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Harry Potter ([info]marked_to_live) wrote in [info]impetuousrpg,
@ 2011-10-09 01:39:00

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Entry tags:char: ginny weasley, char: harry potter

Who: Harry and Ginny
Where: Ginny's flat
When: Saturday night
What: Ginny is feeling sick.
Rating: TBD.
Status: Ongoing / Private.




Harry had never asked to be any sort of hero, he'd never once asked to be put on some sort of pedestal, to be held in high regard; and, while most seemed content with how he'd composed himself, he never asked to be considered perfect in any shape or form. Fact was, as he saw it, he'd never done anything spectacular in his life. He'd only done what was impossibly necessary, only what he'd been forced into. So it was no surprise to him he made mistakes, he made plenty of them; however, when he made them, it always seemed to be a subject of much debate.

Was Harry slipping? Was he letting fame get to him? It was that pedestal that seemed to be his downfall really. He didn't embrace it, nor did he use it; although, it seemed most intended on using it for him. When he'd broken up with Ginny, the world had seemed to think either she was a villainess, or he was suddenly a power-hungry maniac looking to corrupt and hurt the innocent. The Rags spoke all about it, yet it had been nothing more than mutual. A growing apart that was mostly Harry's own stupid insecurities--the sort that got in his way most of the time.

It had spread to parts of his personal life though. He held a promise that was innately his to keep. He would always be there, in the most desperate of times, Harry would arrive to save you. He wasn't because he was human, he was on vacation, and it was because of that shattered belief that any relationship he looked to have was doomed from the start. It was why his hope to be there for Lavender was laughable at best. Cho had wanted him to be a shoulder, an ear; to relive Cedric's death with her, to find some weird romance in that moment. Almost every other girl wanted to date Harry Potter, but only one had ever seemed happier with just Harry. That was why at this moment he was suddenly finding that decision to break it off so excruciatingly difficult.

Ginny Weasley was the girl that understood him on a level no other person, other than Ron and Hermione, could ever hope to understand. He'd broken it off because they had their own lives and they weren't there for each other; however, that had been unfair, brash, and stupid of him. He could've made time, he knew time would have come to them; he just had to weather it. The man who'd never lived a normal life, had become far too impatient waiting for one to come to him, and it had cost him nearly everything worth anything post-Hogwarts. Yet, there she was again. Talking to him, laughing and joking with him over journals like old times.

Were some mistakes capable of being fixed? Perhaps. Only time would tell, but as Harry approached her door with that basket of food that Ron had only gone through about a third of the way, he suddenly was wondering would a cup of soup be enough to heal more than just illness? Who knew, but what he did know was he hadn't felt nearly this 'real' in weeks as he was here.

He knocked on her door, waiting as he took a step back.

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[info]ginnypig
2011-10-09 03:15 pm UTC (link)

Ginny was in her flat lying on her couch. Her nose was stuffed up and she was pale as ever. Though she was usually rather thin, her clavicle and cheek bones seemed to jut out more than usual making her look especially fragile and the circles under her eyes had turned to a queer green while the colour in her face was completely draining. To be honest, she looked like shite and she felt like it too. She had been wearing the same white tank top and shorts for the past day and a half and wasn’t really moving from her position on the couch for the last 12 hours or so. What Ginny had thought to be a minor cold was shortly becoming a full-blown illness which she was not prepared for in the slightest.

Like most times when she was alone, Ginny's thoughts quickly drifted back to Harry. It was true, their break-up was mutual but as soon as it was final Ginny had a knot in her stomach that wouldn't go away. She loved Harry and nothing would change that. Perhaps it was the conversation she had seen between him and Lavender on the journals or perhaps it was the fact that she was sick right now, but something just didn't feel right without him.

She opened up her journal again and re-read the conversation he had with Lavender. Admittedly, Gin could get mad for some pretty ridiculous reasons and her temper could be worse than Ron's sometimes, but she would never get mad at Harry for being Harry. He was and always would be the type to save people, he was a hero despite the fact that he didn't feel like one, and he was amazing no matter what mistakes he made. It wasn't his fault people expected so much of him, and it wasn't his fault he expected so much of himself. The Boy Who lived would always be just that, the one who defeated death and saved the wizarding world. But to Ginny he was so much more than that. She like him before she even knew him. He saved her in the Chamber of Secrets, and all the sudden she knew what it was like to have Voldemort in your mind and wanting him just to get out.

It wasn't Harry's fault that they drifted apart, it wasn't hers either- but there was certainly a part of her that wished they never did. She shut her journal quietly, resting it on the coffee table before she heard a knock on her door. Who could that be? Shoving off the blanket she had wrapped around her body, Ginny got up with a groan. She was a lot sorer than she had remembered. Slowly, she walked to her door and opened it. Harry was standing there with a basket. Of course. When Harry said "he'd see if he could come over" that obviously meant he would be over. After all, Harry always followed through.

She smiled at him. "Harry!" Without thinking much about it she jumped towards him, wrapping her arms around his neck into a tight embrace. She had missed him and hadn’t really realize how much until that moment. He was so warm and he smelled just like Harry. Backing away from him, she looked up suddenly blushing at her actions. "Oh. Er. Sorry Harry. Come in please!"

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[info]marked_to_live
2011-10-09 04:04 pm UTC (link)
Harry watched as the door opened, and stood rather nervously. Sure, he figured she wasn't too angry, but he also knew she had every right to be, and that if she was this was going to be very painful indeed. Yet, when said door opened and she was suddenly hugging him, Harry was both relieved and happy. A smile and relaxed feeling flushed over him and he quickly wrapped her up in his arms as well, as best he could at any rate, with that basket in one hand.

He found he was clinging onto her just a bit longer than he'd expected to. Breathing in her scent, and even though she was ill Ginny was still very much Ginny to him. Beautiful, strong, and she still smelled brilliant. Though as he stood back from her, he couldn't help but notice just how sick she looked and immediately his mind went back to that pureblood virus that had gone around a few months ago, and had made her sick then. It was supposed to be gone, was she really just sick or was this something more?

He wasn't sure but he followed her in anyway, and shook the thoughts from him, "Don't you dare be sorry for that. Merlin knows I've missed it."

He grinned and held that basket up, "Food. Ron sneaked it over earlier, but I figure he's probably managed to eat a third of it on his own. It's got some of your mother's soup in it, and some of the bigger, tastier stuff she makes when any of us feel ill. I figure this'll get you looking as good as new."

He then cleared his throat, "Not that you don't look beautiful now, because you look amazing; just, you know, you are sick and ... you're not exactly yourself, but you still look amazing."

Chastising himself in his own mind he rolled his eyes at his thoughts and smirked before setting the basket down, and then looked back towards her; really finding it impossible not to be watching her right now, "How are you feeling?"

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[info]ginnypig
2011-10-09 04:44 pm UTC (link)

Ginny's head was spinning and she wasn't sure if it was because Harry was there or if it was because she was sick. Either way, it didn't really matter to her. All she knew what that she was suddenly feeling a little bit better because of him.

She shut the door behind Harry and smiled at him again. "I've missed it too." It was so easy to get back into the swing of things with him. It was like there was some magnetic force bringing them back to each other whenever they drifted apart. Her life just wouldn't be the same without Harry in it, and she knew that all too well.

Harry set the basket on the kitchen table and Ginny began to rummage through its contents. "Leave it to Ron to eat the sick person's food." She giggled to herself while she pulled out the soup and a loaf of bread. She was happy that Harry had brought the food over, especially because she didn't think it was the best idea for her Mum to see her like this. The woman did over-analyze everything. Gin laughed at Harry's attempt to comment on her looks. She knew what he meant though. "Thanks. But I know I look horrible. I don't know what's wrong with me." She looked at the soup on the table, suddenly not feeling all that hungry. "I think I'm going to wait on that soup for a bit. I haven't been very hungry in the last few days."

She couldn't take her eyes off of Harry. He was looking rather fit, though something gave her the impression that he was tired or stressed, maybe both. She brought a hand up to her neck and began to massage it. "Well, I've been better, I can tell you that much." She walked over to her couch and sat back down, waving at Harry to join her. "How was your trip?"

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[info]marked_to_live
2011-10-10 06:03 am UTC (link)
"I suppose he's learning, if he's eating the sick person's food before they get into the basket," he grinned and managed to follow her deeper into the home, having set the basket down. He noted her setting the soup down, and passing it up, and frowned some. He picked up said soup and began to meander his way over towards her place on the couch, and took a seat next to her.

"You should still try some of it, at least sip at it; you need to eat something, I mean it gives your body the strength to fight off illness," Merlin he sounded like her mother at that moment, and found himself chuckling at the thought before setting it down, "But I'm sure you're more than capable of taking care of yourself. I'm just dreading that whining I know is coming."

He was poking fun of course, which wasn't a side of Harry many got to see. The normal side. He liked being able to be that person so easily around her. There was no doubt, at all; that, despite all they had been through, no matter together or not, he loved her. He knew that more so even today than he had prior. He couldn't stop being in love with her, and it was how he knew he'd made such a bad decision. It wasn't time to worry about the past though.

He focused instead on her question, and shook his head, "First of all even if you look horrible, you still look amazing. You have that going for you. As for my trip? It was nice to be able to sleep a bit more than I'm used to, but still it really was a working vacation so I was pretty busy. Still, the weather in Rome was brilliant."

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[info]ginnypig
2011-10-10 06:21 am UTC (link)

Ginny smiled when Harry sat down next to her. It seemed like forever since he had been to her flat and for some reason it felt more like home with him in it. When he handed her the soup, she frowned at it but began to sip it slowly anyhow. It sent warmth all the way down her throat and into her stomach, she wasn't wearing much clothing and hadn't really realised that she was cold until she began drinking the soup. She looked up from the bowl and gently tapped him on his chest. "Oh stop it. I'm not going to whine! I did enough of that today when you weren't here."

Gin though about how many times she had moan and groaned that day. She was sore everywhere and moving was a task in itself and since no one was around she would yell to herself for motivation. She sipped on the soup a little bit more before setting it down on the coffee table and turning her full attention to Harry. She loved it when he smiled, but he didn't do it often enough.

She leaned towards him a bit, placing her arm on the back of her couch and resting her head on her fist. Her hair was cascading her back and on the side of her face. "You went to Rome? That sounds nice. Did anyone go with you or did everyone have families to attend to?" Ginny couldn't help but wonder what Harry had been up to lately. They hadn't talked nearly enough, part of that was her pride though. It was hard to talk to him after they had broken things off and then there was that whole Lavender fiasco, which she didn't really understand. She wanted to know what happened, but decided it would be too intrusive to ask. All in all, she was confused. But at least helping Harry was distracting her for the most part.

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[info]marked_to_live
2011-10-10 09:07 am UTC (link)
He watched her sip at the soup, glad she was at least eating something; before settling a bit more comfortable in his seat. He didn't really know where this conversation might lead, and knew that there was a chance apologies on his end might be coming by the end of it; however, what he did know was that he was happy to be here with her even conversing at all.

He chuckled about her whining and he nodded, "I'm sure you did, but I can already hear it 'Harry I need a wet cloth!' 'Harry, my feet hurt!' 'Haaarrrry I can't change the channel without you.'" he offered, before leaning back in the couch, "But that's just how I remember it."

Rome. He'd found, while he was there, that he was wishing she'd been there with him; which, if he thought hard about it, was probably bad of him to have been thinking at the time. It was the truth though, and he couldn't help but smirk when he thought of it, "You would have loved it. It was sunny the entire time, and I had a room that overlooked the sea. I really wish you would have been there, though, because I was actually there alone."

He scratched lightly at his nose before looking back to her, "And I'm not really all that good at going to the 'sights', as you know; I mean, I am not the most social person, and I mostly studied and hunted and did my work while there. I figure if you were there, you would've forced me out and at least I would have ended up having real fun."

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[info]ginnypig
2011-10-10 04:29 pm UTC (link)

Ginny chuckled, probably a bit louder than she should have, but she didn't care. It was Harry after all, she laughed with him the most out of anyone. "I'm perfectly capable of changing the channel by myself, thank you!" She knew she could get like that sometimes though, mostly because she liked it when Harry took care of her. It was something about being sick because she usually she was rather independent about things.

Gin then reached over to both sides of his face, pulling off his glasses and pushing them up her nose, her hands brushing his cheeks in the process. Her eyes seemed bigger in them and she was looking pretty silly. "I remember a lot of things too, but for some reason I forgot how absolutely horrid your vision is!"

Still wearing his glasses, Ginny frowned at the thought of him being in such a beautiful place all by himsel- it was quite sad actually. "Mmm. That sounds nice." The idea of sunshine was wonderful to her at the moment. She had been stuck in her stinking apartment for far too long. Without really thinking, she was talking again. She swore Harry just did something to her, she was never very outspoken. "We should go back. Well, er, I mean. Yea. You probably haven't had a proper vacation in your entire life."

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[info]marked_to_live
2011-10-10 07:11 pm UTC (link)
He blinked when she took his glasses off chuckled, but found himself blinded almost immediately. He blinked a bit, and was able to let his eyes adjust just enough so he could see her, and actually laughed at how she looked in his glasses. He was squinting some, now, but was finally able to see her clearer, and he eventually reached out to take her hand.

He didn't know what possessed him, but he took it, and slightly ran his thumb over the back of it. He shrugged his shoulders a moment, "It was kind of nice; however, I suppose I could have enjoyed it much more if you were there. And yea, we should go back, I'd really like that."

He didn't know if she, or even he, really understood the meaning he put behind that agreement, but he found himself looking--vaguely--back into her now big eyes. He then had to hold back a snort, and reached up to take his glasses back, "I can't have a serious discussion with you when you're wearing those, you look like an elf."

Clearing his throat, he tried to regain his composure and looked back towards her, "I would love to have the opportunity, though, to take you back to Rome with me. Maybe on an actual non-working vacation this time; that is, if you're into the idea of maybe wanting to go on one of those types of vacations with me."

He was quietly chastising himself because all he was saying was coming up short of what he actually wanted to say.

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[info]ginnypig
2011-10-10 07:26 pm UTC (link)

Here they were sitting across from each other, both of them hardly able to see a damn thing. Wonderful idea Ginny. She shivered at him touching her hand, again, not knowing if it was because she was sick or if Harry was just having a strange affect on her. All she knew is that she didn't want it to move.

"How do you think I feel?! You look like that all the time!" She was joking of course, and laughing in between saying it. Honestly, she thought Harry was incredibly handsome. He had grown from an awkward young boy to a strong, alluring man. She loved the way his hair swept across his forehead, and the way his chest moved when he breathed. He was fit from being an auror and though he looked tired without his glasses on, she still found him to be perfect.

She was lost in the moment when her breathe hitched, but she just looked away covering it up by talking again. "That would be nice. I think that would be just lovely." She blinked again, not really sure what to say. She was being awkward. Oops. "Would you be able to find time to, uhm, you know, do that? I know you're really busy?" The truth was, they had both been busy, but Ginny was slowly getting back to a normal life. Now that quidditch training was over, she was ready to get her personal life back in order. She even told her captain that she wouldn't be selling her soul to the team. It wasn't worth it, she could always find another job. Luckily for her, she was a good enough player that her captain didn't object.

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[info]marked_to_live
2011-10-10 07:39 pm UTC (link)
"Not all the time! Well okay, maybe some of the time. Or most of the time," he kept his smile held, while watching her. He just absolutely enjoyed the way the two of them fell right back into this role of relationship--whether it was friendship or more--and he suddenly found himself begging for it to be more.

He watched her a moment, and stared at her trying to figure out what to say. He wasn't precisely sure what she meant--did she truly mean would he find time for a vacation, or was it a re-worded way of asking if he could find time for her? He knew life got really busy, but life had gotten that way with Voldemort and he managed. He wasn't going to let his own life get in the way of him having a normal one. He set his jaw a moment and watched her, shrugging.

"I'm always going to be busy, I suppose; it's just, I'm not going to let it get that busy again. I'm always going to be able to make time for you, and I'm going to be honest, I'd love nothing more than to begin learning what it's like to have as normal a life as possible. I mean... if you'd like me to make time for you. I realize we struggled with that before, but the biggest mistake I made was not weathering through that."

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[info]ginnypig
2011-10-10 08:10 pm UTC (link)

Ginny was tense. It was probably because she knew that they were going to have to talk about why Harry was here. She wanted to tell him that she missed him and that she loved him and that she wanted to be with him, but for as well as she knew Harry, he was very hard to read. They both missed each other, it would've been clear to anyone that knew them or had spoken with them. She was just afraid, they had broken up twice already and she wasn't sure she ever wanted to do it again. While Ginny always acted like she was okay with their break up, she really wasn't but she also had to accept the fact they weren't seeing each other enough.

She listened to what Harry had to say. She didn't know what he meant by it, but she thought it was something good. Instead of attempting to say something countering his comment, she lifted her had up and brushed his cheek, moving her thumb to across his lips while she looked into his eyes. "I've missed you Harry."

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[info]marked_to_live
2011-10-10 08:20 pm UTC (link)
He probably should have thought a bit better about this. She was sick, and the last thing she needed was emotional reunions--good or bad--but fact was they were heading down that road and it was probably more or less inevitable anyway. He felt the laughter die away, and could feel the tension in the moment as it weight heavily on both of their shoulders, and he watched her trying to read her the best he could. Getting a sense of her emotions, and of where her thoughts were. They'd broken up twice, and both times were his decisions. The first he thought was 'noble' or necessary, the second because he was simply stupid. This time though? He'd approach any relationship they had, with the same determination he approached everything else in his life.

As she touched his lips, and his cheek he smiled very softly, before leaning forward; his hand coming to rest against her own, while his forehead set against her own, "I've missed you too Ginny. I'm not going to make the same mistake again, I promise."

Even if she pushed him away, this moment felt right. His smile was still there, and he couldn't stop himself when finally closed the gap to press his lips to hers. It was light, something more or less to seal what he'd just said and to give her the chance to pull away if she wanted. Looks like he'd be calling in sometime this week.

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[info]ginnypig
2011-10-10 08:32 pm UTC (link)

Ginny closed her eyes, her forehead was against his and she could feel his breath on her face. She hadn't been this close to someone in a while, and the fact that it was Harry was making it all the less bearable. She didn't say anything to his comment, but she opened her eyes to look at him.

Before she thought of anything to say, it was forgotten. Harry was kissing her gently and all she knew was that she didn't want him to stop. She deepened the kiss by bringing her hands up to wrap with his hair and pulling him closer to her. Just as she was about to open her mouth, she realized what she was doing and backed away, breathing heavily as she spoke. "Harry! I'm going to get you sick!"

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[info]marked_to_live
2011-10-10 08:40 pm UTC (link)
He let his breath catch when she pulled back; slightly reluctant to leave that kiss, but he opened his eyes as he watched her. Breathing her in, he couldn't help but laugh just a bit. Relief flooded over him that, that was the reason she'd chosen to pull away. He set his hand on her hip, and shrugged before pulling her up against him on the couch, "I can think of worse ways to get sick, Ginerva."

He chuckled before resting his head back against hers, "I think it's only fair that I take care of you, and now you're going to have to take care of me later. Question is--how sick do you want to get me?" His grin was still there as he watched her eyes, and finally the weight on his shoulders was completely lifted off. The world was set back in the right direction again, and nothing, absolutely nothing could derail it this time.

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[info]ginnypig
2011-10-10 09:01 pm UTC (link)

Although she would normally comment on the use of her full name, Ginny was too busy staring lustfully at Harry say anything at all. She looked at him as he laughed, feeling happier than she could even possibly imagine.

Ginny grinned at him, still looking at him straight in the eye. She though about his question before laughing. "I'm thinking something along the lines of bed rest." Without another thought, Ginny pulled Harry back to her lips, this time in a opened mouth kiss. She let her fingers wrap into his hair again, finding that she couldn't be any closer to him if she tried. The kiss was rough, but it had been too long since she had felt Harry's lips on hers and it was nice to be back at that point. Sensually, she nibbled on his bottom lip for a moment before opening her lips again, giving him full access to her mouth.

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[info]marked_to_live
2011-10-10 09:09 pm UTC (link)
"I think there's something wrong with me if I'm getting turned on by illness-related innuendos," he chuckled as he pressed his lips back against hers. The joking almost immediately falling away to the kiss he felt against his lips; the roughness of it was something he'd rather missed. It was a desperate one, and one he returned with as much fervor. Hand coming to rest against her waist, and allowed him to push her back down against the arm of the couch.

He was going to be sicker than he'd ever been after this, but it was totally going to be worth it. When he felt the nibble on his lips, he lightly pushed up against her until her lips parted once more and his tongue delved into her mouth, rolling against her own. Even sick she smelled wonderful, and even now he found himself lost in a kiss he'd probably been longing for more than he probably would even credit himself.

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[info]ginnypig
2011-10-10 10:53 pm UTC (link)

Ginny laughed. She really shouldn't be so selfish. Harry was an important person, he should be healthy and be able to continue on with his job. But at the moment, she wasn't worried about making him sick. She would take care of him later, right now all she could think about was her lips on hers, and the hot feeling than was traveling down her stomach to her lower abdomen and beyond.

Ginny wasn't thinking. She was hot and the feeling of Harry's weight on her was overwhelming. She moved her hands to his back, raking her nails across the outside of his shirt. She couldn't help but think that they were both wearing too much clothing and before she knew it she was pulling at the hem of his shirt, beckoning him to help her take it off.

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[info]marked_to_live
2011-10-11 06:22 pm UTC (link)
His lips broke cleanly and heatedly from hers as he felt her tug at his shirt, looking down at her and breathing heavily as he grinned. He reached down to grab at that shirt helping her pull it clear of his torso, before he leaned down to press a warm kiss to the front of her neck; a light opening to his mouth allowing him to gently lick, and then suck against her skin there while he was already moving to get her as dressed as he--or in this case undressed--by working at her shirt.

He nipped at her throat a second, before pulling back to peel that shirt from her, "I dare say. If this is you sick from now on, you've definitely upgraded from whiney."

He winked, and as that shirt came off he already had her pressed back against the couch and his lips collapsed over hers once more, his tongue pushing past her mouth and into her, his free hand raising to cup at her breast, lightly massaging and kneading it with his fingers as he was becoming less and less focused on the situation, and more and more focused on her. A pull had her lower lip in his lips, pulling it with them before he let it go, and began to kiss back down her neck. Oh how he'd missed Ginny.

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[info]ginnypig
2011-10-11 06:41 pm UTC (link)

She missed the feeling of his tongue, and the smell of his skin and the feeling of his weight on her. He was so warm and gentle, and so perfectly Harry and she wanted every part of him.

She gazed at Harry's now bare chest, it was one of her favourite parts of his body, strong and masculine and just perfect. She ran her hands to rest on his pectorals and closed her eyes, letting him kiss the skin on her neck. That was one of her favourite places to be kissed and with all the extra attention he was placing on her sweet spot, Ginny couldn't help but release a light moan.

She raised her arms up and helped him remove her shirt, a smile playing on her lips at his comment. "Well, if you're going to be so nice to me, I guess I won't have anything to whine about!" She pulled him to her and let him continue to kiss her, enjoying the feeling that was beginning to travel across her body. She moaned again when his hand moved to her breast, bucking her hips in response.

Perhaps, if she was thinking properly she would've told herself they were moving a bit too quickly, but it didn't matter. Harry had her heart since the moment he saved her in the chamber of secrets and nothing could take it away from him.

Without warning, Ginny pushed Harry backwards so that she was now straddling him on top of the couch. She started to kiss his neck up to his ear, blowing hot air on the wet spots as she went. She payed special attention to his pulse point, and then traveled back down to bite at his collar bone. She wasn't sure if she was going to feel better or worse after this sick wise, but either way it would totally be worth it.

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[info]marked_to_live
2011-10-11 08:17 pm UTC (link)
Harry gave into her movements, and soon found himself on his back, his hands grasping at the curvature in her ass. He squeezed into her upper thighs and lower arse, pulling her up further on him as he leaned back up against her letting her lips toy at his neck, the bite to his collar bone actually drawing out a low groan from him. He loved the way she seemed so into him when she was with him, the way she took as much control as he did; as if somehow the two were fighting for control of the lust, or sex, or whatever it was they fought over.

He drew his hand up along her back then, caressing a bit roughly over her spine until he found her hair; grabbing a small handful of it, he pulled it back enough to press his lips tightly against hers, driving his tongue past the sweet flavor of her lips, allowing his hand to free itself from her hair for that moment and pushing back down to meet his other hand, hooking thumbs into the hem of her pants and began to push them down and off of her hips.

He pried his lips away from hers as he pushed her pants, and whatever sort of panties she had on beneath down off of her rear, and back down her legs. He let her deal with getting them off the rest of the way, and moved his hands up along the backs of her thighs, pulling her hips down as his own ground back up against her, "Merlin, Ginny. I love you."

He found her lips again, biting at her lower lip; lightly tugging, pulling, suckling before pulling away to kiss over her shoulder, biting into the skin. Not hard, but enough to make sure it was known he was there. Who said only the bad guys had this sort of fun?

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[info]ginnypig
2011-10-11 09:40 pm UTC (link)

She bit her lip when he grabbed her hair, suppressing a growl that was coming up the back of her throat as he came to kiss her again. She loved everything about the way he handled her; so rough and so gentle at the same time.

She scooted up, lifting herself so Harry could pull her shorts off along with her knickers, she used a free hand to pull them off once she managed to wriggle them down to her calf. Tossing the articles aside, she was left completely naked on top of him, and frankly she wasn't happy that Harry still had so many items of clothing on his own body. She leaned down to kiss him again, her hands working furiously to loosen his belt.

She paused for a moment as their hips pushed together, making her head fall down in pleasure, hair hair covering most of her face as she was looking down. Pushing her hair aside, she looked at Harry and smiled back at him, planting a soft kiss on the corner of his lips. "I love you too Harry."

She moved down towards him, their lips meeting again. She then continued her ministrations on his belt. Once it was undone she sat up pulled it swiftly out of all his belt loops, tossing it on the other side of the couch. She quickly undid the buttons of his pants, and snaked her hands to the sides, pulling them down along with his underwear. She began kissing him again, hungrily and harsher this time, moving her hand down to his cock. She held it firmly, but without too much force began to stroke it slowly, not wanting to get too ahead of herself.

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[info]marked_to_live
2011-10-11 10:21 pm UTC (link)
He really hadn't expected this when he'd come over today. He had expected lots of talking and maybe a few spats, but perhaps them getting back together. Yet, you couldn't deny that it was pretty obvious the two hadn't fallen out of love for each other and now couldn't help but leap back into each other's arms. Forget the formalities apparently. That was alright with him.

After all, what person wouldn't trade spats for sex? Right? Right. He watched her wriggle out of her shorts and grinned as she went to work on his belt, chuckling as she ripped it out of his loops. Meeting her hungry and hard kiss right back with his own, deep and longing as he kissed her with desire. His muscles flexing, his back stretching he groaned at her gripping hand that teased his erection. He sunk his tongue past her lips and hungrily gave into her at that moment. Squeezing at her hips, he gave her arse a teasing little slap, and then drew his hands down along her thigh.

Breathing was heavy, but not labored. He was entirely enraptured by her, and moved his hand down between her legs. He was able to slide his thumb down over the nub of her clit and began to gently massage and roll it on his thumb, pinching it with his finger as he kissed her. Oh how badly, how lustfully did he want her. He hadn't even realized how much he missed all of this, until this very moment.

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[info]ginnypig
2011-10-11 10:39 pm UTC (link)

If you would've told Ginny a week ago that she would be doing this on her couch with Harry, she would've shaken her head and dismissed you for being entirely too creative. Obviously though, this was most certainly happening.

As his hand moved to the spot between her legs, she let her inhibitions go and her head fell back, a loud moan escaping her lips before she even knew it was there. The feeling of his hand was all but too much and she could barely breathe from all the excitement that was coursing through her body.

She arched her back, pushing her hips forward again, giving him a full view of her breasts and flat stomach. With her hair falling down her back, she was bucking her hips and grinding into his fingers as if she couldn't get enough. She continued to stroke him harder before she bent down, her lips against his ear. "I need you Harry. Now."

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[info]marked_to_live
2011-10-11 11:46 pm UTC (link)
He groaned as she arched her back, loving the sight of that body in full view. He let out a breath, wantonly as he watched her; feeling the moisture that dripped to his fingers as he toyed with her muscles between those firm, full thighs. He was already prying his fingers away as he brought that hand up suddenly to completely cup one of those full breasts. Sitting up suddenly, he wrapped his lips enticingly around the erect nipple, sucking the hardened piece int his mouth and lavishing it with his tongue.

Even as he did this, his other hand reached between them to grab the base of his cock and he pushed it up against her. His body was desperately in want of hers, and at her whisper he groaned and pried his cock from her hand and instead impaled her on his erection. One hand now rested at the small of her back, the other cupping her breast as they both were sat up on the couch, his lips surrounding her breast, as her own lips surrounded the swollen head of his cock inside of her, and he breathed with a desperate desire.

He sucked harder then, breathing her in as he settled one foot into the floor, the other into the couch, and he began to thrust up into her. He let one hand fall behind him to hold him in that position as best he could as he pried his lips away to look up into her eyes, "Merlin I've missed this."

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[info]ginnypig
2011-10-12 01:50 am UTC (link)

Godric this was so damn hot. She wasn't even thinking properly anymore. She moaned again when his mouth clasped around her nipple and she arched into him, wanting to be as close as humanly possible.

He filled her up so completely and when he entered her she screamed out his name loud enough for the neighbors to know exactly what they were doing. She didn't care, she was with the love of her life and if anyone heard her it wasn't a concern. Once she was adjusted to having him inside of her, she began to bounce on him, her breasts moving with her as his mouth was still on her nipple.

As Harry began to pound into her harder, she moved with him liking how much pressure this particular position was giving. It was almost too much, but she continued to moan in his ear, shouting dirty words and begging him for more. As he looked at her, she couldn't take her gaze away from those beautiful green eyes. "Me too, love." She kissed him again, hard as his mouth absorbed her moans that were emerging from the back of her throat. "Oh God Harry, yes... righhttt there."

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[info]marked_to_live
2011-10-12 02:25 am UTC (link)
Harry didn't even know what thinking was a that moment. He had no thought other than how good this felt. She was amazingly tight around him, so warm; his body seemed eager for more, and almost forced himself into her without thought from himself. He kept control though, riding his hips up into her bouncing ones, groaning at each push that pressed himself deep inside of her. At this angle, he could only get so deep; but the tightness created by it was the epitome of pleasure.

He squeezed at the small of her back, breathing heavily before he took her lips into his and again found himself begging for her kisses. He attacked her tongue with his, his chest rising fast and hard as he pumped into her. He was soon, and rather quickly, pushing her back down onto her own back and against the arm of the couch again.

He immediately took over the thrusting, and with this new angle was able to drive deeper still into her, spreading her legs open a bit more just for that reach. Never once letting their lips leave each other as his body heaved for more of this heated exchange.

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[info]ginnypig
2011-10-12 02:54 am UTC (link)

Ginny rode him, rocking back and fourth, alternating between bouncing and rolling her hips. Even their rough kisses were amplifying her pleasure, bringing her close to her breaking point.

When he pushed her down, she moaned in pleasure at the new position, wrapping her legs around him and digging her heels into his lower back. He was so much deeper now and the pressure was intense, making her scream. She raked her nails down his back, leaving marks and leaned up at him to bite his lower lip before allowing his tongue back in her mouth for another kiss.

As he continued thrusting, she closed her eyes, the position bringing her closer and closer to the edge. "Oh Harry, don't stop!" She bite down on his shoulder as she approached her climax. Screaming his name, she finally came leaving nail marks that almost drew blood on his shoulder blades.

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[info]marked_to_live
2011-10-12 03:07 am UTC (link)
Harry continued to push into her, gripping at the back of her thigh; or squeezing into the arm of the couch, using what leverage he could find to thrust deeper and harder, still, into her. Still, he continued on further groaning at random intervals as pleasure billowed up along his spine.

The clawing at his shoulders, the bites to his lip and shoulder, it was all driving him wild. He grit his teeth suddenly when she bit into his shoulder, the sharpness of her nails suddenly telling him just where she was, and then groaned as he felt her come. The warmth and tightness of her orgasm sent him careening over the edge, groaning deeper and a bit louder as he grew closer, and finally a low groan as he felt his body thrust up inside of her again.

As he came, he filled her as deep as he could, and rest his forehead against the arm of the couch next to her head as he let his body ride the waves of both of their orgasms that seemed to happen at the same instant. His breathing catching and deep with the release.

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[info]ginnypig
2011-10-12 03:39 am UTC (link)

Ginny felt Harry getting closer, his movements becoming quicker and more erratic. She kept her head against his shoulder, still riding out the waves of her own pleasure.

She felt him release into her, as the warmth went straight to her core and she moaned again as a final wave of pleasure coursed through her. Her back that was arched now fell as she lay flat on the couch catching her breathe. She buried her face into his shoulder and breathed heavily, smiling at against his hot skin.

When she finally caught her breathe she pulled her arms away from his back and brought her hands up to either side of his face, one of them pushing his sweaty bangs off of his forehead She looked him in the eyes for a moment before speaking, "I love you Harry James Potter."

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[info]marked_to_live
2011-10-12 05:12 am UTC (link)
His own breathing was ragged and he felt almost over heated, but it all was so incredible. His body felt loads better, and his mind felt at ease in such a way it never has before. He kissed at her chin, then at her neck, then again at her shoulder before his forehead was lifted as she grabbed his face.

He watched her own eyes and smirked, shaking his head lightly as he searched them. He ran his hand up along her leg and back down, before replying, "I love you too, Ginerva Molly Weasley."

The grin was wide, and kissed her again softly before shifting her about on the couch so that he was laying back against the couch, on his side, and he was able to pull her back up against him, "Thought about just collapsing, but you're sick so I doubt you could handle my manly physique."

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[info]ginnypig
2011-10-12 06:40 am UTC (link)

Ginny giggled when he began to kiss her again, enjoying the feeling of him still hovering over her. The simple motion of him running his hand up and down her thigh gave her chills. Leave it to Harry to do that even after they were finished having sex.

She smiled at his statement. "Hate to break it to you but I'm suddenly feeling a lot better." She smiled at him, "So that probably means you won't pretty soon." Although she was admittedly feeling MUCH better she was still sick nonetheless and pretty tired. She leaned over and grabbed her blanket that was on the ground, spreading it over both of them and kissed his chin before snuggling into his shoulder.

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