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Post by ginny on Dec 6, 2005 15:29:31 GMT -5
Ginny gasped slightly as she saw the chizzled chest of the one she loved. He had a six pack! Well that should have been obvious after all those years of Quidditch. She smirked at him, running her hands gently up and down his chest, loving the tingle he brought after each time he touched her or she touched him. She moaned slightly as she felt him start to nibble on her neck, occasionally biting it. She didn't care though. She had wanted this to happen for as long as she could remember. As if Harry was voicing her thoughts, she looked up at him after hearing that if he had known that he had fancied her before, they could have gone out much sooner. "Ah, that may be true. But, just remember that you only thought of me as your best mate's little sister before." She said, a sad look in her eyes. She had waited for him to start to fancy her for almost 5 years. But, the sadness quickly went away as she looked at him, a smile on her face. That was in the past. Her and Harry were together now and that was all that mattered.
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Post by Harry Potter on Dec 6, 2005 20:33:19 GMT -5
He hated to say it, but Harry did infact think of her as ''Ron's little sister'' back in those days, days when he thought everything was so simple. They had nothing to worry about back then. Sure the threat of Voldemort was always present, but nothing like what the future might bring. Harry knew that their facing again was inevitable, even though the thought terrified him to death. He didn't know why, seeing as how he had now faced him four times now, even counting the time he was a baby and Voldemort couldn't touch him because of the love his mother Lily held for him. He still didn't understand why someone would want to kill an innocent, purely serine, babe, along with both his parents. Were the Potter's that big of a threat to him? Or was it just Harry Voldemort was worried about? Now he could touch him, much to Harry's dismay, as he found out all too well in the graveyard the night Cedric died and Voldemort ran his scaly hands across Harry's innocentness in his face.
No, he wouldn't think about it. It was too painfull, and anyway, the past wasn't what he needed to fear for the future, his own, was more to fear for three people than single. He shook the thoughts away and dove back into the kiss, his tounge pained and harmed by the inevitable face off between him and Voldemort. Suddenly, a shiver ran along his spine, causing the traveling hand to tremble as he touched her. Come off it Harry. Stop being such an egotistical prat and pay attention to the moment. Is this how you want to remember this moment for the rest of your life, as a trembling coward? He had to think a moment, his eyes closed as the thought swam through his heating body. No. I won't do that to Ginny came his conclusion like a bolt of lightning, straight to his heart. He couldn't do that to Ginny so he found himself begin to bring down the zipper of her pants, undoing the button at the top as for better access. He haulted about half way, his eyes opening as he looked into her eyes, his forehead touching her own. "Are you sure you're ready for this? I won't if you don't want to. I won't force you Ginny." He told her, giving her a soft kiss on her cheek.
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Post by ginny on Dec 6, 2005 20:39:20 GMT -5
Ginny watched as Harry's brilliant emerald green eyes filled with worry and misery. She placed a hand on his chest as to comfort him. She gasped slightly as Harry unzipped her zipper on her jeans. She looked back at him and quickly looked away. She stood up, zippering her jeans back up. "I'm....I'm sorry." She said, before turning right around and rushing out of the room. Once she was out of earshot, she slid against the wall, putting her head in her hands. She wanted to 'give' herself to Harry so much....but she just wasn't ready. She was only 14 after all. Who had sex when they were 14? Not anyone she knew. Besides, if someone found out, like Draco Malfoy, it would spread throughout the school and she would be known as the 'whore' of the school. She didn't want to disappoint Harry, but she wasn't sure if she wanted to have sex with him just yet. She wanted to wait a little longer. She had hated seeing the look of disappointment on his face as she glanced at him before she had left the room. She began to wounder if he would follow her.
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Post by Harry Potter on Dec 6, 2005 20:58:28 GMT -5
Harry watched as she bolted out of the room, his voice seemed to be caught in his throat as he watched her robes flip out of sight, the door slamming shut behind her. Here Harry sat, his hand reaching after her, hoping she'd come back to him. Oh good show you little man whore. Now she thinks you're just using her as your sex toy. He thought, burying his head in his hands as he took to sitting cross legged. Slowly, he hit his forehead, right on his scar, against his hands and then his knees mummering,''idiot. idiot. You fu*king idiot. Oh sure. She wants sex at fourteen!'' He muttered to himself, almost sounding like that desperately. He wanted to just turn his wand on himself, mummur the killing curse and take his own life. He didn't deserve to live. Hell, if he did, he wouldn't had put her through such an embarressing moment. He slapped himself across his face several times and then fell back against the maroon colored bean bag, his eyes glistening with tears as sorrow filled him faster then a leaky spicket. He ran his hands up to his face, dissappointment clearly within his brilliant green eyes. He took his glasses off, unable to see them through the rims. He took out his wand and tapped the tip against his chin, wondering if suicide was possible with such a curse. He could feel tears leak out of his eyes as he lay there, wondering what the hell he was crying for. He hadn't just run out of the room, clearly upset. His face, now soppy, was soon cleared as he conjured a cool, wet washcloth and ran it over his face. "How the hell could I be so frickin' stupid. Yeah, sex at fourteen. Oh she must think I'm the biggest arse hole she's ever met." He said to himself, clearly trying to make himself forget this moment for abit atleast. All he wanted was to please her, even if that meant abit of a hand motion inside her, but not actually entering with his member. Teens were having sex like rabbits, popping babies just as quickly. Yeah he felt though he wanted to have it with her, but when they were married and ready for a kid.
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Post by ginny on Dec 6, 2005 21:07:56 GMT -5
Ginny just sat in the corridor with her back against the wall, her head still in her hands. She sighed deeply, running a hand through her hair. She didn't get up to go back to Harry since she didn't feel she had enough energy too. She would have gone back but she just didn't feel like getting up because her legs felt like jelly. She froze as she heard a voice out of the shadows and a figure step out, staring down at her. The figure was clearly a Death Eater but Ginny wasn't sure which one.
She just sat there, unable to move. The Death Eater walked closer to her, wrapping it's clammy hand around her neck. "Well, well, well. Look at what I found. It's Miss Weasley." The voice hissed. Ginny could practically see the smirk forming on the DE's face. She backed away slightly, but that only made the DE squeeze harder on her neck. "Let me go." She said, through clenched teeth. She was paralyzed with fear as she tried to stand up, but failed miserably. The DE just pointed it's wand at Ginny. "One more move and you're dead, Weaslette. No more will you see your precious Potter."((Yeah, this post might be a little on the dramatic side but I thought that Harry and Ginny could use some more drama. ))
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Post by Harry Potter on Dec 7, 2005 21:15:03 GMT -5
Harry looked up as he heard a pecular voice coming from the hall where Ginny was now and it brought his eyebrow. He rose up into a standing formation as he walked slowly to the door, eyes widening as he heard the voice of a man, very gruff sounding by what he could hear. He came to the door, listening to the conversation. He could only guess what whoever it was happened to be doing to his girlfriend, but they would'nt live if Harry Potter had anything to do with their demise. He placed his hand within the inside pocket, drew his wand and opened the door, turning it in the Death Eater's face, a very not-to-happy look on his face as he watched the Death Eater have a hold of his girlfriend. "Expelliarmus!" Harry cried, catching his opponet's wand in his hand and stowing it away for safe keeping, knowing it should be given to Dumbledore. "Let her go, slave to Voldemort. What ever you want from me, keep her out of it. She hasn't done anythin' to you or Voldemort." Harry spat Voldemort's name like poison from a fresh wound. He hated Voldemort and everyone of his followers, especially Lucius Malfoy, the father of Draco Malfoy, a Slytherin git he hated and loathed more than Voldemort himself. Harry held his ground. Having faced death in the face, not to mention Voldemort, he had no fear of death for it was inevitable.
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Post by ginny on Dec 7, 2005 21:41:20 GMT -5
Ginny heard a voice as she cotinued to struggle against the DE, the wand of the DE pressing against her throat. She heard Harry's voice and she breathed a sigh of relief, glad that he was here. Sheheard him shout the Disarming Spell, the DE's wand coming out of his hand and arching over, falling right into Harry's open palm. "Harry." She said, fear shining in her light brown eyes as she looked over at him. She had never been this scared for her life....or for Harry's, in that matter. "Shut up, blood-traitor!" The DE shouted, slapping Ginny across her cheek. Ginny fell to the ground, clutching her cheek in pain. She watched as the DE started to approach Harry and she quickly swung her leg at it, kicking the DE in his knee. The DE had fallen to the floor and Ginny quickly stood up and ran to Harry, clutching his arm.
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Post by Harry Potter on Dec 7, 2005 22:02:20 GMT -5
"Petrificus Totalus!" Harry yelled, sending the Death Eater into a full, unmistakable full body bind. Without giving the DE his wand back, Harry grabbed Ginny's hand that had grabbed his own arm and ran for it, going flat out towards the headmaster's office. He turned back, his head searching the corridors to see if they were being followed by any more Death Eaters, knowing they never traveled alone. How the hell could they get into the castle? Were'nt there some kind of things that kept people like that out and away from the students, protecting them with tight security. He growled slightly as he rounded a corner, Dumbledore's office coming into view. He haulted, right in front of the enormus statue of the Gryffin and said fast the password. The Gryffin unfolded its wings, gave a loud cry and parted as to let them enter. Harry pulled Ginny along the staircase, taking the steps almost two at a time as he came into the headmaster's office, watching as Albus was bent low over some sort of device he had never seen before, but that wasn't of any importance now. Telling Dumbledore of the matter at hand was important. "Headmaster, Ginny and I.." "I know Harry." Dumbledore had raised a hand, silencing Harry in a matter of moments. '''You don't need to get all out of breath, for thanks to this little device I have, it wasn't hard for me to see that there was a Death Eater." "Yeah I..hang on..you knew and yet you chose to do nothing?! What the hell is wrong with you?! There are Death Eaters romaing the school and you choose to stand back and watch!?" Harry felt his face heat in anger as his voice began to rise, but soon, he found he had no voice for it had been temporarily removed by a wave of Dumbledore's wand and a non-verbal spell. "There is no need to shout Harry. That was simply what the ministry was about here the other night and there shall be no more questions, or yelling. Now, I will give your voice back if you swear to me there will be no yelling and that you two will go straight to your dormitories." Harry stood there, mouth open to object, but he couldn't. He brought his hand to his throat, trying to make the slightest noise and he suddenly jumped in suprise as he heard his own voice say very loudly: "I will go straight back to the dormitories and shall not yell anymore at the Headmaster!" Clearly that was constituted in a yell and Dumbledore shook his head in pure dissappointment. "Boys never listen. I am sure I should expect more from you Miss. Weasley. Please keep your new love interest in line for me." He said gently to her, his voice always soft as melted chocolate. He waved his wand, Harry's voice returning in a small yelp.
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Post by ginny on Dec 7, 2005 22:09:41 GMT -5
Ginny had felt Harry quickly grab her hand and lead her to Albus Dumbledore's office. She stepped onto the spiral staircase, waiting until they reached the top. Once they did, Harry just barged into the room, dragging herself along with him. She saw Dumbledore over some odd object, but she pushed the thought aside. As she heard Harry yell, she slapped him on the forearm, thinking that he should show respect to Dumbledore. After all, Dumbledore was the only wizard Voldemort ever feared.
She had been about to protest as she heard Dumbledore tell them to go to their dorms. "But, Professor, what about the Death Eaters? We need to fight!" She said forcefully, looking at Dumbledore as if he had gone mad. She hadn't meant to sound rude, she just wanted to get the DEs out of the castle before they hurt her, Harry, Ron, Hermione, or any of her other friends. But, she had seen the way Dumbledore had controlled Harry, making him say that they will go to their dorms.
She blushed slightly as she heard Dumbledore's comment about her love interest with Harry. She looked over at Harry, who was clutching his throat in surprise and amazement.
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Post by Harry Potter on Dec 8, 2005 19:05:14 GMT -5
Dumbledore looked at both of them through his half moon spectacles, his eyes deffinetly younger and more full of life. He noticed the blush on Ginny's face and smiled. "Don't worry Miss. Weasley. I won't tell anyone, though the whole school is bound to know." He said, turning back to Harry as his eyes traveled to the brilliant green ones he possessed. At Ginny's outburst, however, his eyes turned back towards her, filled with wonder as he opened his mouth to speak. "The Death Eater has been taken care of. I am glad to see you're so eager to battle him. McNair was always a fiesty one when in a duel, even when he was a student here. But, what you have shown me tonight is that you are always on your guard, even when you might be alittle, shall we say, preoccupied." He said, laughing alittle as he saw the color rise in a horrid shade of red in Harry's flushed cheeks. "Don't worry Harry. I haven't been watching you in the small-seeing fountain. I have much more pressing matters than the love life of two teens. Now, the hour is much later than you two should think and bed is what is needed of the both of you now." He said and ushered them towards the door of his office. He said good night to them and shut the large oaken door before the both of them even had time to utter a last retort, but Harry would try anyway, seeing as he was as thicke-headed as his father. "You set us up!" Harry shouted, fists banging against the closed double doors. He cursed under his breath, eyes raging in fury. He gave up and decended down the steps, hiding the look in his eyes from Ginny. She shouldn't have to see this side of him for she saw it often in their present day at Hogwarts in the future. "He set us up." He repeated, the words sounding abnormal, un-natural as they went through his mind. How could Dumbledore betray his trust, their trust to put them in such danger? Had he gone mad, sending DEs on students? Why was Dumbledore always asking these things of him and his friends? These questions and more passed through his mind like a broken record, repeating and repeating as Harry became even more disgusted with himself and Dumbledore.
His mind then turned to Ginny and his protection of the girl with whom he was so desperately in love. He felt as if he had let her down, failed, to say the least. He was so stupid back there to leave her alone, let it be that he tried to rid her of her innocence. Suddenly, that moment came back to him and he turned on his heels, walking to Ginny, hurt in his eyes and seeking forgiveness in his voice. Once he reached her, he embraced her in a hug, his eyes closing. "I'm sorry I tried to make you do something you didn't want to Ginny. You know I wouldn't ever harm you. I love you too much. That Death Eater scared the crap out of me and for a moment I thought I was going to lose you." He said, his voice quivering slightly. The moment still made tracks in his mind, watching over and over again as he saw the DE grab his love by the throat, attempting to take her life. His own vocals felt as if a golf ball had been lodged in them, but he muttered the courage and breath to say the next sentence. He pulled away, giving her a chance to breathe. "I put you in danger by being a stupid, egotistical prat again." Harry said desperately, wondering if she could ever forgive him.
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Post by ginny on Dec 8, 2005 19:36:02 GMT -5
Before Ginny coule retaliate, Dumbledore was pushing her through the door, along with Harry. She watched in shock as Harry banged his fists against the doors, yelling about how he had set them up. "Harry, please." She said, grabbing his forearm as she started to lead him back down the spiral staircase. She had started to walk back down the hallway, although stopped mid-step after realizing that Harry wasn't following behind her. She turned, seeing Harry standing slightly behind her with a look of shame in his face. She felt him rush towards her, embracing her in a hug.
She snuggled into his chest, but looked up at him. "No, Harry. Don't put the blame on yourself. It was nobody's fault but my own. I shouldn't of stormed out the way I did." She said, a look of reassurance in her eyes. Just then, she heard staggered footsteps, as if the person coming towards her was only using one leg. She turned to see the Death Eater walking towards her slowly. She felt as if she as pulled to the DE against her will as she came closer to the DE without wanting to. She could practically feel the smirk on his face as the DE grabbed her with his arm around her and facing Harry. "One move, Potter, and you're precious blood-traitor girlfriend dies." The voice hissed. Ginny looked over at Harry, fear in her eyes as the DE started to choke her menacingly.
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Post by Harry Potter on Dec 8, 2005 19:50:42 GMT -5
Harry watched as Ginny was grabbed by the Death Eater, just when he was about to say something to her. DEs always got in the way of when he was trying to do something important. Oh McNair would pay dearly for laying a hand on her throat. "You forget. I was the one who took your wand. It's now in the possession of Dumbledore, who is just a few doors down. Ever had a tangle with him McNair?" Harry smirked, watching as a look of horror came across the DE's normally smug face. 'How do you know my name, boy?" He said, positively glaring at Harry who had a wand and he didn't, to Harry's knowledge, which ofcourse he didn't. It wasn't common to find a witch or wizard, good or evil to carry an extra wand. The fear in Mcnair's face was priceless and brought a dangerous smirk to Harry's glowing face.
Suddenly and fastly, Harry made towards McNair, jumping on him and wrapping his large hands around the DE's thick throat. "You ever lay a hand on her again, and I will crack your skull with a beater's bat! You got that McNair?!" Harry said through clenched teeth, watching as a look of horror came into the man's eyes like a frightened child. Death Eaters were known for being whimps and this one was no exception. Harry remained on the DE, pinning him to the floor, his knees pressed tightly into his gut and one of his hands hauling back, hitting the DE square in the nose, a loud crack sounding throughout the place as Harry broke his lengthy nose. That was the bad thing with having a crooked nose, mainly because it had probably already been broken numerous times. Harry then hit it again, a powerful and merciless punch thrown straight into his nose, blood going everywhere. When he was pissed, his anger came out four fold because he was protecting Ginny. He would give his life to save her own. In fact, he almost did when the Chamber of Secrets had been opened. The DE screamed out in anger and pain, the blood flowing freely from his nose now, eyes red with anger, but also because Harry was relentlessly choking the life out of him. Harry's own eyes were red with rage, such rage that would not be levied any time soon.
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Post by ginny on Dec 8, 2005 20:02:57 GMT -5
Ginny watched in shock as she was thrown out from the DE's inevitable grasp as Harry knocked the DE back onto the ground, pinning him there. She hit the opposite wall since the force of getting knocked down by Harry had made her slip out of the DEs grasp more powerful than expected. She rushed over to Harry and pulled his arms back, trying to keep him from killing the DE. Sure, she hated DEs and all that, but she didn't want Harry to go to Azkaban for murder. The DE stood up and punched Ginny in her nose, the blood now falling freely from it. "What are you gonna do now, Potter?" He asked with a smug grin, before Disapperating on the spot. Ginny feel to the ground with the force of the punch, clutching her nose in pain as the blood started to flow in between her fingers as she struggled to stay conscious. She then fell back into Harry's arms as she lost consciousness.
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Post by Harry Potter on Dec 8, 2005 20:21:25 GMT -5
Harry watched as the Death Eater punched Ginny in the nose, his blood boiling over. He stood up on the spot, waving his hands in vain as he watched the DE disappear from where he had stood. Immidiately he could hear various popping noises throughout the castle, signs that more people were disapprating on the spot. Harry was abit surprised, mostly because no one was said to be able to that here, but DEs always fought the rules and found ways around them. His attention turned to Ginny, who had fallen unconscious nearby, nearer to the wall than himself. "Ginny!" He cried as he raced to her side, his knees skidding across the floor as he was by her side, holding her in his arms and trying to prop her back into consciousness once more. Without succeeding, he scooped her up in his arms and raced as quick as he could, finding she was fairly light. She had never been a big girl and with his strength, she was easy to lift. He quickly started upstairs, irnoring the angry shouts that surrounded him. "You'll be okay Ginny. I won't let any more harm come to you. Hang in there sweet heart." He said, reaching the fourth floor and apparrently out of breath as he kicked open the door of the Hospital Wing, a terrified Madam Pompfrey rushing towards him. "What on Earth happened?" She said, her young voice trembling with anticipation. "Death Eater attack. Dumbledore set us up." Harry said, placing Ginny on one of the beds as Madam Pompfrey pulled back the sheets magically with her wand and then back over Ginny. "You look in bad shape too there Harry. Here, take this." She said, conjuring him an icepack for him after hitting the floor pretty hard when the DE threw him to the ground. Her voice was scared, having never heard Dumbledore doing such a thing. He could sympathize with her as he sat on a large chair by Ginny's bedside. His trust in Dumbledore now dimmed, he felt completely helpless. His girlfriend was injured, the DE was on the loose and Madam Pompfrey worked furiously to get Ginny cleaned up and well, something in which he was very greatfull to her. He held the ice to his head on the spot where the DE had thrown him to the floor, wincing slightly as he found it colder than what he thought.
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Post by ginny on Dec 8, 2005 20:27:31 GMT -5
Ginny's eyes opened slowly, feeling sheets under her and softness under her head from the pillow. She raised her head up slightly but immediately regretted it as she felt dizziness. She groaned slightly in pain, gingerly placing her fingertips to her nose to find that it wasn't broken anymore. "Harry." She said, her voice barely above a whisper. She hoped that Harry was here. She could really use his comfort right now. She was confused. Dumbledore had betrayed them....left her and Harry to get hurt. Why hadn't Dumbledore come rushing to prevent them from getting hurt? She put her hand to her forehead, wanting all of her thoughts to go away. All of these confusing questions were making her head hurt even more since her head had hit the wall when she had been thrown against it.
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