The Holidays Are Here, Part II

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In case you haven\'t noticed, this story is a sequel. If you have not read the first installment, please do so prior to reading this one. Look to the right of the screen to my pen name, \'Othyem\', and click on it. You should know what to do from there.

I will be continuing to write, but my access to the internet will be drastically limited over the next six months or so. Updates will come, but it may be in larger chunks and less frequently.

Chapter One

Being prefects, Ron and Hermione were both quite busy on the Hogwart\'s Express as they traveled back to London. Ginny stared at the empty seats across from her as she lay her head in Harry\'s lap. They both were silent most of the way, saddened that they may not see each other for quite awhile. He stroked her soft red hair as she sighed.

“You know I\'ll end up there. I always do, one way or another.” Harry thought back on all the previous summer holidays, and the good times that he had with the Weasley family. There was only one particular summer when he hadn\'t gone, when he had run away from the Dursley\'s.

Hermione would pop in now and again, briefly to see if Ron had by chance been there. This was not the ideal last day with him that she had imagined. She wanted to lay her head in Ron\'s lap as Ginny was doing with Harry. She needed to be near him, but had to be content with stolen glances and blown kisses to one another here and there. They had crossed paths a few times, but never while they were alone and out of sight from anybody.

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Entering the train station, Arthur and Molly Weasley saw Ron, Ginny, Harry and Hermione as all four emerged from the train on the far end of the platform. Molly waved to them, but was distracted by Arthur. “They haven\'t noticed we\'re here yet, dear. No sense in waving yet.”

“I know,” she said, looking at him, “but I just get so excited every time we come down to pick them up.” Arthur stopped in his tracks, grabbing her arm. “Shh, stop. Maybe we should wait a bit.” He subtly pointed her attention in the kids\' direction. She turned to see a different farewell exchanged between Ron and Hermione this year. Her heart swelled with pride, as did Arthur\'s.

“Would you look at that, Molly. Ron seems to be in love finally, and he just so happened to get the smartest one of the lot.” Then he squinted as if he couldn\'t believe his eyes. He saw Harry kissing Ginny! “What on earth does he think he\'s doing?”

Molly scolded her husband for his double standard. “Our boys aren\'t the only ones allowed to fall in love, you know,” she said, looking on as her heart swelled. “And Harry\'s such a nice boy. You should be glad it\'s not someone else.”

Arthur walked with a slightly quicker pace than normal, Molly almost jogging to keep up. “Arthur,” she scolded, “don\'t you dare embarrass her in front of him or I\'ll-” she stopped as the kids turned to greet them. “Well hello Hermione, dear!” She hugged her tightly before turning to Harry, greeting him as well.

Arthur shook Ron\'s hand, then Harry\'s. “Hello boys, have a good year?” His attention remained on Harry.
“Yes sir, but I\'m glad summer is finally here.”

“I suppose this mea-” Molly shot a glare at her husband. He knew he had to choose his words carefully. “I suppose we\'ll be seeing quite a bit of you over the holiday, then?”

Harry sensed an undertone in Mr. Weasley\'s voice, and was worried that he may have been seen kissing Ginny a moment ago. “If that would be alright with you, Sir,” he turned to Ginny\'s mum as he continued. “and Mrs. Weasley, of course. I don\'t know how long I\'ll be able to stay sane at my aunt and uncle\'s house.” He forced a sarcastic smile.

Molly forced her way between Arthur and Harry, and smiled brightly, taking Harry by the shoulders. “Any time you like dear.” Digging through her bag, she continued. “Have you got your own floo powder? Well, take this anyway, just in case.” She handed him a small pouch of the powder. “Just send us an owl, so I can prepare a bed for you.”

“In Ron\'s room, of course.” Arthur added. Molly smacked him on his arm, and rolled her eyes. Harry\'s suspicion was just confirmed. He knew that he had been caught kissing their daughter. “Mr. Weasley, I don\'t suppose...well, what I mean to say is...” he looked around the platform for a moment. “May I have a moment with you in private?” For the first time in his life, Harry was truly frightened by Mr. Weasley.

They took a few steps away before Harry started, his words flying so quickly that Arthur almost couldn\'t make sense of it all. “Sir, I know I should have owled, but I wanted to ask you in person, if....” Way to go, Harry. Not the best way to tell him you didn\'t even think about it.

“If what, Harry?”
Harry looked over his shoulder to see the rest of his friends and Mrs. Weasley quickly looking away, hiding their stares. He walked a little further. “If, well, if it would be okay with you, I mean, with your permission, I ...” He didn\'t know how to say it.

“Go on Harry, out with it.” Arthur realized he would have to pull it from the boy.
“Well, you see, Ginny and I, we...I don\'t suppose it would be alright if we, well, it\'s just that...”

Arthur was getting impatient, but he remembered what it was like for him the first time he asked a girls\' father for permission to court her. “Harry, until you can muster up the courage to ask, my answer is no.”

Looking to his feet, his face saddened. “I see. Well, thanks for-”
“Harry,” Arthur interrupted, putting his hands on Harry\'s shoulders. “That\'s supposed to be your cue to ask me if you can date my daughter.”

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Ginny saw her father mouth the word \'No\'. From her point of view, he had his hands on Harry\'s shoulders for another reason. Afraid for Harry, she looked at her mother. “Mum, dad\'s going to choke him, look!”

“Calm down dear, it\'s all right. See, your father wants you to join them.”
“He probably wants to choke me too.” Then she looked to where her father\'s attention now focused. The Dursley\'s were waiting, keeping their distance from the rest of them. “Oh boy.”

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Harry\'s face lit up. “Oh, right. Mr. Weasley, may I have your permission to see her?” Arthur took his hands off Harry\'s shoulders, and looked to Ginny for a moment. Seeing in her expression how afraid she was for Harry just now, he knew she was indeed in love. He turned back to Harry and said, “Yes, you may see her anytime you like,” but he continued with a protective, fatherly voice, “so long as you stay in Ron\'s room at night.”

Harry blushed. “Yes sir, of course sir!”

Arthur looked back to Ginny, who was frozen with fear. He closed his eyes for a moment as he thought This is where our daughter begins to slip away from us. Motioning for her to join them, he opened his eyes to see the Dursley\'s waiting. “It seems our time is up.” He motioned to Harry\'s uncle, who looked none too happy.

They walked back, and Harry shook both Ron and Hermione\'s hands before giving Ginny a long goodbye hug. He didn\'t dare kiss her again in front of her parents, much less his aunt, uncle and cousin. Grabbing his stuff, he said goodbye one final time and walked toward the fury now being shouted in his direction.

“What was that all about? Here we are, kind enough to come get you, and you make us wait!” Vernon snorted in disbelief at Harry. “Dudley\'s got impor-”

He was interrupted (and rudely so, in his opinion), by Ginny calling out to Harry as she ran to him. “Harry, wait!” She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him, not caring who was watching. Harry felt the locket she still wore pressing into him as he dropped everything in his hands to the floor. Hedwig let out an annoyed cry as his perch fell out from under him. His arms free now to embrace her, he returned her kiss passionately.

Petunia gasped at the sight, Dudley snickered at them, and Vernon shouted “Well I never!”

Ginny let go, wiping a tear from her cheek. “I love you Harry Potter.” She held the locket against her chest with both hands. “Above all others, for eternity.” She turned and left, leaving Harry to his his aunt, uncle and cousin.

“She\'s a right little tart,” Vernon said, “making a display out of us like that in public. If I even see her on our street-”
Harry glared at his uncle. “First, she\'s not that kind of girl. Second, don\'t worry about seeing her. I hope you never lay eyes on her again! I\'ll be going to their house if I care to see her.”

“Not if I can help it.” Vernon realized Harry had a new button to push. “The way you\'re behaving, I should lock you up all summer long.”

“Try it.” Harry knew summer was officially here, now that he had his first threat from his uncle. He righted Hedwg\'s cage, apologizing to the owl.

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Feeling the tip press against her skin, she looked down to watch. She had no idea it would be that long, or have such an arc to it. It glistened in the light from the ointment spread all over the surface.

“Are you ready?”

Closing her eyes, she nodded her head, nervous from the anticipation. She only knew a couple of other girls that had done this too, but she still felt the rush of adrenaline surge through her chest as she watched. The stabbing pain came over her quickly, exciting her more than she thought it would. Her nipples stiffened.

“Look at that, I made your nipples hard.”

But she didn\'t look. She was too busy feeling her muscle give way to the penetration. After it was all the way in, she opened her eyes, surprised to find that she had not bled anywhere yet. The initial pain was over, and she only thought about how it may be sore for a few days. She reached down with a hand to feel, but was stopped.

“Don\'t touch it, I\'m not finished.”

She leaned her head back and stared at the ceiling as she felt it slide out, and back through again. Her skin stretched tight around it. She would definitely need a little time to get used to this. Feeling the fingers lightly moving around her navel, she wondered what her boyfriend would think when he found out.

“You wan to look now?”

Neither of them said anything for several moments as they both stared. Finally, the other spoke again. “I told you not to worry about it. See, no blood.”

She let go of her shirt, having pulled it up to her small breasts. She looked down and touched it. “Now we match.” She looked from hers to the one in front of her and touched it as well. Her boyfriend would be surprised, to say the least. “I can\'t believe what we just did.”

“What we did? I did all the work. You just laid there.”

-End Chapter

Curious yet? Me too. I had better get back to writing so I can find out where this is going (Just kidding)! Please review and let me know your thoughts.


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