Harry really didn’t know what he was doing. He was trying to tease her and it seemed like he was doing a good job. Ginny was wet against his finger through her knickers. But what now? He know what he wanted to do; his jutting erection was testimony to that. But, how could they do it?
Unsure, his hand stopped. Carefully, he withdrew it, letting it come free slowly as not to create too much commotion. With his hand free, he started to finish his breakfast. He wanted to look over at Ginny, but he didn’t dare.
Mrs. Weasley stood up. “All right, let’s get the plates in the sink and run along.” The family had a myriad of Christmas Day activities. Harry wondered what Ginny would be doing. Usually she and Hermione disappeared for a while. Harry waited a minute and got up slowly, discreetly tucking his erection.
Ron had gone upstairs with the twins and he was lagging behind.