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The Egg Hunt	By : dweek Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 17544 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N- So if I am honest I really meant to get you guys this chapter a lot sooner than this. I am very sorry for the delay. On a brighter note the third chapter is already in the editing stage so that should be back to you in a few days! As always thanks to my wonderful beta Eclectic Pet, who helps me make my stories better and easier to read every chapter!

It was only five minutes into the contest when Ginny and Neville found the first Lavender egg. It was the size of Ginny’s palm and decorated in shiny lavender gems, with a single black gem on the top.
“What do you think is inside?” Neville asked with a rather nervous voice.
“With the twins there is only one way of knowing.” Ginny answered and held her breath as she pushed on the black gem. The egg started to spin in her hand, slowly at first, then more quickly. It opened like a blooming flower to reveal two small vials of potion within as well as a small note.
“What do we do with those?” Neville asked sounding even more nervous than he had with his previous question.
“Within the egg find pink and blue, one for me and one for you. Me drinks pink you drinks blue, then we both will know what to do.” Ginny read the note before she looked down at the pink and blue bottles.
“Do you think it is safe?” Neville asked as he held up the two bottles to look at.
“I’m sure it’s some kind of prank, but they said we wouldn’t be able to move on without doing the task.” Ginny told him with a frown. “I think since I read the note I’m ‘me’, so give me the pink one.” She said holding out her hand.
Neville shrugged doing as she asked before he looked to the blue bottle. “Well, if this is what we have to do to get through this maze, then… bottoms up.” He said and uncorked his bottle. He waited for Ginny to do the same so they could both drink the potions together.
They sat there looking at one another for a long moment without blinking. “Do you feel any different?” Ginny asked finally as they had expected something to happen.
“Not really. My nose itches; do you think it has anything to do with the potion?” He asked before scratching the itch.
“More than likely not.” Ginny told him and shook her head. “I don’t get it, what was the potion supposed to do?” She asked and looked down at the egg in her hand as if she was asking it. She suddenly realized the egg had changed, or at least it looked different to her. “Is the egg glowing?” She asked Neville and looked up to him.
Neville frowned and shook his head. “No, but there is a spot in the hedge over there, that is.” he told her and pointed to the wall of green.
“It’s a lock and key maybe?” She asked and walked over to where he was pointing. “Only I can see the key and only you can see the lock. So we have to work together to get to the next part of the maze.”
“That makes sense, let’s see if it works!” Neville said excited to have been useful and the first task not to have been some sort of trick.
“Well here’s the egg; can you put it in the exact spot that’s glowing?” She asked as she handed over their first egg.
Neville nodded and took it, placing it in the glowing circle to see what would happen. When he let go of the egg the branches started to move away from it as if they were doing the opposite of growing. The egg hovered in the air until there was a full new archway, then it dropped to the ground and once again looked normal to them both. The archway bloomed with flowers to make it look exactly like the one they had entered the maze through.
On the other side of the archway was a table full of delicious items that Mrs. Weasley had obviously cooked for the teams to enjoy that day.
“Breakfast!” They both said at once and took a seat at the table to dig in. They had been hungrier than they thought and both devoured the food in front of them. Before they really noticed, the plates and platters were empty.
Sucking on her fingers Ginny looked over at Neville. She was still hungry for something, but she couldn’t place what. It wasn’t really a need for food she was feeling; it was a need for something else.
“Ginny? Are you okay?” Neville asked, as he wasn’t sure what that look in Ginny’s eyes meant. He wanted to please her, but at the same time, she was frightening him slightly.
“I’m not done yet…” She told him as if that was the answer to his question. “Are you done?” She asked as she slowly got to her feet.
“Something is wrong.” Neville said as he looked over all the empty food plates. “How could we eat this much?”
“I think we are going to need the energy.” Ginny said as she stood over him looking down into his eyes.
When he looked up to her it was not Ginny that he saw, but something much more base. Neville’s body seemed to react without the permission of his mind. He was looking up at a creature of pure lust, how could he not be excited by that idea.
“Ginny…What’s happening to you?” He asked and moved back in his chair slightly.
“The feast…it was blessed to the season.” She told him as a smirk formed on her lips. “It is time for a virgin sacrifice.” She added and licked her lips before shoving the dishes off the table to get them out of her way. “On the table my virgin.” She ordered.
He blushed at first; embarrassed that she knew such a thing about him. Somehow, he suddenly knew this wasn’t really Ginny he was talking to. The words ‘blessed to the season’ running through his head. “The old gods…” he said in a whisper as he couldn’t help but comply with her commands. “Pan…”
“...must have his virgin.” She told him smiling; her lips twisted up like the god’s he could see behind her eyes.
Her hands moved to her shirt and she pulled it off without care, buttons flew everywhere hitting Neville as she revealed her chest to him. She smiled as she watched him look at her, but said nothing. She kicked off her shoes and quickly removed her jeans and whatever she had had on underneath.
His manhood hardened to a painful level as he looked at her, wild and exposed to him. He sat on the table and moved back so that she could climb onto his legs and straddle him.
With nimble fingers, she undid his belt and slacks tugging them down his legs with a forceful pull. She smiled as his member sprang free from the clothes and leaned forward to lick it. “I have never had a male virgin before.” She told him before sucking the head and running her tongue around in circles.
Neville was sure he would come from her actions; he did not have control when it came to holding himself back. But his peak did not come, only a shiver of pleasure and pain as she tortured him with her wicked mouth.
“Ginny...” He said tightly and it was obviously a plea for mercy.
“You have wanted her for a long while.” The god told him with her voice. The lips now kissing their way up his soft stomach. “You want to know what she feels like when her body is wrapped around yours.”
“But…” Neville started and was silenced by a bite to his stomach.
“No.” She told him as she moved further up his form. “There is nothing but the fulfillment of passion.”
“You’re not…” he started again but this time was silenced by the feel of Ginny’s body moving onto his erection.
“I am her, she wants this. She needs to find release.” Pan said groaning at the feeling of slowly being filled. “I want this.” She gasped and rolled her hips slightly. “I need it.”
“Oh Ginny!” He gasped and his hands moved to her thighs. Everything felt so good, she felt so very good; he couldn’t understand why it still hadn’t become too much for him. How was he able to feel so much without coming too soon?
“That’s it my virgin.” She purred as she started to ride him slowly at first. Ginny herself did not have a lot of experience with sex, and it was painful to start, but it was becoming better and better.
“You’ll be hard until I am done with you.” She told him as her movements became faster. “You are my virgin, I own your cock.”
Her words clicked inside his head. The magic of the god was keeping him from coming too soon. He would not be able to disappoint her, the god wouldn’t allow it. Relief flooded him and he found himself more able to enjoy the moment.
“Yes.” He moaned as she quivered around him.
“Say it.” She ordered as a simper spread across her lips.
“You own my cock.” He gasped wishing to please her.
“Again.” She commanded and gave him a firm slap to the thigh.
“Ginny.” He gasped unable to think for a moment before he felt another sharp spank. “You own my cock.”
“Again virgin.” She demanded now riding him much more roughly.
“Mistress you own my cock.” He whimpered wishing he could find some relief to the pleasure that was building up.
“Three times it is said.” She was gasping on top of him. “Three times makes true forever more.” before screaming out his/her feral pleasure.
Neville’s whole world went white hot as he was finally allowed to come. He tensed in the most painful pleasure of his life, and then there was nothing.
Both Ginny and Neville passed out still connected in the most powerful way.
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