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Ginny's Punishment	By : Koolgirl18 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Ginny Views: 101808 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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A/N: Hey everyone! Just like I promised another chapter for today. The italicized parts with the stars next to them are lyrics from Kelly Clarkson’s ‘Addicted’ (I highly advise looking this song up on Youtube and listening to it while reading this fic). Now, I know there are some people who simply aren’t fans of song fics/chapters and I respect that. However, if you don’t read the song lyrics with the fic I feel that you will be very confused as to why Ginny suddenly does what she does in this chapter. However, the story still stands if you don’t want to read it. Totally up to you.

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*It's like you're a drug

It's like you're a demon I can't face down

It's like I'm stuck

It's like I'm running from you all the time

And I know I let you have all the power

It's like the only company I seek is misery all around

Ginny woke up with a gasp, her heart pounding.

She put her hand to her head, noticing that her brow was completely wet.

Ginny slipped out of bed, walking out toward the window of Grimmauld Place. She was facing the side of the house that looked out to the back yard.

Molly Weasley had felt that the backyard was too wild after the Weasley’s had moved in and over the summer had tamed it. Now there was a little path that led out to the woods behind it with flowers blooming beside the path.

Near the house was a little sitting area for everyone, particularly Sirius who needed to get out if not at least to get some fresh air.

Ginny closed her eyes, her mind going over the fifth wet dream she had about Snape. She hated these dreams. They simply reminded her of what she told herself she couldn’t have anymore. To make it worse, the dreams were always pleasurable, no matter what he would do to her in them.

Opening her eyes, Ginny noticed a movement in the yard. Focusing harder on the movement, she saw three huddled figures in their cloaks moving toward the house.

Ginny felt uneasy at the figures. She knew that the house was protected under a charm but she did know that someone like Snape could overcome a complicated magic like that.

She was about to leave the window to inform her parents when the three hooded figures decided to put their hoods down.

And suddenly, Ginny was running toward the front door for a different reason.

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*It's like I'm lost

It's like I'm giving up slowly

It's like you're a ghost that's haunting me

Leave me alone

And I know these voices in my head

Are mine alone

And I know I'll never change my ways

If I don't give you up now

Ginny woke up with a gasp. She quickly opened her eyes and remembered at the last minute that she was not in her regular Grimmauld room. In fact, she was in Harry’s room in his arms.

Tears spilled from her eyes as the dreams played through her head again. She couldn’t believe that even after a night in Harry’s arms, she was still dreaming about him.

It wasn’t as if Harry were a bad lover. In fact, he had actually succeeded in making her come.

But still, it wasn’t passionate and it wasn’t nearly as explosive as her moments with Snape.

Her mind went back to the last argument she had with him.

… maybe shagging Potter for the next few months will show you that he will never be enough for you. I’ve trained your body, Weasley. It is my fine-tuned instrument to play. Anyone else who tries to play it will find that they cannot make you respond the way I can.

Harry shifted behind her, his arm tightening the hold on her waist.

“It feels so good to hold you in my arms again, Gin.”

Ginny willed herself to stop crying. Harry was a good man. It wasn’t his fault he had the world on his shoulders. He needed her and leaving Snape was the best thing for the both of them.

Harry ran his hand down her hip, his hand running over the doe mark.

She could feel him tense behind her.

“What’s this, Gin?” he said, his voice shaking a little.

Ginny forced a laugh.

“Just a mark I got from leaning against a muggle stove when I was a little girl,” Ginny quickly improvised.

Harry let out a relieved laugh.

“Good thing it’s in a spot that no one can see.”

More tears spilled from Ginny’s eyes as she forced her laughing again.

“Yeah, it is.”

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The winter break ended. Molly and Ginny were having a pretty nasty argument. Molly didn’t want her to go back to Hogwarts thanks to Harry disclosing that he had a dream about Ginny and Snape with Death Eaters.

And Arthur, in his typical non-confrontational manner decided to let Molly and Ginny work it out amongst themselves.

Ginny told them that wanted to go back to school and that she refused to let a dream (even if it were a true dream) stop her from finishing up the rest of her year.

Secretly, however, Ginny couldn’t stand being away from Snape any longer. Gods she missed him, missed the way he made her black out from pleasure. He was right, her body was his and only he knew how to play it.

She knew that if she didn’t go back to Hogwarts, she would probably never see him again. And the thought made her heart clench painfully in her chest.

Ginny had to see him again, even if it were only for a few hours.

Unfortunately for Ginny, everyone was backing Molly up on not letting Ginny go back to school for the rest of the year.

Ginny in typical Weasley fashion went to her room and slammed the door. A few hours later, she left Grimmauld Place and called the Knight Bus which dropped her off at Diagon Alley. There, she took her broom to the train station. Thankfully, the train was ready for her when she arrived.

As the train pulled away, the Order popped onto the train platform. She watched them from the window, knowing that she would be back in Grimmauld Place within the next day when they came to get her.

They wouldn’t be able to apparate or even get through the wards on the school grounds until midnight of that night. It was the school’s way of keeping the students safe and the only person who had the authority to lift the wards was the headmaster.

The Hogwarts express was noticeably emptier as Ginny went back to school. Neville and Luna were there but Collin and other muggle born students were missing.

Ginny knew that they were in hiding. She even helped the Order hide a few of them. She was happy that they were at least safe.

Once they were at Hogwarts, Ginny skipped dinner and went straight to her room. She knew she didn’t have much time before she was taken by the Order—Harry in particular.

She waited until midnight, where she snuck out of the common room and over to the Headmaster’s office.

*It's like I can't breathe

It's like I can't see anything

Nothing but you

I'm addicted to you

It's like I can't think

Without you interrupting me

In my thoughts

In my dreams

You've taken over me

It's like I'm not me

She didn’t wait for the staircase to magically bring her up. She ran up the stairs, taking two at a time. She door opened automatically for her and she didn’t pause to wonder why the door opened so readily for her.

Ginny ran through the office, ignoring all of the portraits. She quickly made her way through the entrance of his room and into the bedroom.

If she had been paying attention, she would have noticed the slight smirk and the twinkle in Albus Dumbledore’s eyes.

The bedroom was completely dark save for the light of the moon spilling from the window but Ginny could practically feel Snape’s presence. She waited just long enough to let her eyes adjust to the darkness of the room.

He was already in bed.

Ginny found it strange that he was in bed so early as he was usually a night owl but found that she didn’t care about the particulars. All she knew is that she needed him.

She quickly stripped out of her uniform, getting completely naked. Once she did that, she slipped underneath his sheets. His scent filled her nostrils and it took all of her control not to cry at the thought that this would be her last time with him.

Ginny slid in behind his body. He shifted on the bed, turning onto his side and pulling her into his arms. His lips touched hers and Ginny knew that she was lost.

*It's like you're a leech

Sucking the life from me

It's like I can't breathe

Without you inside of me

And I know I let you have all the power

And I realize I'm never gonna quit you over time

Ginny was surprised that he kissed her as hungrily as she kissed him. Their hands and lips were everywhere, touching, pinching, and nipping. Ginny was frustrated by it all. She didn’t need foreplay with Snape. In fact, she stopped needing it quite a long time ago. All she needed was his scent and she was ready to take him.

But Snape seemed intent on touching and tasting every inch of her body. It was almost as if he knew himself that this would probably be the last time he saw her before the final battle or worst yet, ever.

“Please,” Ginny whispered into the darkness.

And she was on her back with his erection rubbing her clit.

Seconds later, he was sliding inside of her.

*I'm hooked on you

I need a fix

I can't take it

Just one more hit

I promise I can deal with it

I'll handle it, quit it

Just one more time

Then that's it

Just a little bit more to get me through this

Ginny arched her back and moaned as the warmth spread through her body. She was already on the brink of her orgasm.

He didn’t ease into his thrusting. He never did.

If anything, he began moving within her at a frenzy pace, faster than what he normally did when he fucked her.

Ginny came over within the first few seconds, her muscle squeezing and clenching him violently.

This didn’t stop Snape. He continued to move within her at a frenzied pace, his mouth covering her nipple and biting down on it.

Ginny dug her nails into his back, her second orgasm approaching her quickly.

“Gods … oh Gods I’m coming again,” she moaned, moving her hips to try and match his pace.

Snape let her breast fall from his mouth and sped up his thrusts.

Her orgasm came quickly and painfully. Her nails dug even deeper into his back as she lost herself in a sea of bliss.

Snape let out a roar and buried his head into her shoulder as his own orgasm hit.

She could feel his warmness shooting into her, filling her with life that would never take root.

The thought that she wouldn’t have his child made the pain of leaving him more intense which only led to confusion.

Ginny pushed the sudden thought and sadness away and focused on holding him tightly to her.

“They are here,” he finally whispered into her ear after a long moment of silence.

More tears spilled from Ginny’s eyes but she knew what she had to do.

Loosening her grip on him, Ginny got out of bed. She put on her clothing in silence.

She looked back at him one last time.

Snape was staring back at her, his face blank.

Ginny didn’t bother wiping the tears that spilled from her eyes.

“You were right … I’m your instrument,” she whispered.

She expected him to gloat or to even smirk.

But he didn’t.

Instead he slipped out of bed and made his way over to her.

He ran a pale thumb over her wet cheek.

Ginny knew he was going to kiss her. Despite his blank face his eyes were shinning with an emotion she had never seen before.

She closed her eyes, waiting for the feel of his lips.

And she wasn’t disappointed. The kiss he gave her was tender, warm, and nearly made her melt into a puddle.

He had never kissed her like this before. In fact, it was rare to get kisses from him at all and when he did kiss her it was usually rough and demanding.

This kiss was filled with something she couldn’t quite name—sadness, disappointment, desperation, love?

Finally he pulled away just enough for their lips to barely touch.

“Go,” he whispered.

Ginny closed her eyes and pulled away completely. Without looking back, she left his room.

Once in his office, she walked over to Dumbledore’s portrait.

Dumbledore was there. He didn’t smile at her but there was a twinkle in his eyes.

“All will work out in the end, Ginevra.”

“I hope so, Headmaster.”

“I will see you again one day, Ginevra. Hopefully when that day comes, Voldemort will be dead and you will be happy.”

“Me too. Farewell, Headmaster.”

Ginny left the office, going outside instead of to her common room.

As she expected, Ron, Harry, Remus, Kingsley, Tonks and Hermione were all just about to open the castle door.

Ron grabbed her arm and everyone quickly dragged her from the building.

“Are you a bloody idiot, Gin? You know better than to take a stupid risk that that because of pride. Mum is worried sick about you and dad hasn’t stopped pacing since you left,” he whispered fiercely as they took the long trek to the Hogwarts gates.

Ginny said nothing. She hadn’t even heard what her brother said.

Ron continued to whisper angrily at her until Hermione told him to shut up.

At the gates, Harry was the one to take her into his arms and apparate.

As Ginny felt the small pull in her belly, she couldn’t help but think that despite Harry’s warm hold, she felt nothing but coldness.

A/N: *Kelly Clarkson's 'Addicted'
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