Ginny nearly dropped her fork, Harry's finger had moved futher up her thigh, getting closer to the gem of her red cotton bikini cut knickers. She was looking down at her plate, if she had glanced up she would have noticed Fred and George looking at them.
A smile curling, she remembered her habit of knocking things over around Harry and she got an idea.
She moved her hand away from Harry's under the table and reached for her juice goblet, drinking her orange juice. Reaching down for her spoon she casually knocked it off the table. "I'm sorry, I'll get it," she said quickly, sliding off the bench she dropped to her knees to retrieve her spoon, using one hand she reached for it, with the other she gropped him intentionally this time, stroking him quickly, her knickers were soaked by now, and she pulled up quickly and away from him.
Popping up, her face pink, she seated herself back down and wiped off her spoon. Mrs. Weasley was fetching more food with her wand. Charlie and her dad were talking about the goblins thought to be in leauge with you know who, she was trying to look at everyone at Harry because she was sure the look on his face would make her wicked little grin return.