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The Red-headed Queens	By : peaseblossom_dryad Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 3770 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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At that, she awoke, her fingers covered in cum, her own cum. Had she truly just masturbated in her sleep as Draco Malfoy? What sort of twisted, screwed-up world was she living in? Gods only knew what she’d do in Potions today, forced to sit behind the subject of her dreams. Thank gods she’d dropped Divination with Trelawney or she’d be in for all sorts of twisted revelations. And with that, Ginevra collapsed onto her pillow, flooded with tears for her lost innocence.

Ginny sat in her Potions class, tormented by the pale blond head in front of her. Professor Snape swept into the class and scrawled on the board one word: desire. He told the class that the subject of the class would be a draught of desire, one that would enhance any and all passions towards anything. Man, object, or beast. Ginny groaned, lamenting her decision to take fourth-year potions. She could have been sitting beside Colin Creevey, and her other friends, laughing over an insult towards the teacher but she had chosen to be here instead, stuck with the Golden Trio and Malfoy. Dreamy, beautiful Malfoy. Gods, what was she doing! Her panties were soaked and she was afraid that soon there would be a puddle between her legs…

She caught herself moaning aloud as Snape appeared right behind her. She turned the moan into a cough, hoping the dark-haired man hadn’t been paying attention to her. But no, this was not her day. He took 50 points from Gryffindor for daydreaming and told her that she could catch up on her missed work in detention. As he dismissed the class, he shot her a glare and Ginny found herself becoming all hot and bothered again. What was wrong with her! She’d already been through puberty, her body could tell you that but if so, why was she a sniveling child at the hand of all these Slytherin men lately. What she needed was a good shower and some alone time. Instead of going for lunch in the Great Hall, she headed up towards her chambers in the Tower. Luckily no one was around so she locked the bathroom door shut and turned on the hot water.

She stepped into the shower and let the water run down her back. It wasn’t long until her hands drifted up towards her breasts. She was very proud of her breasts. They were nice and firm and her nipples were quite perfect, they knew when to be all hard and pebbly and otherwise, were soft and luscious. She’d never touched herself before, at least not until last night. But gods was she ever randy and in need of a good wank. So she began to experiment. First she tugged on her nipples until they were nice and hard and pink. Then she moved her fingers down towards her wet, red curls. She slipped two fingers inside herself and began to jerk in and out. Then she tried curling her fingers towards the top of her pussy and was hit with a delirious euphoria. It was so wonderful; she almost fell over in the shower. She uncurled her fingers and then did it again. The next time, she tried tugging on a nipple while doing it, and then she added her thumb on her clit, in the perfect spot. After two minutes of that, she began to hallucinate. She pictured that it was Malfoy with his fingers inside of her and Snape sucking on her breasts! But the picture in her mind was not disturbing in the least, in fact, it was quite arousing. The rapid rush of liquid down her legs further proved this as Ginny collapsed in the shower.

However she still had thirty minutes until her next class. There was no way she could finish leave her work undone but what to try? She remembered one of the older girls talking about a nice bit of magic that could be done with a wand, something about transfiguring it to be thicker and feel warmer. Ginny decided to try it out and with a quick transfiguration; she had a disconcertingly real penis in her hands. She began experimenting by putting it in a little ways up her pussy and although the feeling was mildly uncomfortable, it was also incredibly pleasing. She felt filled and only a little stretch. Ginny put it in a little further, being careful not to go far enough as to wear down her virginal barrier. She slid it out and then back in and found that she immensely enjoyed the motion. She repeated it for another few moments and used her other hand to gently massage her clit. Again, she found herself picturing those damned Slytherins! She imagined Snape with his lips around her sensitive nub and Malfoy with his large, creamy cock buried inside her body. With the imagined attention of the two powerful men, Ginny was soon finishing again, letting go of a flood of creamy juices.

As she got out of the shower, she was horrified and yet blissfully happy. She decided that her actions were completely harmless and were therefore safe to continue, provided that she kept her secret to herself. She walked over to her trunk to search for something to wear for the rest of the day. She settled on one of the Weasley special jumpers and pulled it out, ready to pair with some hip-hugging jeans. But as she pulled the jumper out, an envelope fell out, complete with her mother’s seal. She slid the jumper over her head and sat down on the bed with the letter in hand and began to read:

Dearest Ginevra,

I do not know exactly when you will discover this letter but I do hope you do soon. I decided that the secret I am about to share would be much better presented in print where you can read the words over and over to understand. Darling, Arthur is not your birth father. I know you will never believe me but here are the facts: Arthur’s family, similarly to the Malfoys, are cursed with a male-only line however I was not aware of this when we became engaged. Had I been, I would have never been allowed to marry the man. You see Ginny; it is my job to ensure that I produced a female heir. It is necessary for the cause. In order to meet this requirement, I had to create a child with another pureblood family. Arthur was allowed to choose the father, seeing as he is my husband. The man he chose was James Potter. I hope this will explain the closeness you’ve always felt with Harry and the fact that he truly is family. Now Ginny, please do not think I had an affair while with your father, well Arthur. James and I were together once and only once and nine months later you were born. James was able to see you but two months later, he and Lily were killed in the accident. How could I have forgotten about Lily? She was such a sweet woman. She and James knew that they would not have enough time together to have a sibling for Harry so she supported James’ decision. She was only sad that she was not able to see the two of you grow up together. Anyways, I promised myself that I would keep this brief and I will. I was forced to have a daughter because of our family line. We are part of an ancient line of women, the so-called “Flaming Queens.” We are all elemental fire witches and in addition, we are charged with the protection of the Order. I am the leader of the Order of the Phoenix. Mary Magdalene created it shortly after the death of Christ in order to preserve the power of Blood Magic. Our one goal is to protect blood magic and pass the knowledge on to our children. Lily was so close and good to me because she has elemental blood magic in her. That was the only reason that she was able to keep our dear Harry alive. And now that responsibility falls to you. Ginny dear, please take time to digest this and when you have, come and let’s have tea. We will talk, I promise you.

Love,

Molly Elizabeth Weasley

Ginny fell back on her bed, her head spinning with everything she’d learned. Harry Potter was her half-brother? The thought seemed impossible but then, it was true, Lily had the red hair that seemed to be characteristic of her ancestors. And dear, sweet bumbling Arthur was not her birth father but her adopted father, which meant James, her father was dead. Ginny was related to Mary Magdalene, the so-called Catholic Whore but she was a witch? Ginny had elemental fire and blood magic and would be called upon to protect Harry and to continue the traditions of old… What had begun as a casual experimentation in the shower was now forgotten as Ginny tried to digest the impossibility of her inheritance. Her head spun as she found herself falling asleep again on her pillow with tears falling down her face.
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