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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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Ginny, Harry and Arthur levitated down to the ground and began to check on the stunned and
dead Death Eaters. Aurors and Magical Law Enforcers were apparating in, the battle had been
detected and assistance finally sent.

All the Weasleys and their guests were uninjured for the most part. George had been stunned
fairly hard, most everyone had cuts and bruises, Charlie, Fleur and Alicia in particular.

Molly was busy healing the minor injuries, hugged Ginny tightly when she appeared.

She sobbed, “I, I was so worried, Ginny! Harry, what happened!?”

Harry told her briefly of finding Ginny being assaulted by Dean, then the fight on the roof,
leaving out the bits about Snape.

He said to Ginny, “We should go see if Dean’s alive, we at least owe him that much. Terry, too.
Hermione want to come?”

Hermione nodded, Ron trotted along, glaring at Harry and Ginny holding hands.

Harry asked, “So, did you two stop shagging long enough to do any fighting? With Death
Eaters, that is?”

Ron snapped, “Oh, ha, ha, ha, Harry! It is to laugh! I took one down but he managed to
disapparate.”

Hermione smiled, “I had a most pleasant run in with our old Hogwarts classmate, Draco!”

Ginny snarled, “Oh, I wish I’d been there! He’d be a ferret now for sure! What did you do to
him, Hermione? Huh, huh!? Make him a ‘mudblood?’ Turn his hair brown!?”

Hermione giggled, even Ron smiled, as she answered, “Oh, nothing that cruel, Ginny. Ron was
holding off Crabbe and Goyle and Draco comes up to me and says, ‘You’re mine, Mudblood!’
So I ask back, ‘I’m your what, Malfoy? I’ll tell you what! Your worst nightmare! Impotentio!’”

Ginny gasped, “You, you didn’t!? He’s impotent now?!”

Hermione sighed, “No, he managed to dodge it, but Goyle is. I doubt he ever used it anyway.
Pureblood or not, I don’t think even Pansy would ever sink that low. Anyway, Draco jumps on
me, pins my arms and forces his knee between my legs. And then he sneers, ‘Ah, your virginity
is mine, you muggle trash!’”

Harry snickered, “The Slytherin sex god didn’t know you’d been popped!?”

Hermione blushed, “You didn’t either, Harry! He had just as much on his mind, trying to kill
Dumbledore, as you did trying to figure out how to kill Voldemort! Anyway, I told him, ‘You’re
way too late for that, Malfoy, my cherry is long gone! I can give you a dose of clap if you’d
like! I just discovered it this morning!’”

Ron gasped, “Hermione!? Harry, you bastard! You gave MY girl the clap!?”

Hermione rolled her eyes, snapped, “Oh, for Merlin’s sake, Ron! I don’t have the clap! I just
said it to startled dear old Draco. Well, it did and then I kneed him in the balls! His interest in
raping me ‘deflated’ I guess you could say. Oh, dear, it doesn’t look like we can do much for
poor Dean!”

Dean Thomas’ body lay broken under Ginny’s window, his head at an extreme angle from his
body.

Ginny sniffled, “I, I really didn’t mean to kill him, I was just so enraged that he tried to rape
me!”

Harry hugged her, “Well, he apparently joined the Death Eaters, probably just for that reason.
Let’s see...”

Harry rolled up the sleeve of Dean’s robe, nodded, “Yep, he’s got the Dark Mark! Is that Boot
over there moaning? Maybe he’s still alive enough to question!”

They found Terry Boot with two broken legs and several broken ribs but he was going to
survive. Hermione put an anti-apparation spell on him and they levitated him back to the kitchen
to be sent to St. Mungo’s under arrest.

On the way, Harry asked him, “So, Terry, you wanted to rape Ginny too?”

Terry was silent, Harry grabbed Terry’s toe, wiggled his foot and made him scream in pain.

Harry glowered, “I’d like an answer, Terry. You were in the D.A., what happened to you!?”

Terry gasped out, “I, well, Ginny turned down my offer to deflower her! Said she wanted to give
it to you! I figured you were queer, Harry, you never seemed that interested in women, except
for that cunt, Cho! She’s not that great a shag, by the way. Dean wanted Ginny too, and Draco
promised he’d include us in the raid on the Burrow so we could have her. Why wouldn’t you
give me your cherry, Ginny?”

Ginny snapped, “Because I’m saving it for Harry, you dipshit! You and Dean, you never
listened! The nice guys like Justin and Neville and Ernie backed off! But, no, you kept trying to
pull me into broom cupboards! If I was going to give you my virginity, I sure as hell wouldn’t
have given it to you standing up with one of Filch’s brooms up my ass!”

Even Ron chuckled at that, Boot was not very bright apparently. Even Ron knew that witches
liked comfort their first time. Not that he’d had the opportunity to do so to anyone! Lavender
wanted a ‘commitment,’ Ron just wanted sex. He thought for sure he’d get Hermione’s cherry
but when she finally consented to have sex with him, he discovered that someone else had
already plucked his prize, but she refused to say who.

The next morning, Harry demanded that they all go to 12 Grimmauld Place, the Death Eaters
couldn’t attack them there. Now that the house was Harry’s, he had become secret keeper and
since HE hadn’t given Snape permission to enter or told him where it was, Snape could no
longer guide Death Eaters there.

Harry had wanted just Ron, Hermione and Ginny with him at first, but her parents and all her
brothers insisted on coming along with their partners.

Once there, the portrait of Mrs. Black had screamed, “Filth! Blood Traitors! Excrement!
Begone!”

Harry addressed the portrait, “Mrs. Black, I am Harry Potter, new owner of Grimmauld Place. If
you don’t put a cork in it, I will use you as kindling in the fireplace.” That shut the old bitch up
so there was a little more peace in the house.

Molly and Arthur dropped off several items and told the rest of them, “We’re staying at
Hogwarts with Minerva tonight! She’ll bring your school letters tomorrow. We’ll all be back
for your party tomorrow, Ginny, never fear!” They hugged their daughter goodbye and flooed to
Hogwarts.

Charlie was smiling, Katie had flooed in with them, said she’d give Charlie another chance to
prove he could be a ‘gentleman,’ not a caveman.

Harry selected the master suite for him and Ginny and immediately Fred intervened, “I don’t
bloody well think so, Potter!! Ginny, you’re staying on the 3^rd floor, in the room next to me and
Angie! Potter, you sleep in the parlor on the couch!”

Harry flared, “I don’t fucking think so, Fred! In case you’ve forgotten, I own Grimmauld Place
now and I decide who sleeps where! Don’t presume to give me orders in my own house!”

George grabbed Ginny’s hand, “Then we’ll apparate her back to the shop with us! She ain’t
sleeping with you, Potter, no way, no how!”

Ginny threatened, pointing her wand, “I can make bats come out of orifices other than your nose,
you two! I am not going anywhere with any of you! If you don’t let my hand go, George, so
help me I’ll make them pterodactyls instead of bats!!” George quickly dropped her hand.

The rest of her brothers backed Fred and George, their partners stayed quiet.

Finally, Harry had screamed, “Alright, you sorry lot of scumbags! Everyone, down to the
parlor!”

He dragged Ginny down with him, summoned seven large mattresses from various bedrooms
and spread them around the parlor floor, moving furniture when necessary. He then cast an
‘imperturbable’ charm on the steps and announced, “Alright, if I don’t get to sleep in private
with my ‘girl,’ no one does!”

Hermione reminded him, “Umm, Harry, the bathrooms are all upstairs!”

Harry summoned a chamber pot, put it in a corner and hung two blankets around it and smirked,
“Consider it practice for when we’re ‘roughing it’ in the field, Hermione!”

Ginny’s brothers muttered various threats and imprecations at Harry who finally yelled in
exasperation, “If you don’t stop whining, I’ll put an ‘imperturbable’ on the frigging kitchen!”

Being cut off from food silenced most of the Weasley boys, to their ‘girls’ smiling amusement.

Harry stood around smirking and giggling as the ‘girls’ steadfastly refused to cook lunch for the
boys.

Angie sniffed at Fred, “I’m a Quidditch star, Fred, not your frigging maid! You want to eat,
cook it yourself! Or get us take away somewhere!”

Harry finally took pity on everyone and went out with Hermione and brought back pizza for
everyone.

As darkness fell, Hermione sat up by candlelight reading, everyone else settled down on their
mattress. Ron whined and begged and Hermione finally put her book down and crawled in next
to him.

The darkness was then broken by Hermione’s voice, snapping, “Get your hand OUT of there,
Ron! Are you frigging nuts?! I’m not shagging you with half a dozen other couples in the same
frigging room!” Harry could picture Ron’s blush as everyone, including him and Ginny,
snickered at Hermione’s putdown.

So, Harry and Ginny found themselves snogging fiercely under the covers. There were enough
other snorts and grunts and giggles to keep them from being interrupted but they knew if they
tried to make love, Ginny’s scream would quickly bring her brothers running.

The clock in the hall chimed midnight, Harry broke off a kiss and smiled, “Happy Birthday, my
redheaded princess!”

She smiled at him, then seized his lips with hers and rolled herself on top of his hard, muscular
body.

As they kissed and fondled each other, now both naked except for Ginny’s tee shirt being pushed
up to her shoulders.

She wept softly on Harry’s chest, “I want you, Harry, I WANT YOU!! It’s not fair! We have to
do it tonight! I just know those, those bastard brothers of mine are plotting something for my
birthday to keep us apart! I don’t care if they hear! You can ‘Avada’ them for all I fucking care!
Harry, I must have you, I must, I MUST!!”

Harry was bursting with love and lust and anticipation as well. He wanted Ginny so, so much.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning lit the room, followed in a few seconds by a tremendous clap of
thunder.

Ginny screamed in alarm, so did several other of the witches!

Bill shouted, “Ginny! Are you alright!? Harry, why did she scream!?”

Ginny yelled back, in anger and frustration, “I screamed because I was startled you worthless
git! Stop bugging me! Stop listening to me, you, you frigging pervert!! Just fuck your wife and
leave me the fuck alone!”

Hermione said, “I was startled too, Bill!”

Penny added, “Me, too!”

Even Fleur admitted, “Moi aussi! Beell, I want you to leesten to me, not, not your zizter! I am
your wife, or ‘ave you forgotten already?! Geenee iz right, you are a pervert!”

The other guys razzed Bill, Ron made a whip cracking sound.

Bill snapped back, “And like you aren’t whipped too, Ickle Ronnikins!? At least Fleur isn’t
telling me to get my hand off her twat! Right, love?”

Fleur snapped, “Guillaume Weasley, remove your ‘and from my pussy, you conard!
Immédiatement!!”

Harry yelled, “Shut the fuck up, everyone! Go to sleep, damn it!”

Another flash, another clap of thunder, more screams. Harry rolled Ginny beneath him and
settled in between her beautiful, strong, lean, freckled thighs, positioned the head of his hard,
aching penis just inside her virgin entrance, barely parting her sweet, soft, wet lips.

She gasped softly, “Harry!? What, what are you doing?! Oh, I want it! But, I’ll scream!”

Harry whispered, “Trust me! I’m going to have to push in all the way at once, Ginny. I know it
will hurt, hurt badly, but it will stop! Trust me, we can do this and still keep it down!”

Another flash and clap, almost every witch screamed, even Ron and Percy screamed.

Fred laughed, “Oh, big, brave Percy! Penny come sleep with me and Angie if you’re scared!”

Ginny was preparing for the pain, swore she would scream as softly as possible. The tip of her
lover’s organ was just inside her tight, virginal sheath, it felt so wonderful already.

Harry was mumbling, there was a flash, Ginny heard him say, “a thousand one, a thousand two,
get ready, Ginny, three, four...”

A tremendous thunderclap burst right over the old mansion, literally shaking it to its foundations.
There were screams, including Ginny’s loud scream of pain into Harry’s mouth as it covered
hers and his long, hard cock split open her virginal womanhood in one quick, hard, painful
stroke!

Ginny writhed, tears leaked from her eyes, she felt like Harry had split her in half, but he was in
her, IN HER, INSIDE HER!! She was no longer a virgin! And, no one had heard!

She whined and whimpered in his ear, as softly as the pain allowed, “Harry, Harry, gods, Harry,
it hurts, it hurts, it hurts so bad. Owwwww!! Oh, gods, Harry!”

He murmured, “Just bear it a few more seconds, there’s more thunder coming. I’ll readjust
myself, enter you again and then, then Ginny, the night is ours! Gods, I love you!”

She managed a smile through all the pain. Her brilliant, handsome, wonderful Harry had figured
out how to make them one, let them experience the ultimate pleasure together, right in the
middle of all six of her overbearing, overprotective gits of brothers!

She whimpered, bit her lips, saw a flash, heard Harry’s soft count end with, “Now, Ginny,
now!!”

More screams as the thunder clapped, Harry pulled back, adjusted her hips, pushed back into her,
his cock just throbbing with unutterable erotic delight.

His mind reeled, “Gods, she is so soft, so wet, so tight, so fucking tight! Gods, oh, gods was it
worth the wait!”

Ginny yelped as she felt more pain as Harry’s long, steely organ cleaved her tender flesh again,
but it quickly subsided and was replaced with the most amazing feelings of pleasure and delight!

She groaned in his ear as softly as her joyous feelings would let her. She wanted to shout with
happiness, but panted softly, “Harreeeeee! Oh, gods, yes, yes, you’re in me, in me at long, long
last! I love you, Harry Potter, I love you more than I can say! Oh, gods, Harry it feels, feels so
good, so wonderful, gods, you’re in me, in me AT LAST!”

Harry kissed her with all the passion and love in his soul, his tears fell on her beautiful face,
dimly lit by the now almost continuous flash of lightning and constant grumble of thunder.

He cried to her, “To think I, I wanted to push you away, keep you ‘safe!’ I was such a fool,
Ginny, I can’t believe you’ve forgiven me, can still love me, love me so much that, that you
actually saved this amazing gift for me! Gods, you feel so good, so soft, so wet, oh, gods, so, so,
SO TIGHT! Yes, push it up on me, yes, oh gods, yes, Ginny!”

Ginny was panting now, felt her no longer virgin vagina getting wetter and wetter with her love
juices, as well as some blood, she imagined. But, the pain was all gone except a small stinging
sensation as Harry’s marvelous, long, stiff, but oh, so soft cock caressed her passage walls,
making them shiver and pulse with love as his hard body stroked and pressed on her sensitive
nub, sending flashes of erotic pleasure pulsing through her.

She felt it start to grow, knew that she was going to have one, an orgasm! And not just any
orgasm, but an orgasm from Harry, her Harry, her lover, her wonderful, marvelous Harry. And
not from his tongue or fingers but from his cock, his huge, hard, magnificent cock!

She moaned in his ear, “More, Harry, gods, it’s so good, so good, so good! When, when can I
cum? I want to scream with pleasure, gods, it’s so, so, SO GOOD! Harry, Harry! Oh, gods,
gods, yes, yes...”

Harry kissed her, mumbled, “One, two, three, now, Ginny, now!”

Ginny concentrated on Harry’s dick stroking her, cried as she heard other girls scream and felt
his mouth cover hers, “HARREEEEEEE!! GODDDDSSSSSS!! YESSSSSSSS!!”

She got her voice under control as the thunderclap died away. Harry was still thrusting in and
out of her with loving intensity. Her heart raced, her breath became ragged, he was ravaging her
and she loved it, loved every second of it!

She whimpered in his ear, “More, more, more, Harry, gods, MORE! It’s so good, so wonderful!
Gods, I want to love you forever and ever and ever! My love, my all, my wonderful, glorious,
fabulous lover! My Harry!”

He kissed her again, felt her beginning to clench as another orgasm built.

He counted down in her mouth and at the thunderclap and the screams, she yelled,
“GODDDDSSSS!! HARRY, OH, YESSSSSSS!!”

Ginny’s incredibly soft and steamy sheath rippled up and down Harry’s engorged tool, making it
and him literally quiver with unimaginably erotic delight! Ginny was everything he had
expected, everything he had hoped for in a lover and infinitely more! She was the most
incredible lover he had ever possessed and no one would ever surpass her because he loved her
and, in the most incredible blessing of the gods, she loved him back!

Harry’s trembling, pulsing, aching rod was demanding that he release his love, but he wanted to
please Ginny forever!

She sensed, she knew he was near.

She panted, “Just, just another minute, my love, my darling, my lover! Almost, I’m almost, I
want, I want us to both explode at the same instant! Gods, Harry, I love you, love you, oh, gods,
gods, gods...”

The thunder roared, Ginny arched and bucked her hips and felt her vagina literally throb with
passion as an orgasm unlike anything she ever dreamed of shook and rocked her lithe, strong
body with unimaginable ecstasy as Harry screamed himself and felt his hot, white liquid love
spurt forth into the depths of the most fantastic witch in the universe, his lover, his Ginny, HIS
GINNY!!

They kept pumping and pushing, kissing and fondling, her arms and legs enfolded him as his
body continued to meld into her flesh, making them one. They wanted the bliss to never end, but
slowly, slowly they descended from the ethereal heights of their passion and began to sense the
real world, the mattress under them, their juices on their organs and thighs and beneath them on
the linens.

Harry stayed in her until he was totally soft but Ginny continued to squeeze his organ in her
gossamer passage until it finally fell out.

They looked into each other’s eyes with total love and passion, kissed softly and warmly.

He reluctantly rolled off her, she cuddled up to his side, flung a leg across his, her arm went
across his chest and pulled his strong, hard body tightly to her compact, soft, yielding frame.

She sighed and said, simply, “I love you, Harry James Potter. Thank you for the most marvelous
gift any witch has ever received. Your love. I love you, Harry, I love you!”

He kissed her, told her softly, “I love you, too, Ginevra Molly Weasley! Your love will keep me
strong and warm no matter where we are. No wizard has ever had the pleasure that your
amazing, beautiful body has gifted me with. I love you, Ginny, I love you so, so much!”

They kissed once more and fell into a blissful sleep, as the other girls smiled and kept screaming
as the lightning flashed and the thunder rolled.
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