here but I want one of the new ones." Said Ginny knowing that she was blushing slightly having seen one in the window.

"Oooh you are so lucky I wish that I was still back in school."

"What are they like then?"

"Really good, sexy if you want them to be, but comfortable as anything. Let's start with you." Replied Miranda finally looking and Gabrielle.

Gabrielle smiled and slipped off her shoes. From a young age her mother had taken her into shops like this so knew exactly what to do. As she stood on the stool the young woman took a couple of measurements and then dashed out. As they were alone Ginny looked over at Gabrielle and said.

"I never thought that this place even had anything like this."

"I'm not I've heard about Madam Malkin's in Paris. Most of the places I went with Mama were like this."

"It's so beautiful." Breathed Ginny looking around the room.

"And private."

Ginny mind quickly thought up of a plan.

"Do you think we should tease Harry?"

"Definitely and I think he's going to enjoy it."

***

Harry waited until Anna had finished and had moved off into the shop. It looked like she was conversing with the assistant that had gone with Ginny and Gabrielle, a small moment of worry crept into Harry but briefly running through his magic he calmed his mind. For some reason standing on the stool he felt vulnerable. Before he had time to dwell on it Anna returned.

"Well Harry, if you could try this on first and then we shall see. I know it's rude to ask but are the two girls with you."

Harry felt it strange to be asked as he had walked in with both Ginny and Gabrielle.

"Well yes they are. I'll be paying for everything today."

"Oh good I thought so, now let me look.....Hmm not bad for a start but it needs some altering here." She indicated a spot with her wand and Harry saw a bright blue mark appear. To him it felt perfect but continued he to stand there as the woman went round making more and more marks.

***

Gabrielle was impressed at the professionalism of the girl when it came to her fitting. In mere minutes she had all the clothes that she wanted, in the right size and packed away, she was only slightly surprised that they found shoes for her as well. She hadn't seen any shoes when she had walked in, it seemed that this shop provided anything they wanted. Her mind did not even add up the cost as it fell into its old habits yet she knew that it was expensive.

When it was Ginny's turn she stepped down and watched, measurements were taken and the new Uniform arrived.

"Well I've brought some of the old style just as well, in case, so if you would please?"

Ginny was handed a collection of new blouses which she quickly tried on. She had been embarrassed to get undressed in front of Miranda but noticed that she turned her back every time to give Ginny some privacy. Each of the blouses fitted perfectly and felt more comfortable than anything she had owned before. Next were trousers and a few skirts once more the results were the same.

"Well leave on one of the blouses and try this." Said Miranda holding out the new school skirt. It was obvious to Ginny that someone had managed to convince the Headmaster into getting something slightly fashionable for once. The short black pleated skirt looked perfect to her; it had a small white ribbon running trough it near the hem which added just enough colour.

"The ribbon will change to the house colour so try it on."

Ginny pulled the skirt up and found that it came to above the knee; the pleats flared the skirt slightly giving it more shape. Her mother would go berserk if she saw this but she thought it was wonderful. She saw that the ribbon had indeed changed colour and was now a deep red. That and the new shirt made Ginny feel the best she had ever done in a school uniform.

"With robes it looks better."

Quickly donning a set she saw that the material blended in but the cut of the skirt and blouse did show her body off, she thought she looked really good dressed like this.

"Um...what about winter? It's a bit short for the snow."

"Well there is a winter version that is longer but all the girls that have bought one think that tights would be a better option, and I have to agree your legs look really good in this it would be a shame to hide them. Would you like to try them for yourself?"

Ginny pulled on the thick woollen tights and looked once more. The blackness of her legs hid any marks on them and she could feel the warmth that the wool created or was there a spell at work as well. Yes in the winter she could still look really good and not freeze. Gabrielle rose from the seat and crossed to Ginny. The pleated skirt did look good and she knew that the boys or more precisely one boy, would love it smiling to her self she had an idea.

"Ginny you said you wanted to tease him?"

"Yes why?"

"Trust me." smiled Gabrielle as she crossed to Miranda. She had a quiet word and almost felt sorry for Harry. It took a few moments for Miranda to come back but when she did she was carrying what looked like to Ginny another pair of black tights and a pair of shoes.

"Do you want to come with me?"

Ginny could not understand why they were moving but followed as Gabrielle tugged her arm. The pair walked through the curtain and saw the rest of the room. It wasn't as large as the bit they had been in but there was a second seat this time a little bigger and the walls had rails built into them with empty coat hangers on them. There was also another stool but this time there was also a dressing table, lit up with candles and what looked to be bottles of something on the counter.

"Harry's almost finished and I thought it best if we surprised him from in here." Said Gabrielle.

Ginny realised that Gabrielle was right it would be much better if she walked out from behind the curtain. As she hopped onto the stool she looked at her friend

"Put these on Ginny." Said Gabrielle smiling and handing her what Miranda was carrying.

Ginny shrugged out of her tights and took what was offered. She then noticed that they weren't tights they were in fact stockings. The material was deep black, opaque actually and was as soft as anything that she had ever felt before. Drawing each stocking up her leg she marvelled the way it clung to her legs. It ended just above the knee with a small ribbon woven around the top very similar to the skirt that ended in a delicate bow to the side. This time there was definitely something magical about them as they seemed to form to her legs. The stockings smoothed out the contours enough to make her look perfect, even better than the tights had done.

She noticed as she moved that the stockings stayed fixed to her leg and didn't fall. As she looked into a mirror she could see a strip of cream flesh between the top of the stockings and the bottom of the skirt, she could almost feel her body respond to what she was looking at. She thought that many a girl would be jealous as to how she looked.

"Try these as well." Said Gabrielle holding out the pair of shoes.

Ginny slipped on the black ballet shoes and felt them almost mould to her feet. The softness surrounding her feet made her feel lighter. As she looked at the mirror she could just imagine Harry's look. Gabrielle stood beside her and whispered. "He won't be able to keep his hands off you."

"I look...look..."

"Like the prefect princess for our Harry." Breathed Gabrielle.

Ginny turned towards the curtain to give Harry the show and paused.

"Do you want one of these Gabrielle?"

Miranda's eyes did not even flinch when she heard this. Madam Malkin had mentioned something to her about Harry when he was spotted and had drilled her in not to show any emotions but this was sounding scandalous.

Gabrielle looked at Ginny and knew that if she wore anything like that Harry might indeed start to look at her in a different way but dropped her head.

"No I can't"

"Why not?"

"Well you know how good you look. What do you think that would do for me?"

"Exactly."

"What!"

"Do your best, let's give him a show he won't soon forget!" replied Ginny preparing to walk through the curtain to find her boyfriend.

***

When Harry had finished and was surprised to be shown into the room that had swallowed the girls. He looked round and didn't see them but noticed movement behind the curtains. Spying the seat he sat down and waited for the girls to immerge. When he saw the curtain open he stood up and was prepared to be nice until he saw what walked out. Ginny almost glided as she moved towards him but his mouth and brain had stopped responding. Never had he thought that a school uniform could ever look so good. Many times Lavender or some other girl would "alter" their uniforms "to make them look better" but he was never impressed with their results.

But the image of Ginny that was gliding towards him changed everything inside of him about the idea of school uniforms. The contrast in the colours of the stockings and her leg sent a shiver through him. The roundness of the shoes removed any sharp lines on Ginny she looked so soft, so faultless. The skirt seemed to move on it's own up and down and swaying from side to side teasing his mind with what it covered yet never showing him anything.

His eyes travelled up and saw that the blouse curved in and out with Ginny and her breasts were nicely pressing against it. He could make out the contours but they weren't making any obscene marks they just filled the blouse. As his eyes finished their travel he could see her face and the trace of mirth in her smile as she approached.

She stopped in front and twirled for him. His eyes flashed to the skirt in the hope of seeing more, wanting to see more yet it remained low enough to cover everything. His hands almost ached to reach out and touch everything to see if it felt as a soft and smooth as it looked.

"You...you..."

Ginny fell into his arms and kissed him. His reaction was everything that she suspected. As she stood there she felt his arms circle around her and rest on her back.

"Just imagine what I'm wearing underneath, there are no restrictions now." She breathed into his ear. She felt him shudder and his eyes widen even more. Dropping a shoe off one of her feet she raised it up slightly and rubbed her foot against Harry's inside leg. Harry felt an involuntary moan escape him as every sensation was assaulted with the sexuality of the moment.

"I take it you like it?"

"Oh yes!" breathed Harry feeling his arousal getting harder by the moment.

Ginny lead him over the love seat and sat him down. Without waiting she perched on him forgoing the small space next to him.

"We just have to wait for Gabrielle."

Harry could not believe the girl sitting on him. He was certain that's she could feel him through her skirt and panicked slightly, but when Ginny made no comment he relaxed in the hope all had gone unnoticed.

"Feel them Harry." Asked Ginny grasping Harry's hand and placing it on her knee.

He felt the soft, warm, smoothness of the socking under his fingers. Every contour of Ginny legs could be felt yet it was encased in the silky smoothness. His fingertips seemed to sing the joy as the proceeded to move over the knee.

"Mum would kill me if she saw but would you buy this for me?" asked Ginny, she didn't know the full cost but it must be expensive, very expensive.

Harry would have agreed to buy anything for Ginny if she kept doing this.

"Anything you want." He replied with a slightly dry mouth. If this was what she could look like the he would buy her anything she wanted.

They sat there and waited in silence Harry's mind was running hard at the thoughts of Ginny sitting on his lap and what she was wearing. Eventually he was brought out of his thoughts by Ginny's next question

"She's beautiful isn't she Harry?"

"Who... Gabrielle?" Harry said with a feeling of dread. He'd been thinking more and more about Gabrielle and even now with Ginny sitting on him he could almost imagine what the young girl would look like dressed like this. He frantically tried to think of something, the last thing he wanted was to upset Ginny.

"Yes Gabrielle, oh come on I won't get jealous or upset."

"Um, then yeah, sort of." He said trying to evade and avoid making a mistake.

Ginny raised an eyebrow at him. "Come on Harry I want the truth."

Harry swallowed 'Bloody hell, what do I do now?' He thought still trying not to ruin the moment.

"Yeah, she's pretty, but-but, she doesn't have your hair."

"My hair?"

"Yea, I mean its not just red you know? It's sort of like fire. It's varied there's a bit of blonde, but also some really dark almost crimson and everything in between."

He smiled when she blushed hoping he had said the right thing

"You really like my hair?"

"Of course I do." Harry said relieved that he hadn't ruined anything.

Ginny pulled him down for a slow kiss, she felt a part of him jump as she moaned into his mouth. She could feel the hand on her knee move slightly eventually up to her naked thigh and squeeze gently. 'YES!' She thought as he finally started to take a little more of the initiative. She moaned again and kissed him even harder, she wanted his hands to roam more. She could feel her body start to rub against Harry in response, almost urging him on its own accord to do more. But he didn't, she relaxed the kiss and pulled away slightly venturing to try and tell Harry some of the truth.

"Oh and Harry, Gabrielle and I have come to an understanding. We know where each of us stands, so I'm not worried about loosing you to her. So you can relax a bit ok?"

"Huh?"

"Just relax around Gabrielle I won't get upset about anything you do, don't think about it, OK?"

"Um, sure Ok." Harry replied confused.

Madam Malkin peered through the closable window in the door; she could clearly see the couple kissing. The way the girl was perched on Harry it was obvious to her that more was on offer. This was not unusual and one of the main reasons she had put these rooms in. She closed the window and stepped away as the door opened silently and Miranda exited. Miranda looked to her boss and whispered incredulously.

"They want the new style school uniform for the other girl with them!"

"I'm not surprised. She will look good in it....very good indeed. It will definitely add to his enjoyment."

Miranda looked at her boss a little confused.

"It's most likely that he's already taken her to bed." Anna replied calmly, her assistant's eyes went even wider if that was at all possible and her mouth fell open. "You're lucky were not in front of the customers Miranda."

"But!"

"But nothing, I've heard that Mr. Potter has been made head of house early. She's a Veela or part Veela, so it would perfectly legal for him to do. You are to give him anything that he wants, no questions."

"Yes Madam."

Madam Malkin continued to berate the girl knowing that she could have almost lost her the single biggest customer of her entire life through that one mistake.

"We cater for anything that people like Mr Potter wants. You should understand that by now, why do I have such fitting rooms like the one they are using? We supply whatever they want showing no emotion and telling no-one!"

"Yes Madam."

"If he wanted one of us to model we would comply, understand?"

"Anything? But... Madam?"

"Do you think I took you on because of your great school results? No it was your body, that's why I tell you how to dress and give you an allowance."

"I, I, never."

"Don't worry Miranda with those two girls with him I'll bet you, you will never have to do anything like that, at least for now. You should help those two girls, try to be their friend, because it will be them who will be spending his money! Although I am a little surprised to see him with the youngest Weasley girl she just doesn't fit."

"Huh, why's that? He comes in with her nearly every year I heard. He's always talking to her brothers you know the twins and that other one but they always come in together. I've helped them the last time." Miranda replied slowly coming over her shock.

"Really? Well then that explains quite a bit then." She suddenly realised a lot more about that new store down the Alley that bore the Weasley name. Those two may pretend to be slackers and jokesters, but they were as greedy and shrewd as the goblins when it came to making money, and they were making it by the cauldron full if the clothes they were buying were any indication.

She'd briefly wondered where they had gotten the money, now it was obvious, no doubt Potter set them up. She wouldn't be surprised if they were paying him dividends. If Mr. Potter married their daughter it would certainly shoot them up the social ladder. Anna shook her head and turned back to her assistant. "You're not to speak to anyone of what you've seen or heard about Mr. Potter, understand?" Receiving a nod she continued. "Good. I'll take over from here. See me before you leave today, I think there are several items we need to discuss."

Ginny shifted slightly as she saw the curtain flutter. Gabrielle entered and walked towards them. She had changed into exactly the same outfit she was wearing and Gabrielle had been right. If it had looked good on her it was nothing compared to how it looked on Gabrielle. The way the young girl moved seemed to emphasis everything.

The way her legs moved the slight movement of her hips the way her breasts were pushing the blouse everything was perfect. Ginny knew at that moment that no man could resist Gabrielle if she tried. Every man would want her but Gabrielle had chosen her man, Harry. She was now glad that they had decided to share because to compete against such beauty would be almost imposable.

Gabrielle twirled when she too came to a stop and Ginny could feel the obvious reaction from Harry. She had felt it when she had sat down, she knew what it was but it had gotten even harder when Gabrielle had walked in. She even wanted to explore that young body when she too looked at it, to find out about the mystery that the uniform hid. Gabrielle leaned forward and placed a small kiss on Harry's cheek and flashed as grin at Ginny.

"Well?" cooed Gabrielle.

"You...you..." stammered Harry for a second time.

Ginny laughed loudly and wrapped her arms around him. This time it was not a short kiss this one was far longer and held a lot more promise in it. Ginny stood after she broke away.

"Come on Gabrielle lets go change back I know he liked it!" She said out loud, Ginny then whispered something into Gabrielle's ear, that Harry couldn't hear.

As Harry watched to two girls walk away he was surprised to find that their robes were off. They were still in the blouses and skirts but holding their robes in front of them. He could see the slight sway on Ginny's hips but Gabrielle just glided yet both of them looked perfect to Harry.

His eye's continued to travel over their nubile forms. But they both stopped and dropped their robes at their feet. In unison the pair bent only at the waist to retrieve the fallen article and Harry was presented with yet another sight. Never, not even in his dreams would he imagined such a sight, but he knew that his dreams would contain nothing else from now on as the skirts rode up and he was present with a view of two perfect bottoms.

The two seemed to take an age to gather their robes before they slowly straightened up, both girls used a hand to "check" their skirts were in place. Harry could only imagine what each hand could feel as it was ran over each bottom. Before moving off both girls, still in unison, looked over there shoulder at the opened mouthed Harry and smiled at him. Then in a flash of movement they bounded behind the large curtains and disappeared from Harry's view.

Harry's was still trying to understand everything that he had jut seen yet only a single thought crossed his mind, 'BLOODY HELL!'.

Anna closed the curtain behind the two girls as they left the opened mouthed Harry. She was happy in not just the sale, which was huge, it would be perfect to start Miranda on commission, but also in the information she had found out.

***

Hermione closed the door to Ron's bedroom behind her with her foot as both almost stumbled into the room. They had left the shopping in the library downstairs and she had virtually dragged Ron up here. Their lips were still pressed against each other from the kiss she had started outside the bedroom door, it wasn't frantic but need was transmitted between the two of them. Slowly she backed away from Ron, she could see the questioning look on his face. She wanted this, her whole body was behind this yet it did not mean that she was not scared.

She closed the distance once more but this let her hand lose on Ron. She wanted to feel him, all of him. It was like a sign to him, and sign of acceptance as she started to feel his hands over her. She could remember every sensation that his hands caused on her breast that night and it was obvious that he was going to do it again. Slowly at first as if he was unsure his hands rested on the fabric of her top. She could feel his hands gently touch and massage her breast seeking out this new sensation.

Hermione let her hands fly over his back to explore the muscles but she wanted to feel more, drawing them round the front she felt his stomach it was taunt and strong letting her hands play with it for only a moment before she went on. Lowering them to the waistband of his jeans she grasped the shirt material and pulled which surprising ease came free allowing her hands to slip beneath.

It was her first time touching his bare flesh and she allowed her hands the pleasure to roam slowly up until she could fell his chest. Her hands were trapped between his shirt and body by she didn't care. She was beginning to respond in more ways to Ron's hands.

Ron felt the shirt slowly be tugged so taking a breath he allowed it to be pulled further. His mind rejoiced at what they were doing. He had fantasised doing this but never had he thought she would be the same but as the kiss continued he now understood that she felt the same if not more for him. This realisation made him panic slightly he may have heard the 'boy's' talk but he had never done anything like this before. If he messed this up he would lose Hermione. His hands continued to lightly fondle Hermione's breast. The softness and weight transmitted itself to his hand yet he wanted to do more. Following Hermione's lead he dropped his hand to her waist band and started to tug. He found that the material did not give that easily so tried once more. Hermione broke the kiss a stepped back slightly he hands flying from his chest.

Ron almost panic before Hermione said.

"I'll do it."

With a swift movement the t-shirt was grasped and lifted over her head. Ron's eyes caught there first sight on an image that they would hope to see forever. The twin mounds of Hermione's breasts bounced slightly and came to rest. They were encased in a plain white bra. He wanted to look to examine but he could not wait he reached out his hands and found that Hermione had step into him once more. His hands found their places over Hermione breasts and started their work again this time the sensations were better. He felt Hermione hands fly up the buttons on his shirt far faster that he thought possible. In an instant he felt the air wisp across his chest and so shrugged off his shirt.

They came even closer together this time and kissed once more. Ron's hands were trapped between them but he didn't care. Slowly as they rocked together he freed them and wove them around the lover in his arms. They traced the lines on Hermione's lower back, he could feel her waist and smoothness of her skin. Every single sensation was being transmitted around his body and he felt his cock begin to harden. He let his hands play upwards until they found the strap of Hermione's bra. Playing idly with it he continued to kiss her and understood how lucky he was.

Hermione could feel the beginnings of Ron's arousal as he played with her back. She was much further along she thought as standing was beginning to challenge her. Never had she experienced such emotions and knew that her body was reacting to them. As Ron had massaged her chest she felt her breathing change and her nipples harden. Each nipple was like a source pleasure as they rubbed within her bra. Every movement that they made was shooting that pleasure around her body. Her legs were glued shut in an effort to contain the feelings with her loins, yet every movement she made just increased the pressure.

She needed more and needed it now. Ron's hands were beginning to drive her nuts.

"Take it of...please." She breathed in between the waves of pleasure.

Ron's fingers almost moved of their own accord and started to play with clasp. He knew exactly how it worked but now faced with it, he just fumbled away. Attempt after attempt he tried yet failed. He couldn't even take her bra off what kind of lover was he? Then with what seemed like no visible effort it came lose, the material was no longer held by it's restraint. Only their joined bodies stopped the bra from coming off of Hermione's breasts.

Freeing her arms once more Hermione shrugged off the strap's and stood back. But this time she took a longer stride. She wanted this to be perfect, they were rushing and she wanted to go slowly. As she stood back she let the simple garment drop to the floor. Embarrassment washed over her as she stood in front of Ron with her top completely exposed. Her breasts weren't as large as some, she thought that they were quiet ordinary compared to some in their year and so waited for Ron to comment.

She could see his face and eyes and they never left her swaying mounds. The nipples had hardened and were pointed straight towards Ron. She could feel the ache within them for his touch yet he stood unmoving. Where they that bad?

"You...you...don't like them?" spluttered Hermione.

Ron had never seen a sight more magnificent in his life. The breasts of Hermione swaying gently and the slightly opened mouth on her face and the tousled bushy hair framing it all. He was speechless as well as action less.

Hermione's comment eventually reached his mind and he now understood that his lack of action had hurt her, he knew that he had to make amends and let his instinct take over. Pulling her close he whispered to her.

"They are like you beautiful, never have I seen such a sight."

"You...you think I'm OK then."

"You are better than OK you are perfect." Replied Ron feeling good at the line he had thought up but his actions were better. As they stood there holding each other he let his hands roam upwards again. He could feel her hands started their passage across his back and this time move lower but he didn't care; all he could care about were the breasts that were now finally under his fingers.

Hermione could fell the tightness of Ron's bum through his jeans yet the movement of his fingers on her breast were the sweetest of distractions. Enjoying the moment she let her head rest on his chest. After what seemed like hours she felt his hands drop lower to her trousers and stop. She knew him to still be unsure of what they were doing but she needed to do it, her body was screaming to do it, now was the time.

Taking a hand off his bum she brought it round the front and grasped his hand. She started to guide it lower. She felt his finger brush the small hairs on her stomach and a shiver ran the length of her body. She guided his hand lower until the fingers were stuck just inside her trousers. Letting go of his hand and hoping that he would not try to withdraw it she quickly undid them. As they were freed they slipped down slightly but not too far. Quickly grasping his hand she guided it lower, it found its way between her knickers and continued on lower.

Ron's fingers brushed over the smooth hairs covering Hermione's mound. His hands were encased in her knickers and he felt the warmth radiating from her. Still unsure at what exactly he should be doing he let his hand continue on lower. As he wormed his way through the hair he felt a slight dampness on his fingers. He had found the target that she wanted him to find. With the lightest of touches' he brushed across the wetness and saw Hermione squirm slightly as he did this. He continued to do this for couple of more strokes until he let one of his fingers dip in.

A moan escaped Hermione as Ron's finger entered her; the sensation rocked up within her was nothing like what she had experienced from her own finger before. Wiggling more as the sensations hit her she managed to mover her jeans until they were pilled on the floor around her ankles. Carefully she raised a foot at a time to free them but as she did so she drove his finger in slightly deeper.

Not wanting to be the only one to experience such pleasure she let her hands find Ron's trousers. Almost expertly she had undone the button and let the zip down. She could feel the warm hardness that was contained within Ron's shorts. She let her hand rub up and down for a moment and felt the pulsing beneath. Ron stopped his movements as she did this yet his hand and finger stayed where it was.

Lowering her hand slightly she found and opening at the top of the shorts where his cock had pushed the material away. She let her hands enter and found the smooth hardness within. Without thought she let her hands grasp it to feel its strength and power. Slowly ever so slowly she let them move up and down the shaft. She felt the wetness of the tip as she moved but she continued anyway.

Ron felt the sensation in his balls as Hermione continued to run her hands up and down. Almost without warning the sensation came to a head. Panic ran through his head as he knew what was about to happen.

"Hermione." He gasped as he felt the final contraction.

"It's alright." Breathed Hermione in response. She had read the books and knew what was happening; the books had told her that this was possible. She wanted to see it and so looked down.

The mushroom head of Ron's cock was deep purple and pulsed one final time. She felt the pulse transmitted though her hand and then nothing for almost a second. Then it came, pulse after strong plus pushed against her hand. The first white blob left the end with speed at hit her stomach and then a second alighting this time on Ron, but the power was diminishing. The warm substance started to flow around her hand and the hardness started to deflate.

"Oh god...I'm so sorry...I shouldn't...I'm...." rambled Ron as the most pleasurable feeling rushed through him as well as the shame of what he had done.

"It's alright Ron..."

"But I shouldn't have..."

"No I knew this might happen, its ok. See it's responding."

And it was. Ron could feel the blood start to flow back into it; he felt more relaxed now but knew that better was to come.

Hermione let go of Ron's cock for a moment to take a breath. Ron may not have noticed yet but when he had come so had she. It may not have been so viable so violent as Ron's but the dampness contained within her knickers related its own story. Grasping the waistband of her knickers she pushed them downwards in a fluid motion.

Stepping away from the pile of clothes she could still feel the slight wetness between her legs and could smell her arousal. She glanced at Ron and saw that he was gingerly pushing his own shorts to the ground. She crossed to the bed and pulled Ron with her then started their kissing again and fell gently onto the bed. Ron's hands found her breast once more and started their magic and she closed her eyes to let herself flow with it.

Ron moved himself so that he was almost on top of Hermione, the shame had gone and now there was only the teenage boy. He kissed and played away as he drank in the beauty before him. As Hermione had fallen on to the bed he had seen a glimpse of her mound. The soft hair glistening with slight moisture had called to him. As the pair continued he felt her hands again grasp him. His cock hardened even more and then her felt her pull him towards her.

He knew what was about to happen and was freighted for him and her.

"Hermione are you..."

"Yes Ron I want you..."

"But you could..."

"I've taken precautions just do it...."

Ron marvelled at the planning of this girl.

"I love you so much." He said as he felt the tip of his cock rest at her entrance. The warmth was slowly being transmitted through his tip. He pushed forward and found the wetness slowly start to engulf him.

He moved slowly forward and the warmness increased along his cock. He moved slowly yet his mind was running fast. Every movement was new and wonderful for him. Slowly millimetre by millimetre he edged forward and heard Hermione's breathing change. It was getting faster and faster, her eyes were closed as though she was waiting for something. He then reached it, his cock came across a barrier, and it was hard and unyielding. As he moved once more he could see the wince of Hermione's face. Slowly he drew back not wanting to cause he any more pain.

"No please..." begged Hermione as she felt him withdraw. His cock was filling her up, as she was being stretched pain and pleasure were transmitted to her brain, it was hurting yet it was nice this feeling, she wanted more of it. When he hit the barrier the pain had overtook everything else. She had tried not to show it but it was imposable, but as he withdrew she felt total loss.

Ron moved forward once more but came across the barrier and stopped he could see the pain even more on Hermione, he could not do this. His own pleasure wasn't worth this and so he withdrew once more.

Hermione Flung her legs around round back. She rested her feet behind his bum and knew that she had to do it for him. He started to withdraw but she spoke once more.

"Please Ron...Once more."

Ron didn't know what to do. Hermione had lifter herself of the bed slightly to throw her legs around him, he breasts were swaying and her eyes remained closed. She was asking him to do the impossible, to hurt her. Trying for the final time he gentle moved forward but this time as he encountered the barrier he felt Hermione's legs tighten.

She screwed her eyes shut even tighter and she pulled with her legs. In and instant she felt the tear and Ron slip forward. The pain ran through her body to her brain.

"YEEEESSSSSS." She screamed as he came to a stop. She could feel tears fall from her eyes but did care.

"I love you Ron...So much."

Ron was aghast at the pain he had caused Hermione but her words were soothing. The tightness of the grip her loins had on his cock meant that he could feel every beat of Hermione's heart. As the pressure behind him lessoned he started to withdraw. The rubbing warm sensation sent waves of pleasure through him. Just before he fully withdrew he felt Hermione's legs once more and so thrust forward with her. It wasn't fast it just happened.

He continued to move like this working with Hermione, each thrust seemed to bring more of a smile to the girl, but after the fifth thrust he could feel the tightness within his ball.

"Its coming." He whispered in warning.

"Yes Ron...now...together." panted Hermione thrusting against him. With a final thrust he felt him push forward and then the new sensation of warm flooded her insides as he came, it was all that she need to come herself. Her cunt pulsed of it own as it released its own juices into the mess. Ron collapse on top of her but not before she had finished her climax.

The two laid there as spent forces with the realisation of what they had done. Hermione could not believe how wonderful she felt. Every book she had read paled into comparison at this. Eventually she felt Ron's cock deflate enough that it slipped from within her, the fluid that had surrounded also followed it out.

Ron slow moved off Hermione and looked down. His cock was coved in a pinkish cream but as he looked at Hermione's opening he could see the trickles of blood exiting her as well as the other liquids. He started to panic at the pain he'd now caused his girlfriend.

Hermione sat up and looked at the flowing mess. The pain was slowly fading but only to be replaced by soreness. Leaning forward she hugged Ron and kissed him knowing that no words were needed between the two of them.