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Title: Ginny's
Aria
Author: Trae
Summary: Set sometime early
6th year (HBP). Ginny wanders the library looking for something to
help relieve the stress she is experiencing from not sleeping well
and encounters some unexpected help.
Rating/Warnings: R,
lime, SoloF, Toys
Pairings: Ginny
Feedback: Love
it! Please review! Constructive comments will be considered; flames
will be laughed at.
Beta: Nanaea
Disclaimer: All
characters belong to J.K.R. etc., so on and so forth. I do this
purely for my own enjoyment. I make no money from it, claim no rights
to it, and don't much care for lawyers in general.

**********

Much
of the Hogwarts student body was enjoying the beautiful autumn day,
possibly the last such day before winter would finally come to reside
over the area. Many of the students wandered about, discussing the
upcoming Quidditch match, while others simply lounged about, enjoying
the pleasant autumnal breezes. A few students remained inside,
attempting to complete what studies that they felt were necessary
before they joined their schoolmates outside.

Instead
of what she would usually do on such a sunny autumn day, Ginny was in
the library. She had successfully reached a remote section of the
library without drawing any undue attention to herself, an
achievement made possible by the unusually low number of students
within the building.

Reaching
her destination, Ginny stared at the numerous rows of dust covered
tomes on the shelves in front of her. Sighing, she began her search
in the section dedicated to curative potions and elixirs. After
pulling several of the tomes off the shelf and paging through them,
she realized that she was humming the chorus from the new Weird
Sisters song, I'll Do It Myself.

Shaking her head, Ginny continued her established pattern. Pull the
tome down, page through it, close the tome and replace it on the
shelf before grabbing the next one. This process of searching was
proving to be far more time consuming than she would have liked.

“Nothing
in that one either,” she muttered to herself as she slapped the
covers of another tome together, causing dust to rise up and tickle
her nose. She sneezed as she put the twelfth tome back on the shelf,
nearly throwing herself off balance in the process.

“Bless
you,” drawled a female voice from behind her. Startled, Ginny
spun to face the source of the voice. Before her was a girl with
waist length, dirty blond hair framing a set of high-browed
silvery-blue eyes. The newcomer appeared to be looking dreamily
through a pair of paper spectacles out a window behind Ginny, but
there was only a wall there. Under the girl's arm was a rolled up
magazine, most likely The Quibbler

“Oh. Uh, hi Luna,” Ginny recovered smoothly, she hoped,
“What are you doing in the library?”

“It's a beautiful day out today, isn't it Ginny?”
responded Luna, as if she were having a very different conversation
from the one Ginny was attempting to have with her.

“Um, I suppose it is. So, what are you doing in the library?”

“You know, it will likely be the last really nice day we'll
have this year.”

“Uh, you might be right about that.”

“The wind has a slight chill to it, but the sun is actually
out,” Luna observed.

Ginny was beginning to wonder if the paper spectacles were really
allowing Luna to see through the wall. “Well, I haven't made
it outside yet.”

“I know. You've been searching for something. Are you looking
for a potion for Slughorn's class?” Luna asked.

Surprised by the sudden change in conversational direction, Ginny
wasn't sure how to respond, “Uhh, not exactly.”

“So, what are you looking for?” queried Luna with the
same measured detachment as her earlier statements.

A flush ran to Ginny's cheeks as she tried to stammer out a suitable
response. “I, uh, was just trying to find something to help me
sleep better at night.” She shrugged, as she tried to play it
off casually.

“Oh.” Luna actually appeared to be thinking about the
topic at hand. “Perhaps, Madam Pomfrey could help with
something like that?”

“This isn't something I want to discuss with Madam Pomfrey.”
Recognizing a change in Luna's focus, Ginny decided that she should
expand upon her statement. “It's sort of personal,” she
stated quietly.

“Perhaps some assistance from a friend would help?” Luna
asked. “Or failing that, perhaps I could help you?”

Ginny chuckled in spite of herself. “Perhaps you could
help me find something.”

Luna looked up at the ceiling for a moment, as if she were seeing
something that no one else could see. “So, what are your
symptoms? Do you find it difficult to get to sleep?”

“No, I get to sleep just fine. Just, once I'm asleep, I
frequently wake up due to a dream that has me completely wound up,
and I can't seem to get back to sleep afterward.”

“Hmmm. How about during the day?”

“The day? Fine I suppose for the sleep that I get. I do feel
irritable though.”

“Would you describe yourself as feeling really, um, randy?”

Ginny gaped at Luna, uncertain in how to respond. Certainly she felt
that way, but she wasn't sure if she should admit to it.

“When you wake up at night, was the dream really erotic? Do
you wake up, um, excited?”

Her cheeks blushing nearly deep enough to match her hair, Ginny
nervously stammered at Luna. “I, uhh, I suppose.”

Luna stopped her examination of the ceiling and looked Ginny up and
down, as if gauging something that was imperceptible to most eyes.
“You should do what I do then,” she finally stated before
her gaze shifted again to some point past Ginny.

Ginny brushed a red lock back while she stood staring at Luna.
Several moments passed before she decided that Luna wasn’t
going to say anything further on the topic unless asked. “So,
what do you do?” Ginny asked, barely able to keep her
voice above a whisper.

“Hmm? Oh, I masturbate,” Luna responded as a dreamy smile
spread across her face.

Feeling deflated, Ginny just looked at her for a moment. “I do
that already, but my hand and wrist get awfully tired from all of
that.”

“Then you should try doing it the way I do it.”

“What way is that?” asked Ginny, suddenly concerned that
part of her problem may just be her technique.

“I use my wand,” Luna responded in a hushed tone.

“Excuse
me?” exploded Ginny, a bit louder than she would have liked.

“Most every
night. I sleep very well afterwards,” she responded, the
enthusiasm in her voice very evident.

Taking a deep
breath, Ginny stared at the nodding Luna. “How do you
use your wand?” she asked, nearly dreading the blonde's
response.

Luna stopped and
glanced about. She even looked between the shelves of the
surrounding bookcases, taking quick peeks at the aisles beyond.
Ginny even glanced about, though she was fairly convinced that
whatever it was Luna was looking for, she wasn't going to spot it
anyway. When Luna was satisfied that no one was nearby, she looked
Ginny in the eye for the first time during their conversation. “So,
you haven’t used your wand before?” she asked
incredulously.

Ginny sighed.
“I’ve used my wand. I just can’t imagine how I
could possibly use it in that manner?”

The blond girl
smiled dreamily, as if she remembered something that made her warm.
“Ah. Then you need to learn the charm,” she stated as she
nodded knowingly. Ginny nodded encouragingly as she waited for Luna
to get straight to the point, something she knew happened only
rarely.

Luna drew her
wand. “You’ve got to hold it like this, see?”
Luna held her wand out and gave Ginny the vague impression that she
was one of those orchestra conductors, but she mimicked Luna’s
movements. “Then you say the charm, tremo,” Luna
held onto her vibrating wand firmly.

Ginny repeated the
charm causing her wand to tremble in her hand. “Hmmm.”
She smiled at it, pondering the possibilities as she waved it about
in front of her.

“To make it
go slower, you say tremo tardus. Then for faster, you say
tremo ocius,” Luna grinned at her rapidly vibrating
wand, once again lost in her own thoughts.

The red head
practiced with speeding up and slowing down the vibrations of her
wand. After several cycles, a thought occurred to her. “Uh,
Luna. How do I make it stop?”

“Huh. Oh,
you just say tremo confuto,” she stated as she put away
her wand.

***********

Ginny examined her
dorm room one more time for any hidden occupants, though she knew
that they were all out and about. Finally satisfied that she was
alone, she climbed into her four poster bed, drawing the curtains
closed behind her. She cast a quick silencing charm upon her bed
curtains, just in case anyone happened to enter the dorm room while
she was experimenting. She removed her robe and her panties and sat
in the center of her bed.

With her wand
gripped firmly in hand, she took a deep breath to calm her nerves.
Ginny stared at her wand for a moment before realizing that she was
still holding her breath. She let the air out of her lungs noisily
before taking another deep breath. “Tremo,”
she recited the charm, barely above a whisper.

The wand trembled in the palm of her hand, pulsing, almost as if it
had a life of it's own. She stared at the slender piece of wood for
a moment, contemplating if she should continue with her experiment.
“You don't seem like all that much,” she stated finally.

With a shrug, she laid back, getting comfortable. She spread her
legs apart as she moved her wand down her body, sending the little
bit of wood on it's way to find her nether regions. She felt the
cool surface of the wood graze her warm flesh as it slid through her
pubic hair. She let out a gasp as the tip of the wand found her
pleasure nub and began to elicit an immediate response from her.

She pulled the wand away and caught her breath, amazed by the
intensity of the vibrating wand. “Tremo tardus,”
she managed, deciding that perhaps she needed to back off the speed
of the vibrations before resuming. Without any hesitancy, she drove
the wand directly back to the point she felt needed the most urgent
attention.

The vibrating wand quickly struck a resonant chord within her. She
could feel the vibrations to her very core and could hear the sound
of the reverberations being echoed by her voice.

The single chord quickly grew and multiplied. Creating multiple
notes, first a bar, then an entire orchestra played. The music
swelled and resonated through her body. Her voice attempted to share
the music within, with the outside world. Her moans harmonizing with
the music that only she heard.

She felt the music well up to a crescendo as it rapidly overwhelmed
her, reaching for the finale. The notes of her internal orchestra
began to pummel her mind as she screamed to any divinities that would
listen to her. Unable to take anymore, she pulled the still
vibrating wand away to end the concert.

The music started to ebb, as she gasped for breath.

Finally recovering enough of her senses, she held up her still
pulsing wand. “Wow,” was all she managed. “I can
see why Luna would do that nearly every night.”

Then she smiled as she moved the wand towards her nether regions once
again.

**********

Author’s Notes: Here is my second
story, and it's a prequel to the one I wrote previously. I hope you
enjoyed it.

I have rewritten this story because I didn't really like the way it turned out originally. The pacing was wrong and many of sentences just didn't flow. So, what you see here now, is the rewrite.

~Trae
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