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Anything You Can Do, I Can Do Better	By : jameschick Category: Harry Potter > FemSlash - Female/Female Views: 7758 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Anything You Can Do, I Can Do Better.

Author: jameschick

Pairing: Hermione/Ginny

Rating: NC17

Disclaimer: Not mine. No money being made. Please don�t sue.

Summary: Femslash Challenges Issued for TSS Contest #5 - Challenge # 5 - "A� is tired of not being noticed by her husband and turns to a woman lover. (keikokin)

Ginny Weasley had finally fulfilled her girlish dreams of becoming Ginny Potter only two short years ago. For the most part, being married to Harry was everything she had hoped for.
He was a good husband; funny, witty, and caring. He never raised his voice in anger, he showered her with gifts, and her family adored him. He was a gentle and considerate lover; when he could be persuaded to take her to bed that is.
No, she really had no reason to complain. But she wasn�t stupid.
It wasn�t normal for a man to have such a low sex drive. And Harry�s was almost nonexistent.
The fact that he often came home late from the office smelling of cologne - which Harry never wore - only added credence to her theory.
Her husband was gay.
And seeing someone. Someone who understood Harry enough to keep their relationship out of the public eye. Someone who was probably married as well. Someone who wore expensive cologne.
Someone like Draco Malfoy.
She hadn�t wanted to believe it at first, but when she had followed Harry to a nice Muggle hotel in London, courtesy of his Invisibility Cloak, and had watched as he and Malfoy kissed as the elevator doors closed, she had to accept the facts.
She wanted to scream, to hurt him, to break down and cry. But she didn�t. Instead she went home, she poured herself a large glass of Firewhiskey and flooed Hermione. She was tired of being ignored.
Hermione had been the only one to look at her with pity when she and Harry had announced their engagement. She had even gone so far as to try and talk her out of it.
Ginny hadn�t understood why at the time, but it started to make sense to her then. In more ways than one. See, she had always thought that Hermione and Ron would get married one day, right up to the night she found herself a bit tipsy and in Hermione�s bed; naked, writhing, and moaning while the other girl kissed and touched her.
That night, Ginny discovered that she liked sex with girls just as much, maybe even more so, than she did with boys. And yet she stilled married Harry Potter.
Oh, it was almost funny in it�s sadness. Silly little Ginny with her girlish dreams of a happily-ever-after with the man of her dreams. Only, it seemed he had a man of his dreams too.
But Hermione had listen to her, held her through her tears and offered her what she was missing in her life. A person who truly wanted her, and found her desirable. They had been meeting secretly ever since.
Harry continued to see Draco, and Ginny never let on that she knew. In fact, she looked forward to his �assignments away� because it gave her time to be with Hermione. She wondered if Pansy had found someone to fill the void in her life or if she was as lonely as Ginny used to be.
After kissing Harry�s cheek and waving goodbye, she waited for him to apparate away for his weekend rendezvous with his lover. It had been nearly two weeks since she had been alone with Hermione and she was nearly crazy with sexual frustration.
As soon as Harry was gone, Ginny summoned her overnight bag. As she stepped into the fireplace she thought, �anything you can do, I can do better, Harry Potter�. Then she flooed to Hermione�s flat in Diagon Alley.

*

Stepping out of the fireplace, Ginny found herself enveloped in the arms of her lover. She sighed in contentment and then lifted her chin to receive the kiss she knew would be coming.
�I thought you�d never get here,� Hermione whispered between kisses. �I�ve been thinking about this day all week.�
�Me too,� Ginny answered as she allowed herself to be pulled toward the bedroom. �It was all I could do not to throw Harry out on his ear this morning.�
Hermione chuckled and kissed a path down Ginny�s throat. �Well, he�s gone and you�re here now. That�s all that matters.�
Ginny could find no reason to dispute this so she said nothing, instead preferring to concentrate on removing Hermione�s blouse and getting her hands on all that soft warm skin.
As they undressed one another, Hermione gently lowered them to the bed and rolled Ginny onto her back. She looked down at her milky white breasts with their splattering of freckles and their pale pink nipples. She had always been awed by the beauty of Ginny�s skin.
Taking a nipple into her mouth, she suckled softly while Ginny mewled her pleasure and tangled a hand into her long auburn hair. It was no wonder that Ginny was the most responsive woman she�d ever been with, her husband - while one of Hermione�s best friends - was the poster boy for closet case homosexuals and rarely, if ever touched her in a sexual manner.
�Hermione, please,� Ginny whispered and applied slight pressure to her head, begging her to move her attentions lower. Her sex was throbbing with need.
Hermione grinned even as she complied. While she lived alone and could alleviate her needs manually when she needed to, Ginny rarely had the privacy to do so, therefore she almost always showed up to these clandestine meetings in full hormonal overdrive.
Bypassing the edge of the lacy white panties, Hermione moved between Ginny�s splayed thighs and licked the damp patch of material in the centre. Ginny�s hips bucked and she swore softly.
Hermione inhaled the musky fragrance of her lover�s desire and groaned in need as well. Quickly divesting Ginny of the last of her clothing, Hermione parted her lovers wet folds and dove in to taste her.
�Yes!� Ginny exclaimed as she pulled her legs up and out, exposing herself completely. Hermione took advantage and quickly inserted two fingers into Ginny�s wet pussy as she continued to lick and suck at her swollen nub.
�Oh, oh fuck, that�s good,� Ginny panted as she felt another finger enter her body as Hermione�s skilled tongue brought her closer and closer to the edge. A fourth finger was added and Ginny�s vocalizations became louder and her breathing became erratic.
Hermione shifted slightly, moving her feet so that she could rub herself off against the heel of her foot as she folded her thumb into her palm and pushed her hand inside Ginny�s body.
Ginny began to hump frantically and Hermione had to hold her down with her free hand as she skilfully brought her over the edge. Her own climax crashing through her body as she felt Ginny�s muscles clamping around her fist.
�Give me five minutes to recover and I�ll happily return the favour,� Ginny huffed out as she lay basking in the afterglow of a truly explosive orgasm.
Hermione crawled up Ginny�s body and lay her head contentedly against her lover�s shoulder. �No hurry. We have all weekend together after all.�
Ginny smiled at this, but deep down inside she wondered if weekends would always be enough for her. Hermione seemed content to keep this a casual sexual relationship. Her job and her research were the most important things in her life and always would be.
Once again, Ginny�s thoughts turned to the current Mrs. Malfoy and she wondered if Pansy knew about her husband�s affair. Would she be open to Ginny�s advances should she attempt them? Could the two couples come to some agreement that would allow them a semi-normal life together?
These were thoughts that would have to wait for another time however, as Hermione�s fingers found and then began to roll one of her nipples. This might be their last weekend, and she was not going to waste time thinking when there was a beautiful, naked woman in bed beside her.
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