I walked slowly into the Gryffindor common room, glancing around casually. It wasn't very full, but that wasn't surprising since most students didn't come back here til after dinner. There were only a handful of students scattered about, quietly reading or chatting amongst themselves. My eyes continued to scan the room until they fell on a familiar flash of red hair.
I paused, momentarily startled at the sight. However, a second later I recognized that it wasn't Lilja-it was Ginny Weasley. She was sitting alone on one of the plush couches near the fireplace, leaning forward slightly with a thick charms textbook spread open in her lap. Her long red hair fell down her shoulders, and she looked slightly frustrated, chewing softly on the end of her quill.
I'd been flirting back and forth with Ginny for several weeks already. She was one of the human girls at Hogwarts who openly returned my interest, but for one reason or another, things hadn't progressed very far between us yet. Seeing her now, sitting there by herself, my thoughts turned toward how I'd left things unresolved with Lilja earlier in the Forbidden Forest.
I wasn't consciously looking for someone to fill that space, but I couldn't deny a small part of me was attracted to Ginny even more right now because of that earlier situation.
Deciding to act on that impulse, I moved toward her, my footsteps quiet on the thick carpet beneath me. Ginny didn't notice my approach at first. Her eyes remained firmly fixed on the book, and she sighed deeply in annoyance.
I stopped directly in front of her, smiling down at her patiently until she glanced up. Recognition immediately sparked in her eyes, and she smiled back warmly.
"Doing some studying, Ginny?" I asked her.
She closed her eyes briefly, letting out another exasperated sigh before looking back up at me. "Trying to, anyway," she admitted with clear frustration in her voice. "I almost flunked my last charms exam, and Professor Flitwick told me I have to do a make-up test tomorrow morning. If I don't pass, he'll owl my parents about it. Mum and Dad would go mental if they found out I failed something."
She leaned back into the couch cushions, tossing her quill onto the open pages of her textbook. Her brown eyes studied my face carefully, embarrassment coloring her cheeks lightly. "Honestly, Harry, I just don't understand why Charms even has written tests to begin with. It's supposed to be about spells, isn't it? I'm great at performing the practical spells-Professor Flitwick himself said I'm one of his top third-year students when it comes to actually casting magic. But writing all this theory and technical stuff down is just ridiculous."
I gave a sympathetic nod, fully understanding her frustration. After a moment of consideration, an idea began forming in my mind. Leaning slightly closer toward her, I lowered my voice to a softer, more intimate tone.
"You know, Ginny, maybe what you really need is some private tutoring," I suggested gently, offering her a warm, inviting smile. "It might help if you studied somewhere quieter, without distractions. My room is always available, and I could easily help you go through the study material step-by-step."
Ginny's eyes widened noticeably at my suggestion, and I saw her cheeks flush even deeper. Her mouth opened slightly as her breath hitched, and a surprised, excited expression spread openly across her face.
"Are you serious, Harry?" she asked breathlessly, her eyes searching mine for confirmation. Her voice had dropped slightly lower, becoming flirtatious. She leaned forward a little, clearly eager and hopeful.
"Absolutely, Ms. Weasley," I responded firmly, my smile growing slightly wider. "Of course, we can spend plenty of time studying Charms together-but perhaps we could start with a little exercise first? Studying goes better when you've burned off some excess energy, and I know a fantastic way for us both to stay in shape."
She stared at me for another second, her eyes sparkling mischievously, before she quickly closed her textbook and set it aside on the couch. Her expression turned openly excited and eager as she rose swiftly to her feet, standing right in front of me. She looked up into my face confidently.
"Fuck yes," Ginny said bluntly, her voice bold and decisive. "I've been waiting weeks for you to actually do something about all this flirting between us. It's about bloody time you made a real move, Harry."
Her words surprised me a bit-I'd known she was interested, but her confident, forward response was unexpectedly thrilling. Without another word, I extended my hand toward her. Ginny immediately placed her small, warm hand in mine, squeezing it lightly with clear excitement as I guided her away from the couches, across the common room, and up the staircase toward my private room.
The moment we entered, I quickly shut the door behind us, ensuring our privacy. Ginny glanced around curiously, openly admiring the comfortable furnishings, wide bed, and private fireplace. She turned back toward me, smiling in satisfaction.
"Your room is amazing," she complimented genuinely, stepping confidently closer until we stood face-to-face. Her eyes were bright with anticipation, and her breathing had already grown slightly faster with clear excitement. "I've imagined this moment happening so many times, Harry. You have no idea how long I've wanted you."
Her honest words made my pulse quicken, my body responding powerfully as I reached out and wrapped my arms firmly around her slim waist, pulling her close. "I think I have some idea," I told her quietly, my voice low and intense. "Because I've felt exactly the same way about you for quite some time now."
I leaned down, pressing my mouth firmly against hers. Ginny immediately responded, her lips parting eagerly beneath mine as our tongues met. She moaned softly into my mouth, sliding her arms up around my neck and pressing her body fully against me.
As we kissed deeply, I reached beneath Ginny's robes and firmly cupped her breasts, enjoying the way her skin felt warm and smooth in my hands. Her chest wasn't massive-certainly nothing compared to Rias, Fleur, or especially Serafall-but I appreciated the feel of her perky, athletic body all the same. Her figure was lean and tight, muscles subtly toned beneath my exploring fingers. She clearly took great care of herself, and it showed.
She moaned into my mouth as my other hand slipped lower, moving down her back and firmly gripping her toned ass above the thin material of her robes. I squeezed her cheeks, appreciating their firmness and shape. Ginny pressed herself even tighter against my chest, her arms wrapping around my neck to keep our lips sealed together. She tasted sweet and eager, her mouth opening wider, inviting my tongue to explore deeper inside her.
I pulled back slightly and moved my lips downwards, placing warm, deliberate kisses along the side of her slender neck. Ginny sighed loudly, tipping her head to the side, giving me better access as I continued kissing and gently biting her soft skin. My hands moved to the front of her robes and carefully opened them, pulling the top half down off her shoulders.
Her robes slid off smoothly, leaving her upper body bare in front of me. I took a moment to slowly admire her naked torso, noticing the faint dusting of freckles across her shoulders and upper chest. Her breasts were small and firm, her pink nipples already tight and sensitive from my touch. I leaned forward again, capturing one nipple in my mouth, swirling my tongue slowly around the hardening peak. Ginny gasped softly, arching her back slightly toward my mouth.
"Yes... just like that, Harry," she breathed out in clear satisfaction. Her fingers slid into my hair, gently holding me close against her chest as I continued licking and sucking carefully. "I've waited so long for this. Merlin, this feels so bloody good."
"I'm glad you think so, Ginny," I responded quietly, lifting my mouth briefly from her breast before moving immediately to the other one, giving it equal attention. "I can tell how much you take care of yourself. Your body is incredible."
She chuckled breathlessly, stroking my hair encouragingly. "You damn well better appreciate it, Harry. Jasmine, Lavender, Parvati, and those other sluts are all going to be so jealous when they find out I got you first. They've all been talking about trying to get your attention for ages."
"I'm sure you'll enjoy rubbing it in their faces," I said with a small smirk, looking up into her flushed, smiling face as I slowly pulled the rest of her robes completely off. They dropped quietly to the floor, leaving Ginny standing in front of me in just a small pair of panties.
For a moment I paused, simply admiring her slender, athletic body. Her legs were lean and shapely, clearly defined from all the time she spent playing Quidditch. Her waist was slim, her stomach toned and smooth. I traced my eyes downward, lingering on the gentle swell of her hips and the thin cotton fabric of her panties, which hugged her pussy tightly.
Noticing my gaze, Ginny slowly hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and tugged them downward, sliding them carefully down her thighs until they dropped softly onto the floor. I inhaled sharply at the sight of her fully naked body, openly admiring the neatly trimmed patch of ginger pubic hair visible between her toned legs.
"I love that the carpet matches the drapes," I said, my voice clearly appreciative. Ginny immediately blushed, her cheeks coloring deeper pink, but she looked pleased by my comment all the same. I stepped closer, brushing my fingertips lightly across her bare hip. "Ginny, you're even more beautiful than I'd imagined," I told her honestly, running my fingers lightly along her sides, feeling the subtle definition of her muscles beneath my touch. "I'm very glad we finally got to this point."
She laughed softly, sounding pleased by my words. "Damn right, I'm beautiful," she responded confidently, turning slowly away from me. She made sure I had a perfect view of her tight, round ass swaying back and forth enticingly as she moved.
My breathing grew heavier, my cock throbbing impatiently beneath the thin fabric of my boxers as she stopped beside my mattress.
Ginny placed both hands flat upon the bed, deliberately arching her back and sticking her perfect, firm ass out toward me. She glanced over her shoulder, eyes heavy with clear desire, and swayed her hips slowly from side to side, deliberately teasing me.
"Well, Harry?" she asked playfully, slowly swaying her hips from side to side in obvious invitation. "Are you just going to stand there staring at me all day, or are you planning to actually do something with me? I'm right here, waiting for you."
I stripped quickly, tossing aside my remaining clothing, standing fully naked behind her in just seconds. My cock was already fully erect, throbbing noticeably and standing stiffly upright, evidence of my strong desire for her.
Ginny glanced downward, eyes widening noticeably in surprise and excitement when she saw my cock clearly for the first time. "Wow," she murmured appreciatively, her voice sounding impressed and eager. "Merlin, Harry. I had heard rumors you were impressive, but seeing it for real... that's something else."
Feeling extremely aroused, I stepped forward until I was directly behind her, placing both hands firmly onto her toned ass cheeks. I squeezed gently, enjoying the way her firm flesh filled my palms. My fingers slowly traced along the curves of her hips, then slid upwards along her lower back, appreciating the smoothness of her skin.
I gently spread Ginny's firm, shapely ass cheeks apart with both hands, taking my time to truly appreciate every intimate detail she was offering. My eyes carefully traced the tight, inviting ring of her cute asshole before moving lower, drawn to the glistening pink lips of her pussy. She was already visibly aroused, moisture gathering between her folds, wetting her inner thighs as I lightly ran a finger along her slit.
Ginny gasped softly beneath my touch, a subtle shiver traveling along her slender back. Goosebumps appeared visibly across her flawless, lightly freckled skin, clear evidence of her intense excitement mixed with a hint of nervousness.
My voice was low and gentle as I leaned closer, pressing my cock firmly against her sensitive entrance but holding myself back from entering just yet. "Ginny," I murmured, sliding one hand lovingly along the curve of her hip, stroking the soft, sensitive skin there. "I want you to tell me exactly how you want this. Tell me what you've been fantasizing about since the first time you saw me. Don't be shy-I want every explicit detail."
She moaned softly at my words, arching her hips back insistently, clearly desperate for my cock. Her voice was breathy, almost pleading, as she finally spoke, openly admitting exactly what she wanted from me. "Merlin, Harry-I've dreamed about you every single night since you first visited my home. From the very first moment I saw you, all I could think about was feeling you inside me, stretching me, filling me completely. I want you to take that thick, perfect cock and fuck me until I can't even walk straight afterward. I want you to claim me properly-I don't care if it hurts at first, or if anyone hears us. I just want you."
Her confession ignited a powerful fire deep within me, sending raw desire rushing swiftly through my veins. A primal possessiveness surged forward as I gripped her hips firmly, lining the thick head of my cock carefully against the dripping entrance of her tight pussy. I rubbed myself along her wet folds teasingly, coating myself thoroughly in her slick arousal.
"That's exactly what you're going to get, Ginny," I promised her confidently, my voice deep and filled with quiet authority. "I'm going to fuck you exactly as you deserve. Just remember-you asked for it."
I didn't give her another second to prepare herself. With one smooth, powerful thrust of my hips, I drove myself fully into Ginny's tight, untouched pussy, feeling her warm inner walls stretch tightly around the sudden invasion of my cock.
"Oww-fuck!" Ginny cried out sharply, her body arching dramatically beneath me as the intense sensation overwhelmed her. Her voice trembled slightly, clearly experiencing a mixture of pain and pleasure from my abrupt entry. I knew without a doubt that I'd just taken her virginity, feeling her body tremble beneath me in clear reaction.
I immediately paused, gripping her waist carefully, allowing her a brief moment to adjust. My voice grew concerned, despite my own overpowering lust. "Ginny, are you alright? I can stop for a second if-"
"No," she interrupted firmly, quickly regaining her confidence. Her voice was stubbornly insistent, even though I could hear the faint tremble still lingering in her words. "Don't you dare stop now, Harry Sitri. I want this-I need this. I told you exactly what I want. Fuck the shit out of me! Don't hold back, I want you to ruin me!"
