Harry’s mouth actually fell open as he heard Hermione’s suggestion. There was no way in hell that Ginny was going to take her clothes off. No way. Why had Hermione even suggested that in the first place? What had gotten into all of them?
Whatever it was, Harry found the whole encounter incredibly hot no matter how off balance he was. Maybe that made it hotter? He really had no idea and he knew it would be far easier to think about after the fact. Assuming they weren’t all making a terrible mistake…
Unable to stop, Harry hoped it wasn’t a mistake. He could feel Ginny moving around and he wondered what she was doing. He thought he heard clothes moving. Was she really getting naked? He couldn’t bring himself to look. He was just too nervous.
If the last suggestion had shocked him, Ginny’s question almost floored him. He whipped around, finding her far closer than he would have expected. Too shocked to hide his stares, he took in her naked body.
Looking back to Hermione questioningly, Harry assumed that she didn’t mind since she wanted Ginny naked and didn’t object to her being on the bed. “W-why don’t you lay down next to Hermione?”