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Title: Alternate
Sleeping Arrangements

Author name: Ruskbyte
Disclaimer: This story is based
on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various
publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and
Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright
or trademark infringement is intended.
Author�s Note: Originally posted
at fanfiction.net until some nitwit got all uptight and offended. Well, I glad
to announce that the story is back up and running. I don�t know how often I�ll
be adding chapters, beyond the original five, but I do have a few ideas
percolating for the future. Otherwise, enjoy!

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~ Alternate Sleeping Arrangements ~

Harry slowly drifted to consciousness, reluctantly letting the veil of sleep
fall away from him as he returned to the waking world. His lof eof enthusiasm
was primarily rooted in the fact that he had been having a very pleasant dream
involving himself, a naked Ginny and a large carton of peanut-butter and
strawberry flavoured ice-cream.
He had just been getting to the interesting bits, both of the dream and the
ice-cream covered Ginny, when he became aware of a weight resting on his left
arm.
Though his eyes remained shut he smiled at the realization that he was lying
with Ginny curled up in his arms. His thoughts and memories were still fuzzy,
but the warmth of her body pressed against him negated any need to think
clearly, he felt. Instead of worrying about the all too real likelihood of
being discovered sharing a bed with Ginny at Hogwarts, Harry simply lay in the
bed and luxuriated in the sensations that were beginning to seep into his mind.
His right arm was draped over Ginny�s waist and had somehow during the night
slipped inside her negligee, which had ridden up and over her hips to bunch
around her waist, allowing his hand to rest on her bare stomach. He could feel
her back and thighs spooned along the length of his body. His left arm was
curled underneath her, supporting the weight of her head which had brought
about his slow awakening, with that hand cupping one of her fabric-covered
breasts. But the most pleasant feeling of all was that of his groin pushed up
against the bare curves of her rear and his straining erection, which had
somehow escaped his pyjama bottoms, nestled in the crevice of her buttocks.
Memories of his highly entertaining, not to mention erotic, dream began to
come back to him. Though no ice-cream was present, peanut-butter and strawberry
flavoured or not, a lustful and mischievous smile came to him. Why not make his
dream a pleasurable reality? Lying there with Ginny cuddled up against him,
Harry decided to gently rouse her in a manner he knew, from prior experience
over the summer, she would appreciate.
Keeping his eyes closed, Harry slowly began to move his right hand across
the silky plains of Ginny�s stomach. With his left hand, trapped under her, he
started gently massaging the breast he was holding. He let his fingers play
lightly against the soft mound while his thumb circled and brushed over her
nipple, which he could feel grow taut under his ministrations. Breathing in
deeply as he cautiously shifted closer to her, Harry could smell the faint
scent of apples from her hair. In that abstract manner of drowsy half-wakefulness,
he briefly noticed that she must have changed her shampoo.
As he gently tickled the fingers of his hand around her navel, earning soft
giggles of enjoyment from Ginny that bolstered his amorous desires, Harry
leaned his head in and adoringly nuzzled at her neck. He lightly took the
nipple he was teasing with his left hand and lovingly rolled it between his
fingers. Ginny wiggled about, groaning quietly, while the hand caressing her
belly paused as he decided in which direction to proceed.
He blew softly on Ginny�s neck, both to stimulate her and remove the stray
wisp of curly hair that was tickling his nose. She shivered slightly at his
breath and Harry began to ever so slowly les has hand wind its way down. The
tips of his fingers were only just brushing against her sleek skin, leisurely
dipping fractionally lower with each sway of his wrist. Ginny, aroused by the
stimulation he was providing, started rocking her hips back and forth, just as
slowly as his hand was descending towards the junction of her legs.
Hmm... curly, Harry�s somnolent
mind managed to think as his fis sts strayed into the soft and downy thatch of
hair covering her mound. Just as the tips of his fingers began to brush the tip
of her damp slit, his hand�s movements began to slow when his thoughts followed
this observation, No. Not curly. Bushy.
Harry froze so still --every single muscle he possessed becoming fixed as
stone-- that he could almost have passed for having been petrified by a
Basilisk.
Oh dear.
His sudden and total shock, which doused his ardour as effectively as an
arctic shower, was further compounded when the bed shifted behind him,
indicating the presence of a third person. A slender, clearly feminine arm
snaked its way around his waist and a pair of long and silken legs became
entwined with his from behind.
The arm curled around his waist was bent at the elbow, so her hand was
resting on his naked chest. Her breasts were pressing against his back as she
snuggled up to him. Harry could feel her head resting behind his on the pillow
and he could detect the familiar fragrance of cherry. There was a warm,
tickling sensation on the back of his neck every time she breathed.
l'>I�m going to die of a heart attack,
he thought desperately. Either that or
Ginny�s going to kill me.
Far too apprehensive to even consider opening his eyes to see who is was he
was still embracing, Harry lay completely motionless between the two women.
Slowly he tried to disentangle himself from the woman in front of him, very
gently starting to slide his hips back and away from her. Unfortunately, at
this slight movement, she moaned and pushed her rump against him with a firm
and vigorous wiggle, moaning softly in the bac her her throat in protest. Harry
immediately became still and held his breath, deathly afraid that she�d wake up
or (worse) shift to where they might achieve some form of penetration. Licking
his lips nervously Harry decided, since it was apparent that he was well and
truly trapped, to brave capturing Ginny�s sleepy attention.
Gin? he asked, holding his breath
as he awaited her reply. The hand at his chest began circling in slow, languid
strokes.
~Hhmmmn~ came a sleepy response.
Are you awake?
Ginny replied, ~Mm-hmm.~
The legs entwined with his own were rubbing against his, the silky-smoothness
of her bare thighs stroking against him as warmly as any lover�s caress.
Wanting to confirm his suspicions as to just who it was behind him that was
teasing him so, Harry enquired, Are you
behind me?
~Uh-huh~ Behind him, Harry could
feel Ginny nodding her head fractionally.
Swallowing nervously he asked the question that was preying very heavily on
his mind at the moment. He was slightly, more than slightly to be honest,
nervous as to how Ginny would react but he managed to ask, Then who�s the half-naked girl in front of me?
�WHAT?!�
.oOo.
- The Previous Evening -
Harry was looking forward to a good night�s sleep. No offence to Madam
Pomfrey and her work, but the beds in the Hospital Wing left much to be
desired. Primarily, Harry felt, they needed the addition of certain nubile,
young redhead he had become rather fond of. Yes, the beds in the infirmary
would be much more hospitable with a Ginny resting in each of them.
It had been an exquisite torture the previous night, having to sleep with Ginny
so near to him but unable to cross the short gap separating their beds.
Suffice it to say the previous night had not provided much in the way of
good sleep. Of course, Harry and Ginny had both been worn out so they had
managed to get several hours of shuteye in, even though it had hardly been
restful for them. Sleeping in separate beds, even only a yard or two apart, was
not something either of them was used to anymore.
�Good �t have you back with us, Harry,� Seamus said as they readied
themselves for bed.
�Yeah,� agreed Dean, from behind his drawn curtains. �It was too empty in
here with only Seamus, Neville and me.�
Harry smiled as he pulled on his pyjama top. �Thanks, mates. After four
nights in the Hospital Wing, it�s great to be back.�
Tonight though, tonight, Harry knew he would be getting a restful night�s
sleep. After all, he could not have anything less with Ginny beside him. He had
spoken to Dumbledore after dinner, allegedly to discuss the repairs and
renovations for the ruined Practical Fighting Techniques auditorium. Towards
the end of the conversation Harry had tentatively broached, once again, the
subject of him and Ginny possibly sharing a bed.
Surprisingly the headmaster had readily agreed to it, although he had
cautioned both of them to be as discreet as possible. That had of course gone
without saying, although his grandfatherly entreaty to also be careful about
the possible consequences had managed to bring a bright blush to both their
faces.
�G�night, Harry,� called Neville, already sounding sleepy. Dean and Seamus
followed close on the heels of his words and after Harry returned their
goodnights, the Gryffindor boys settled down for the night.
Harry lay back on his bed and silently counting off the minutes as he
waited. Using his wand for some light he checked the wizard wristwatch Ginny
had given him the previous Christmas and saw that it had been nearly a quarter
of an hour. Silently stretching out with his senses Harry confirmed that his
three roommates were sleeping quietly in their beds.
Ginny? It�s clear.
~I�m climbing the stairs now~ came
a quick response. As the thought came to him, Harry felt the warm glow Ginny
radiated. He had surreptitiously placed a Silencing Charm on the dormitory door
earlier, as well as a Muffling Charm on the floor. Added to the multitude of
Silencing Charms already in place around his bed, not the the faintest of
sounds reached his ears as Ginny crept into the room.
Silent as the night the drapes to his bed parted and a shadowy figure
slipped inside. The light from his wand illuminated Ginny�s fiery red hair and
the dark blue satin nightdress she was wearing. Harry reached out a hand and
gently pulled her down to him, half on top of him on the bedside.
~This would be a lot easier if we had
your invisibility cloak~ she mentioned, lovingly planting a kiss on the tip
of his nose.
Sirius borrowed it, remember? he
replied, returning her kiss with one to the cheek. He smiled at her in the
dimness. At least we don�t have to worry
about anybody overhearing us.
Ginny nodded and proceeded to kiss him fervently on the lips, using her
hands to grasp his head close against her. Harry�s arms were wrapped around her
waist and he slid one hand up to press between her shoulders as his other
slipped down to cup her rear as he held her tight. She gasped into his mouth
and pulled back, breaking their kiss, looking at him with her eyes bright and
full of desire.
~It�s still early~ she noted
suggestively, releasing one hand from behind his head anailiailing it down his
neck and along his collarbone. She began pulling playfully at the buttons to
his pyjama top, deftly slipping them from their holes, baring his chest to her
further ministrations.
Why, Miss Weasley, Harry thought,
leaning in to trace a path of kisses along her neck. He gently nuzzled against
her, relishing in the contact, as she slipped the shirt from his shoulders. In
a smooth motion he shrugged the top off, releasing his hands for the act, but
returning them immediately to her sides. I
thought we told Dumbledore that we�d be discreet.
Ginny grinned impishly, repressing a soft moan of delight as his hands slid
up to brush her breasts through the thin fabric of her nightdress, and
playfully nipped at his ear. ~We have
plenty of Silencing Charms up and around your bed...~
Ordinarily it would have been extremely difficult for somebody to sneak up
on the couple, as their connection with the Order of the Phoenix would allow
them to perceive the approaching magic early on. At the moment, however, Harry
and Ginny were otherwise too preoccupied to be paying any attention to the
magic surrounding them. Thus they almost jumped out of their skins when the
curtains surrounding Harry�s bed were unexpectedly pulled aside.
�Harry?�
The voice came in a hushed, not to mention surprised, whisper. Harry and
Ginny, who had jumped apart as if struck by a bolt of lightning from a clear
blue sky, stared up at the embarrassment flushed face of Hermione.
~I don�t care if she�s my brother�s
girlfriend~ he heard Ginny thinking, ~I�m
still going to kill her for interrupting us.~
Wait, Gin, wait, he cautioned, look at her face.
Hermione was standing there, dressed in a simple --if somewhat short and
revealing-- pastel negligee, staring at the young lovers with a look of acute
astonishment and awkwardness firmly in place. However, upon looking more
closely, it became apparent that there was something more bothering her.
Hermione�s eyes rim rimmed with red, showing that sad bad been crying recently
and her bottom lip was trembling almost imperceptibly.
�Ginny?� she asked, her left hand clutching the curtains. �What are you
doing here? I didn�t know Dumbledore had agreed to let the two of you sleep
together yet.�
�It�s... provisional at the moment, Hermione,� explained Ginny, picking up
on the other girl�s distress and sitting up straighter. She patted on the bed
between her and Harry, motioning for Hermione to sit down.
A small sob escaped from Hermione�s quivering lips as she dropped heavily
onto the bed. Harry shifted until he was almost right up against her and
slipped his arm around her shoulders. He shared a worried look with Ginny
behind Hermione�s back and then turned to ask, �What�s the matter, Hermione? Is
something wrong?�
Wordlessly Hermione handed him a crumpled piece of paper she had been
holding in her right hand, her movements slow and deliberate, but still
unsteady. As Harry took the paper from her, noting that it was Muggle paper
instead of proper parchment, she began to weep softly. Tears streamed down her
face and Ginny squeezed close and slipped her one arm around Hermione�s waist,
taking hold of her left arm with the other. His apprehension building, Harry
uncrumpled the sheet of paper and began to read.

Dearest Hermione,
We know how much you have enjoyed your time there, but we�re talking
about your safety now, Hermione.

You have
always told us, and everything we�ve heard and read seemed to back it up, that
Hogwarts School is considered the safest place in the magical world. We know
that Professor Dumbledore is widely renowned as the greatest wizard of modern
times, as that Professor McGonagall told us, and we know that your friend Harry
is supposedly just as great, if not more so. But surely now, after this
disaster, you must see that this is all wrong and you are indeed at risk there.

Hermione,
you�ve been hurt, and even the wizarding world cannot help you, from what the
letter we received from the school nurse said. We simply do not feel that you
are safe there. We want you home. We know that you are a witch, and we�re very
proud of what you have accomplished over the years. We also understand that you
won�t want to leave your other friend, the one who was so badly injured with
you, and no doubt wish to remain at his side. But we want to have you here with
us, where we know that you will be safe and sound.

Do not
think, even for a moment, that we are doing this to punish you in any way,
Hermione. We love you more than anything in the whole world. This was not an
easy decision for us to make and we hope that someday you will see that we are
correct in our actions.

We have
sent a formal letter to the school�s headmaster, informing him of our intention
to withdraw you from the school upon the start of the Christmas holidays. We
hope that this will give you enough time to tidy up your affairs there and say
goodbye to all your friends and schoolmates before you leave.

Perhaps,
with some luck, if the situation in the wizarding world improves before long,
we will consider reapplying you in a couple of years, once everything has died
down.
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