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My Best Mate's Sister	By : lumiere Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Ginny Views: 58092 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Harry awoke to Ginny’s sweet voice cooing his name softly in his ear. “Harry? Harry, darling wake up we need to leave soon”. He opened his eyes, and there she was, perched on the edge of his bed in jeans and a tiny low-cut white shirt that made her eyes look an even bigger and brighter blue than usual. She took his breath away. She always did, no matter what she was wearing, or how she had done her hair...she was just stunning. “What are you doing? Come on you’ve got to get up, you’ve already missed breakfast, and we’re leaving for Diagon Alley in twenty minutes. Mum’s going crazy.” Even while chastising him, she had that sweet, seductive smile on her face that melted his heart. He sat up suddenly, grabbed her waist with one hand, buried the other in her hair, and pulled her down on the bed on top of him, making her giggle. She was just leaning down to meet his lips in a kiss, when they heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Harry groaned with frustration as Ginny quickly pulled out of his arms, jumped up and started heading toward the door.

It had been like this ever since that night at the party; stolen, fleeting moments that always ended too soon. There were just too many people at the burrow all the time, it was impossible to get the youngest member alone without being noticed, and it was driving him crazy. He needed to be with her; to hold her, kiss her...and perhaps do a few select other things that he’d been dreaming about quite a lot lately... He could end it. All he had to do was tell Ron. How mad could he be?

As Harry contemplated that thought, Ron himself burst through the door “Harry, what are you doing still in bed? Mom said...” he then noticed Ginny. “What are you doing in here?” Immediately, Harry knew that it would be a miracle if he ever got up the courage to tell Ron the truth; if he did Ron would hate him...and probably give him a pair of black eyes...

“I was just doing the same thing as you; trying to wake him up, but I see you’ve got it sorted” said Ginny on her way out of the room. Clearly she hadn’t been having the same internal hurricane of thoughts. Ron turned back to Harry, and continued chastising him about being late as Harry got out of bed and started dressing. Half an hour later the entire family, including Harry and Hermione stood at the Weasley fireplace, and one by one travelled by floo powder to Diagon Alley.

The afternoon passed rather unremarkably. He went from shop to shop with Ron and Hermione, while Ginny was with her parents. Every once in a while, however, they would all end up in the same place at the same time, and he would see her, and his heart would stop, and the world would disappear, and he would begin, once again, to contemplate telling everyone about his feelings for her...but soon they would all move on, and things would go back to normal. When they got to Flourish and Blott’s they all bought their school books, and Hermione decided that she wanted to continue looking for some pleasure reading books. Ron elected to stay with her while Harry ran over to pick up some treats for Hedwig.

He was just comparing two brands of treats when Mr. and Mrs. Weasley walked in with Ginny. They saw Harry, walked over and told him that they were just going to look at the prices on some owls so they could save to buy one for Ron’s birthday. They all went to take a look, and after discussing some of the different breeds, Ginny turned towards him and said “Harry, have you gone to look at the broomsticks yet?” Harry admitted that he hadn’t, and Ginny asked if she could come along. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley agreed to the plan, and said that they would find Ron and Hermione and let them know, and that everyone was to meet at the Leaky Cauldron in one hour.

One hour. Alone with Ginny. Harry raced to the counter and bought both packs of treats that he had been comparing, and followed her out of the store. He followed her down the alley, and into the broomstick shop. Once they were inside, Ginny stopped and twirled to face him. They stood there like that for a while, then Harry finally found his voice and said “What are we doing here?”, to which Ginny responded “I have no idea”, then grabbed his hand, led him back out of the shop, and further down the alley. They kept on walking, past Knockturn alley, and into a smaller back alley that ended in a fence and a garbage dumpster, in between a small, unpopular pub and a closed down shop. He barely had time to register all of this however, before Ginny had him pushed up against the brick wall, and her lips pressed against his. He wrapped his arms around her, and pulled her closer, closing his eyes and slipping his tongue into her mouth. She moaned softly and leaned into his embrace, pressing her entire body to his so that he could feel the swells of her breasts pressing against his chest and her hips pressing into his. He could feel himself start to go hard and, for the first time with Ginny did nothing to try to suppress it.

This is the way he wished it could always be...but before long it would be over, and he would have to go back to pretending that she was nothing to him...Ginny slid her hand up his shirt, gently tracing the edges of his abs, interrupting his thoughts and making him chuckle, breaking their kiss. Ginny smiled a little at that and took his bottom lip in her mouth alternately sucking, licking and nibbling it while continuing to trace his abs, driving him wild. He pulled his lip from her mouth, and took her whole mouth once again in a violently passionate kiss, pulling her even closer, forcing her hand from up his shirt to around his neck, and her feet off of the ground. He pushed away from the wall and spun around so that Ginny was pressed against it instead. She wrapped her legs around his waist and with them pulled his hips closer to hers.

Ginny started moving her hips, rubbing up and down against him making him harder. He pressed his body closer to hers, angling his hips so that when she moved he would feel as much friction as possible. Ginny groaned and deepened their kiss, exploring his whole mouth with her tongue. They went on like that for what seemed like a small, blissful eternity where their mouths, their hips, their entire bodies were fused together. Harry was getting harder and harder with every movement of Ginny’s hips and as he got harder he got more and more frustrated. He just couldn’t seem to get her close enough, no matter how hard he pressed himself against her. Harry was just considering how to solve this issue when Ginny did it for him. She broke their kiss, gasping for air, and pulled off his shirt, barely giving him time to register what was happening before removing her legs from around his waist, reaching down, unbuttoning his pants, then shoving her hand down them and stroking his cock through his boxers. YES. That was the friction he needed. God that felt so good! Harry removed his hands from Ginny’s waist, using them instead to brace himself against the wall, while opening his legs, creating an isosceles triangle with the ground, and giving Ginny more room to play.

“Wow, I didn’t realize that you’d gotten so hard already” she said, smiling playfully up at him. He grinned, leaned down to her ear and whispered “I can’t help it, I’ve been thinking about this for days... you have this affect on me...” She interrupted his thought by moving her hand from outside of his boxers to the inside, pulling his cock out with one hand and pushing his boxers down with the other. Once she had all of him out and standing at attention, she lightly traced her index finger up the underside, starting at the base, and finishing with a maddening spiral around the tip. Harry moaned softly, giving up all further communication and settling instead on nibbling at the outside of Ginny’s ear, surprising her into a giggle.

She grasped the base of his shaft with three fingers from both hands, and started lightly twisting them in opposite directions while slowly moving up his penis to the head, creating a sensation that felt so amazing that he thought that he would come right then, only just being able to control himself by focusing intently on sucking on Ginny’s neck. “Merlin’s Balls” she gasped, taking a firmer grasp on his shaft while tilting her head back, begging for more. Instead, he moved his head away from her neck, and whipped off her shirt, grabbing her wrists, pinning them against the wall behind her and burying his face in her breasts, inhaling her signature scent of apples and rose water.

He kicked off his pants and underwear, which were now around his ankles, unhooked her bra with one hand and undid her pants with the other. “Wow you’re good” she muttered. “Thanks for noticing” he chuckled back, before taking her mouth in a kiss, sliding her pants down, and slipping his hand into the front of her panties, rubbing her already damp pussy, making her throw her head back and sigh. “It’s my turn now” he whispered against her throat, his kisses getting lower and lower ‘till he was kissing first her left breast, then her right, slowly alternating between them, getting closer and closer to her nipples, all the while stroking her now sopping wet pussy. Ginny started to move her hips again, grinding into his fingers, beckoning them lower, deeper.

Instead of doing what she wanted though, Harry moved his hand higher, focusing on her clitoris, rubbing gently at first, then harder and faster, until she was gasping and thrusting her hips, her hands buried in his hair and her eyes closed in ecstasy. He kept going like that until he felt her muscles beginning to clench as she started to peak, then he quickly removed his hand, and brought both hands and his mouth to her breasts, tantalizing them with licks and nips, enticing a groan of frustration from Ginny, whose hips were still thrusting, desperate for the friction he took.

“Please...” she whispered. He froze, lifting his head, and looking into her passion-crazed eyes. “What was that?” he asked. “Please Harry...” she said louder this time, “Please! I need...I need...God Harry PLEASE!”. She practically yelled this last plea, hips still swaying. With this he knelt, pushed her legs farther apart, and took one, devastating lick of her pussy. Ginny went wild, throwing her head back and moaning, hips bucking wildly. He wrapped his arms around her, hands pressing her lower back, keeping her relatively still as he continued. He started by licking the outer lips of her pussy, up one side, down the other, then went straight to her clit, licking and sucking it until Ginny was shaking with pleasure, so close to the edge.

But he wouldn’t let her go over, not yet. He moved his mouth down farther, until he found her opening, and licked around the edge a little bit before slipping his tongue inside. He moved it rhythmically in and out a couple of times, then went back to sucking her clit for a couple seconds, then straight back to entering her... after only a minute, Ginny came, muscles clenching all around Harry’s mouth and under his hands. Her back arched, her head was thrown back and she cried out, face towards the sky. Her hands clutched his arms, nails digging in.

Harry’s erection jerked bolt upright at the sight, touching his abdomen, but all he could do was kneel there, staring at her. She was so goddamn beautiful, especially now; in passion, in ecstasy... ecstasy that he had caused.

Ginny gained control again, and looked down at Harry, seeing his lustful stare...and the tower that was currently standing in between his legs. She smiled, and pulled him up by the still-firm grasp that she had on his arms. Her arms circled his waist, and she began to kneel down, presumably to return the favour, but Harry caught her “no...don’t” he whispered. Seeing the confusion on her face, he took her hand, and placed it on his cock, then reached down, and slipped his own finger into her still sopping pussy, making her gasp, and a look of understanding crossed her face. She stroked his member, and played with his balls while he fingered her. Both went slowly at first, then got increasingly faster, and before long, they both came.

When they were finished, Harry took her in one last passionate embrace, before they reluctantly dressed, and headed back up Diagon Alley. When they got to the Leaky Cauldron, they were the first ones there, and were 10 minutes early, so they got a coffee, sat at a small table, and talked...about nothing really...just talked. That was the best part about Ginny, you didn’t have to think, or try to impress her; it was just natural. Now, if only he could get up enough courage to tell Ron... soon, he promised himself. He’d tell Ron soon.
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