The Department of Mysteries

“It’s nothing. I’ve just never, you know…”

“Wha- Ohh. Well, I still haven’t either,” said Harry, gesturing at the hand towel.

“Oh.”

“Well, um…”

“Do you want me to go?”

“NO!”

“Well, do you want me to join you?”

‘OH MY GOD YES!’ Harry thought immediately. At her last words, a shiver had run up his spine. After discovering his inability to vocalize, Harry just nodded dumbly.

She hesitantly let go of the hand towel. It slid down, off her chest, continuing past kne knees to her feet.

Harry’s eyes blazed a path down her body, then back up to look at her face. She was exquisite, curved in all of the right places, from the peaks of her breasts to the curve of her bum, with a taunt stomach.

As she stepped into the shower, Harry caught her glance down, causing him to smirk. ‘Could she possibly want this as bad as I do? I hope so!’ Excitement flowed through his veins at the thought.

Cautiously, Harry brought his hand to her hip. Nervousness almost overtook him, but was eased when she wrapped her arm around his neck, pulling him closer, tentatively brushing her lips to his. Timidly, Ginny darted out her tongue to graze his lips, slightly surprised when she met his.

As their kiss deepened, Harry became more daring. He started in on her breasts, laving them in his hands. Ginny moaned into his mouth. Gathering courage, Harry trailed a hand down to her parted legs, parting her folds with his finger.

Ginny tore away from their kiss and screamed his name. He felt euphoria at hearing his name on her lips. Encouraged s far farther, Harry slid in, coaxing her to the brink, loving her with his hand, aroused even more by her yips of pleasure.

He leaned forward, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. It was enough to complete the ache inside her, and she came crashing down, pleasure consuming her. She convulsed around his hand.

Harry captured her every last moan in his mouth. He pulled back to look at the bliss etched on her face. She smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck again.

Smiling back, he reached down and picked her up. She hooked her legs around his hips.

“Are you sure?” asked Harry, visibly straining to stall his actions.

In response, Ginny squeezed his hips in an attempt to get closer.

As he eased her down, he whispered, “I love you.”