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Keeping it Down	By : pettybureaucrat Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Ginny Views: 34450 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The young, raven haired wizard was passionately kissing the even younger, beautiful red haired
witch, their tongues entwining, the breath coming in gasps and pants. They were hot, in more
ways than one. They were under the covers on a mattress on the floor of the main parlor at
number 12 Grimmauld Place, surrounded by six other couples in a similar situation.

Harry Potter, the Boy who Lived, was clad only in his boxers while the love of his life, Ginevra
Weasley, had on only an overly long, garish orange Chudley Cannons tee shirt that had once
belonged to her brother Ron and a pair of brief, very brief, cotton knickers.

They were desperate for each other but were afraid to even thrash around too much lest they alert
one of Ginny’s extremely over protective brothers, each of whom occupied another mattress in
the room with their own equally hot and desperate partner.

They were all gathered at 12 Grimmauld Place awaiting the arrival of the rest of the Order of the
Phoenix to plan the search for the rest of Voldemort’s horcruxes as well as celebrating Ginny’s
16^th birthday. The Burrow had been attacked by Death Eaters and was no longer safe.

Harry had not wanted the Order involved at first, but finally realized that simply tramping around
the countryside with Ron and Hermione without any clear idea of where to go was probably not
the best strategy. He did insist, however, that once a plan was in place that only he and his two
friends would actually seek out the pieces of Voldemort’s soul.

This did not sit well with the youngest Weasley, Ginny, and she told Harry, and everyone else,
exactly that in a tirade that was remarkable for both its confession of her undying love for Harry
and extremely ‘colorful’ in her descriptions of what would happen to anyone who tried to stop
her from following him, including Harry himself!

Harry tried again and again to make her stay home, ‘safe,’ but she said, tears of love and
frustration on her reddened cheeks, “I’m not going to let you go, Harry, I don’t care if YOU
broke up with ME! I did not break up with you and I am going with you. You’ll have to bind me
to my bed to keep me away and as soon as school starts I’ll hunt you down and join you. I love
you, Harry, I can’t just let you ride away into the sunset, never knowing if I’ll see you again!
You can’t do that to me, I love you!!”

Harry had finally given in, admitted to himself and everyone that he did, indeed, love Ginny
back. He loved her so much he couldn’t stand the thought of her being hurt but her father,
Arthur, had said, “She’s no safer at the Burrow or Hogwarts than she would be with you, Harry.
Take good care of my little girl.”

The day before Bill and Fleur’s wedding was highlighted by the appearance of Percy, with his
long time girlfriend Penelope Clearwater, begging the family’s forgiveness for being such a royal
prat. His parents welcomed him back with hugs and tears, Ginny did as well. Despite the pranks
she always played on Percy, she truly loved him. Bill and Charlie forgave Percy fairly easily, the
twins and Ron were a much harder sell, but they agreed that having an ‘ear’ within the Ministry
might be a good thing and promised not to prank Percy too much.

Penelope, a lovely, lithe reddish blond, told the twins in no uncertain terms that she would
painfully avenge herself on them should they do anything to interfere with her and Percy’s sex
life. This announcement in and of itself caused all of Percy’s brothers to gasp with disbelief.
‘Percy? A sex life? And with a really sexy, beautiful witch?’

So Percy was accepted back while his brothers, other than Bill, secretly undressed the lovely
Penelope with their eyes and minds until their own girlfriends showed up later that day.

While Penny became better acquainted with Fleur Delacour, Angelina Johnson, Alicia Spinnet,
Katie Bell and Hermione Granger, Ginny’s brothers pulled Harry aside for ‘the Talk.’

Bill started out in no uncertain terms, “Harry, in love with you or not, Ginny is STILL our baby
sister and, as such, certain restrictions apply to your relationship until such time as the two of you
‘formalize’ it.”

Charlie said, “Number one! NO SHAGGING!” Percy spoke up, “Number two! NO
SHAGGING!” Fred and George made ‘no shagging’ restrictions number three and four. Then
Ron, Harry’s long time ‘buddy,’ said, “No snogging in front of us, either!”

Harry turned red, snapped, “You lousy hypocrites! You’re all going to be shagging your girls
senseless tonight and you expect me to stay in my own room and wank off?”

Bill growled, with a feral glare, “That’s precisely what we mean, Potter!! Just because our folks
are letting Ginny go with you, doesn’t mean open season on her virginity!”

Harry tried to joke, “How do you know she’s still a virgin?”

Charlie lifted Harry by his shirt collar, choking him, and snarled, “You better hope she is, Harry,
or you’re dead meat! Regardless of who took it from her! Well?”

Harry gasped out, “A joke, it’s a joke! She’s still a virgin, at least as far as I know!”

Percy asked, with a frown, “Just how do you KNOW that, Potter? Have you been fingering her?
Or worse? Speak up, or you’ll be unable to deflower her or any witch!”

Harry pushed at Charlie’s hand and he let him drop.

Harry choked out, “Alright, yes, I’ve looked! That’s all, just looked, I swear! She, she simply
undressed in front of me one night at Hogwarts, said she wanted to make love to me! Yes, I
touched her, how could I not! But, I swear, she’s still a virgin. We, we both finally realized that
the time and place just weren’t right for our first time.”

Fred said, “Sounds pretty dicey to me, George!”

George nodded and smirked, “Just looked? Ha, likely story! Your first time is going to be your
wedding night, Potter, and not one second sooner, you understand!!”

Harry nodded vigorously, rubbing his bruised throat.

Ron added, “Even snogging will get you a beating if we catch you!”

Harry turned on Ron, snapped, “You, of all people, can’t throw stones, Ron! First you and
Lavender! You almost did it right on the Common Room couch one time! Now, you and
Hermione! If you’re so sensitive about your sister, I regard Hermione as my sister, so you keep
your hands off of her too, understand!?”

Ron smirked, “A little too late for that warning, Harry. I’m telling you, if I see you with your
tongue in Ginny’s mouth, I’m going to tear it out! Agreed, oh brothers of mine!?”

There was a growl of assent, Harry stewed in silence. Short of the ‘Avada Kedavra,’ there was
no way he could fight all six of them, certainly not with Charlie present. As a dragon keeper,
Charlie wrestled with the cantankerous beasts on a daily basis and had huge muscles where most
people didn’t have any.

So that night, as Harry listened to the giggles and grunts and groans from the rooms around him
at the Burrow, he sadly reached into his boxers and began to stroke his manhood. He closed his
eyes and began dreaming of Ginny being on him, riding up and down, her beautiful face aglow
with passion, her sparkling chocolate eyes glittering with love and lust.

He didn’t even hear the door open or see the smile on Ginny’s face as she quietly walked over to
his bed, sat down and took his long, hard cock in her own soft, strong hand.

Harry almost passed out when he saw her, she put a finger to his lips, whispered, “Just keep
moaning like you’re doing it yourself, they’ll be none the wiser! Just keep it down!”

Harry laid back and moaned, watched Ginny’s face light with love and excitement as her hand
slowly stroked his length.

She took Harry’s hand, guided it inside her robe, to her small, firm breasts and begged him,
“Squeeze them, tickle them, yes, just like that! Oh, gods, Harry!” she murmured softly.

She continued to stroke him as he fondled first one, then the other of her wonderful breasts. She
opened the top of her robe so he could see them and have easier access. She was mewing and
whining with pleasure, her hand sped up its motions and Harry grunted as his white liquid love
erupted from his cock, the first spurt going a couple inches into the air.

Ginny continued to stroke him, her eyes boring into his with passion and lust. Harry finally
sighed with total pleasure and release as Ginny coaxed every last bit of his essence out of him.

She lifted her hand which was coated with his cum, raised it to her lips, licked it and smiled,
“You’re delicious, Harry, the best I’ve ever tasted!”

Harry gasped a bit at this, asked, “Umm, Ginny? The best? You’ve, you’ve done this for other
guys?”

She looked at him directly, said without shame or hesitation, “Of course, Harry, there’s nothing
all that terribly bad about giving a guy a hand job. You’ve never had one before?”

Harry blushed, “Er, no, that’s the first.”

Ginny smiled, giggled softly, leaned in and kissed him, letting him taste himself on her lips.

She backed off the kiss, “Well, I’m glad you enjoyed it so much, Harry. My brothers are all total,
overbearing gits and I know that they’ve given you ‘The Talk!’ They gave it to Michael Corner
and Dean Thomas as well. Even poor Neville, and all he did was take me to a couple of dances!
I’ll give up my bloody virginity when I’m good and ready and none of them are going to have
anything to say about it!”

Harry had to smile at her admission that she was still a virgin. He had wondered after she had
talked about giving hand jobs to so many guys.

The one time he had gotten a close look at her womanhood, that day back in May when she had
appeared in his bedroom at school naked, wanting to give him her innocence, he wasn’t precisely
sure what he was looking for. He knew the word ‘hymen’ and had looked at pictures in books
but Ginny’s beautiful vagina didn’t seem to have one. The soft lips of her labia minora opened at
the bottom of her sheath like two flower petals. He had longed to kiss them or touch them, but
just didn’t have the nerve.

He had asked about her ‘maidenhead’ and Ginny had giggled, “Umm, it’s long gone, Harry,
broom riding from the time you’re six years old will do that to a witch! I’m still a virgin, though,
I swear!”

Ginny finished licking his cum off her hand, licked a little off his now shrinking penis. She
smiled, waved her wand and cleaned them both off.

“I’ll be back tomorrow night and we’ll see about some more fun. Are you a virgin, too, Harry?”

Harry nodded sadly, “I almost made it with Katie Bell in the lockers one time, but, well, your
stupid brothers, Fred, George and Ron, barged back in!”

She giggled softly again, kissed him, “Their timing is abysmal, except when they’re shagging
Angie and Alicia. And the thought of Hermione actually, actually having sex with Ron is enough
to make me hurl. How could she? He’s such a git! I’d have been happier if YOU had
deflowered her rather than Ron!”

She left him with a smile on her face and on his. His dreams that night were pleasant and racy,
and they all included him, Ginny and a bed and, usually, no clothes and no brothers.

The next night, after the merriment of the wedding, Harry tried to sneak up to Ginny’s room. He
got past the twins bedroom, blushed as he heard very unnerving noises emanating from within,
including a female voice saying, “Harder, Fred, damn you, harder!! I told you not to drink so
much Champagne, you, you dumbshit! Fuck me harder, HARDER!!”

Harry heard Fred groan, heard the springs on his bed squeak a little louder and faster.

He was at landing below Ginny’s room, when Percy, a towel around his waist, suddenly stuck his
head out of his bedroom door. Harry glanced in, gasped at the sight of a totally naked Penelope
stretched out on Percy’s bed. She smiled at him and waved a delicate hand.

Percy glared at Harry, pulled his door to and growled, “Going somewhere, Potter?”

Harry stammered, “Er, umm, yeah, the, the loo, yeah, the bathroom!”

Percy smirked, “There’s one on the lower level where you sleep, Harry, no need to use the one
across from Ginny’s room! Downstairs! Now!”

Harry muttered imprecations at the insufferable Percy and went back to his lonely bed and again
pulled out his John Thomas and started stroking it.

His eyes were closed again when he heard his door open and shut softly and the soft swish of
cloth sweeping across his floor towards his bed.

His eyes opened and Ginny was grinning at him, sniggered, “Umm, Harry, it works better if you
use some sort of lotion, you know! Here, let me!”

She summoned a bottle of hand lotion from her room, softly coated his hard, hard cock with it
and again began to stroke him expertly, her thumb massaging just where his foreskin met his
glans. He panted and wriggled, Ginny took his hand and guided it this time not to her wonderful
breasts, but between her thighs to her center.

She had on a pair of thin, silken knickers that she had worn under her bridesmaid dress, they
were the sexiest piece of lingerie that she owned. Harry could feel her heat and moistness
through the thin material, could feel her slit perfectly. He ran his finger up to her nub, coaxed her
clitoris out from under its hood.

She gasped as she continued to stroke his long, hard dick, and she murmured, “That’s, that’s
perfect, Harry, right there, yes, right there, just like that! Oh, gods, let’s, let’s time this so we
both, oh, gods, yes, just a little longer, Harry, a little more, just like that, that, oh gods, yes, Yes,
YESSSS!!”

Ginny bucked her hips up and down, Harry felt his semen release with a spurt. He kept rubbing
the beautiful redhead as she mewled and whimpered in release. She finally took his hand and
sadly pulled it away from her now soaked crotch.

She leaned over and kissed him, murmured, “That, that was wonderful, brilliant, Harry. Oh, the
best orgasm I’ve had in weeks!”

He again was a little dismayed at her statement, but she pulled his hand to her mouth, licked
some of her own tangy essence from it and then put it in front of Harry’s mouth. He sucked his
fingers, smiled at the tangy, somewhat ‘fishy’ flavor.

He thought, “So, so that’s what she tastes like! Gods, I wish I had had the nerve when she was
naked in my bed at Hogwarts! Oh, it’s so wonderful!”

He had to ask her about her previous orgasms.

She blushed just a little, “Well, you’re not the first guy to touch me there, Harry, er, not by a long
shot. But your finger felt just amazing, it was a really WONDERFUL orgasm! I’d better go!
Gods, the noises from the other rooms! Bill and Fleur I can understand! But Ron and
Hermione!? Oh, I may be scarred for life! I heard Percy catch you on the steps, Harry. I think
there’s some kind of spell on them to detect you. But, I’ll keep visiting you, don’t worry! I love
you, Harry, I love you so much!”

She kissed him, he put his hand behind her neck and held her lips to his for a long time.

She finally pulled his hand away, smiled dreamily, “Now, THAT was a kiss! I’ll see you
tomorrow, lover!”

Harry ignored Ron’s smirk in the morning, as well as Hermione’s blush. Like Ginny, he found
the whole idea of Ron and Hermione actually having sexual intercourse with each other
disturbing, but he couldn’t quite figure out why.

They spent the day at the pond. Fleur had a most delighted smile on her face and would
occasionally try to surreptitiously rub her womanhood, while Bill’s face was in a permanent shit
eating grin.

Harry and Ginny swam over to the other side, only to find George and Alicia already snogging
furiously. They tried the left hand shore and Charlie and Katie quickly sat up and arranged their
clothes while on the right hand shore, they retreated quickly when they heard Angelina gasping,
“Harder, Fred, fuck me harder, harder, HARDER!!”

They had to settle for snogging in among the rose bushes in the garden and only had half an hour
or so to themselves before Bill showed up and snapped, “NO SNOGGING, Potter!! Ginny, get
away from him now!”

Ginny had had enough, she pointed her wand at Bill, shouted, “Volucris Michina!” and dozens of
bats flew out of her brother’s nose, sending Fleur screaming into the house!

Arthur and Molly finally called a family meeting where Molly laid down the law!

She stated, plain and simply, “Harry and Ginny are in love, they are allowed to have some private
time together. If any of you bother them unnecessarily, I will revoke YOUR cohabitation
privileges. However, I must ask that you not sleep with each other, not in this house, please.
You’re not even 16 yet, Ginny, it’s just not proper for you and Harry to be that intimate in your
own home.”

Harry and Ginny at least could snog in relative peace now, but anytime his hands wandered
inside her clothes, one of her brothers seem appeared like an avenging fury, glaring and
frowning.

Ginny continued her nighttime visits to Harry and soon moved on to oral sex. After giving Harry
his first blow job, she looked at his blissful face, smiled, “I’m so happy you enjoyed it, Harry.
You really taste wonderful, better than anyone!”

Harry groaned, both with pleasure and annoyance. He sighed, “How many other ‘anyones’ were
there, Ginny?”

She blushed, “Not, not all that many, Harry, honest, only a couple dozen.”

Harry asked, “Is that a couple dozen men or a couple dozen times?”

She answered, with a slight tinge of annoyance, “Men, Harry. I don’t really remember how many
times. You don’t approve?”

Harry grabbed her, kissed her passionately, “Well, no, but I wasn’t part of your life until my sixth
year, not really, so I can’t complain or, or condemn you, Ginny. It was wonderful, really! Can I
maybe return the favor one night?”

She kissed him sweetly, “I’d like that, Harry. I’m sorry I was such a, a wanton before we got
together, Harry, but, well, Hermione told me I should get on with my life after you just ignored
me so much my third year. But, I’ve never stopped loving you and that’s why I never gave up my
virginity. I wanted to give it to you, only you.”

Harry kissed her again, cried, tears in his eyes, “You’re so wonderful, Ginny, I’m sorry I was so
wound up in myself that I couldn’t see your love standing right in front of me. I’m sorry now I
wasted all that time chasing Cho, when I could have had you.”

She kissed him back, got up and told him lovingly, “You always had me, Harry, you only had to
reach out and take me. I’ll see you tomorrow night, my love!”

The next night, Ginny stripped and laid on the bed and gave Harry directions on how to please
her with his mouth. He was a quick learner and had Ginny panting and mewling with release
after only a few minutes. He continued to enjoy her sweet juices and alluring scent for a couple
hours, Ginny writhed with passion and release several more times.

Dressing to leave, she licked her essence from his lips, “You were marvelous, Harry, better than
anyone! I only let a few guys get this far with me, honest. Only Michael, Dean, Justin, Seamus,
Ernie and, er, and Neville.”

Harry had to smirk, “I thought Neville had only taken you to a couple of dances?”

Ginny blushed prettily, “He did, that’s why I liked him so much. He’s in love with Susan Bones
now, so don’t worry about him. I’m done with Dean, Seamus was only once, I lost an Exploding
Snap game to him. Michael is with Cho now, Ernie’s with Hannah, Justin is with, well, Luna,
the last I heard.”

Harry snickered, “Luna and Justin?! I must really be out of the loop! When did THAT happen?”

Ginny said, “Oh, they’ve been good friends for a year and a half now. In fact, yes, that’s a good
idea!”

Harry looked at her quizzically, “What’s a good idea, Ginny?”

She smiled, kissed him, “You’ll find out in a day or two!”
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