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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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Ginny woke up from a crazy nightmare. She’d dreamt that she’d received a letter from her mother retelling her parentage, ancestry and duties in life. As her eyes came into focus, she realized that she was still dress in her school clothes, no one of her mum’s famous jumpers and there on the bed was a creamy envelope with the Weasley seal… Ginny screamed and her housemates were immediately surrounding her bed, she laughed and said that it had just been a nightmare but her heart was racing. It hadn’t been a nightmare it was her life.

She looked at her bedside clock and through the haze in her mind remembered her detention with Professor Snape. There was nothing to be done about supper, she’d have to eat later or she’d be late for him and that was the last thing she wanted today.

She ran down the dormitory stairs, waited for a staircase to move and hurried towards the dungeons. She arrived at his class just as the clock struck 8 o’clock and knocked on the door. She waited, knocked again and there was no response. Ginny slowly opened the door and went and took a seat. She got out her parchment and quill and began to write lines, her usual punishment when an icy hand came down on her shoulder.

Ginny jumped nearly a foot in the air and stuttered out a greeting to her professor. He responded to tell her that she would be submitting to a different kind of punishment today. First she would have to brew her draught of desire and she would be joined by an exemplary potions brewer, Draco Malfoy. Ginny had goose bumps all over her body from the way he said his godson’s name and already had a dampness in her panties. Nevertheless, she gathered the ingredients from his storeroom and set up a cauldron to brew the potion. As she began chopping the passion fruit, she was joined by Malfoy. He stood beside her and watched as she worked, making minor corrections and being rather pleasant. Perhaps Harry and his friends had been overestimating the cruelness of Malfoy Jr. She continued to brew until her cauldron was filled with a sweet smelling bright red liquid at which point she called both Snape and Malfoy over to test the draught with her. All three took glasses of the potion and downed them at which point Ginny’s world turned upside down.

The first to move after taking the potion was Snape; he approached and whispered silkily that she’d have a new kind of punishment now, just as he promised. Ginny was immediately compelled to remove her jumper, exposing her barely-there lacy black bra. At that point Malfoy, who had been frozen to the spot, jumped forward and leaned in as if to kiss Ginny. Their lips were about to meet when Malfoy was hit with a stinging hex from none other than Professor Snape. Ginny stood still in shock as she watched the two Slytherins of her dreams duel over her. As far as she was concerned, this potion was by far her favourite. But Ginny didn’t want things getting too out of hand so she cleared her throat causing a pause in the fighting. She told them that instead of trying to duel so only one could have her, there was a far better solution. They could both have her.

That brought them back to her immediately and it was everything she imagined. Malfoy bent her over a desk and began to kiss her heatedly while Snape caressed her pert breasts. Then both men moved a little lower, Malfoy putting his lips to her neck and biting softly causing moans from the besotted girl and kisses from the blond boy. Meanwhile, Snape was laving her taut stomach with his tongue and lips creating a delicious tickling sensation that left Ginny shivering. It was as if the men shared one brain and all their efforts were coordinated to produce the maximum effect. Malfoy then moved his efforts lower to concentrate on her beautiful breasts. He pushed them both towards the centre and took the pebbled nipples in his mouth to suck on. He tugged with his teeth and then released the pressure, lightly swirling his tongue around the sensitive areola. At the same time, Snape had moved his attentions to Ginny’s dark red curls, burying his nose in them and inhaling deeply. He then surrounded Ginny’s sensitive flesh with his lips and darted his tongue along her slit. With his fingers pressuring her clit, he muttered a quick engorgio charm on his tongue and filled her sopping pussy with it. Ginny cried out and moaned loving the attention on her breasts and the feeling of Snape’s tongue inside her. Then they both momentarily stopped and Ginny began to come out of her euphoric haze but then she felt even more filled.

This time it was Malfoy. He’d thrust his giant cock into her pussy and he was moaning with pleasure, as was she. But she wondered where Snape had gone until she heard a whispering behind her. He’d used a lubrication spell to coat his finger and she found herself wondering what the purpose of it was. And then she felt his finger at her little pink rose bud and she sucked in her breath, preparing herself for what was to come. She thought it’d feel unpleasant but with the stimulation her clit was getting and the filled sensation in her groin, a finger in her arse added nothing but pleasure. Snape’s finger and Malfoy’s cock were thrusting in and out in unison and the wet sucking sounds they produced aroused her even further. And then Snape added another finger and the pleasure increased tenfold. She wondered what it’d be like to have a cock in her arse and in her pussy. She was about to voice her query when her question was answered with an unimaginable high. As Snape slid his thick cock into her rosebud, she came immediately, clenching her muscles around both cocks while they continued their merciless pounding. While they fucked her senseless, Snape fondled her breasts and Malfoy bruised her lips. Ginny was in such ecstasy that she’d completely forgotten the initial pain of Malfoy’s entry and the meaning it’d have for her. She was certainly no longer a virgin. As she had that thought, she approached another incredible orgasm and she screamed her lovers’ names and that was all it took to send them over the edge with her. They shot their seed deep into her body and their orgasms lasted for what felt to them like an hour but was in reality all of two minutes. Then they all collapsed senselessly into a heap as the potion wore off.

Snape was the first to stand up and he did it gracefully, brushing unseen specks from his all-black attire as he straightened his cape. He murmured under his breath that he hoped she’d enjoyed her punishment and to get off his desk, she was leaving fingerprints. Malfoy was next and he jumped up in a fright, covered his ripped trousers with his cloak, muttered something about a cold tea and hurried out of the room. Ginny sat where she was for a few minutes, completely and utterly bewildered by what had just happened. She tried to gather her thoughts and found that the only thing to do was to put away the potion ingredients, brush off her jumper and walk back upstairs. As she made her way to the Gryffindor common room, her thoughts turned to her mother’s demand that she protect Harry. Perhaps it was time to act on that letter.

Ginny gave the password (Moldyshorts) to the Fat Lady and stepped through the portrait. Luckily her target was alone at this time of night so she’d be able to have a nice, quiet conversation. As she approached, he cleared a spot on the couch for her and she sat down gracefully. He noticed a little bit of bruising on her neck but Ginny brushed off his concerns with muttered excuses of “Quidditch.” Harry accepted this pretty quickly so they moved onto the next topic of conversation. Ginny asked Harry about what he remembered of his father. Although he was surprised by this sudden interest in his family, Harry was proud to talk about the sacrifices his father and mother had made to save their son. He described in detail his experiences with Quirrel and Voldemort in his first year and Dumbledore’s explanation of Harry’s protection. Harry said that Dumbledore feared that when Voldemort regained power, he would be after Harry’s blood to circumvent Lily’s protective Blood Magic.

As they talked the room began to grow cold and Ginny wished it were warmer. As soon as she’d had the thought, the hearth fire burst into lively flames to keep them warm. Harry looked at Ginny shocked, wondering if the little girl had really been able to conjure fire. He pushed the thought from his mind as talk turned once more to James Potter. Again Ginny wished she’d at least had a chance to know her birth father before he’d died and Harry said that he wished that his father could have known Ginny because he was certain that he would have taken to her. Suddenly a head appeared in the fire, much like Sirius’ however this was not through floo power because James was dead. The head looked similar to Harry and yet bore some of Ginny’s features. It was James Potter and he looked at his two children and said, “I know my child. I love you.” Although Harry did not know the words were aimed at Ginny as well, he felt immediately comforted and yet shocked. How had his father’s head appeared? But that was a concern for another moment. Right now he was overwhelmed with a bittersweet happiness and to his shame, tears began to leak out of his eyes. He looked at Ginny and she simply offered herself as comfort and they fell asleep, curled together.
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