Picking Wildflowers

Disclaimer: I am NOT J.K. Rowling, and therefore do NOT own Draco (Gorgeous) Malfoy, or Harry (Equally as Gorgeous) Potter. I DO, however, own this plot. Please do not sue, because all I can give you is a stick of sugarfree gum (which i want...MINE!). Enjoy!

Warning: This is Slash (meaning M/M relationships, for you newbies.) And the slash pairing WILL be Draco/Harry. Yes, this story does contain Het, (M/F relationships) such as Harry/Ginny, Ron/Hermione, and a little Draco/Pansy, Harry/Pansy. Don't like? Don't read. Send me a flamer, if you want, but I warned you fair and square about the Slash. If you are one of those ppl that send me a flamer, i will put it on the site so everyone can see how lame you are that you didn't read the Warning.

Beta: I would like to thank my Beta, Dracosdesire, for making sure all of my sentances flow, and that there will be no grammar mistakes...but if there is, let me know and i will be sure to slap her. Thx!

A/N: Yes, this story has a plot. It was meant to. I'm hoping to start a PWP soon, but I'm already in the middle of writing five stories, so give me time! Sheesh... lol jk. If you have any questions or comments about my story, leave me a comment and I'll get back to you as soon as possible...Gosh, I sound just like an answering machine ::makes retarted face:: Ok, so...on with the story!

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(A/N: OMG, I can't believe I forgot this part of my story! I'm soooo sorry for all of this, readers. Please forgive me. This is very important to the Story, so please read.)

Chapter 2: Confusing, In All Sense Of The Word

The next day, Harry and Ginny went to breakfast hand-in-hand. Mrs. Weasley noticed and asked what it was about. Harry spoke up first.

“Mrs. Weasley, I asked Ginny to be my girlfriend last night. She accepted.” he smiled, and leaned down to kiss her full on the lips with her mom watching, to prove it and to show Ginny was happy with him. Mrs. Weasley got teary eyed and came over to him, throwing him into a bone-crushing hug.

“I’m so happy for you. Ginny has dreamed of this you know, Harry. I am sure you have made her very happy.” It was Harry’s Birthday, so she smiled and went back to making his birthday breakfast.

About five minutes later, Ron and Hermione came down, joined at the lips. Hermione pulled away just as they came into view of Mrs. Weasley. They sat down, and Ron noticed Harry and Ginny still holding hands under the table.

“Happy Birthday, Harry!” Ron exclaimed. “Alright. What’s going on, mate? You and Ginny a couple, now are you?” he laughed quietly and when Harry nodded, he went crimson. “No way! Good for you! She has -”

“I know, I know. ‘She has dreamed about this’. I know. I’m just really happy with her. I gave her my pink Hinky-Puff last night and asked then if she would be my girlfriend. After I offered, the only thing she could say was ‘Does the Hinky-Puff have a name?’”

Everyone laughed and enjoyed breakfast after that. Suddenly, an owl came in threw the window, and Harry noticed it as a Hogwarts owl. Through his mind, Harry started talking to the owl.

‘Come here, you.’ Harry said to the pretty barn owl. ‘I’ll take the letter. Have some breakfast, girl.’

Doing as was told, the owl landed in front of Harry, and he immediately started to take off the letter. The owl began to eat Harry’s eggs off his plate.

“Well, what’s it say, Harry?” Ron asked with food in his mouth.

Harry read it twice before repeating it to the Weasley’s. “Well, I don’t know what to make of it…I don’t know if it is a bad thing or a good thing. But, here it is:

‘Harry Potter and The Weasley’s and Company,

Due to recent events, Hogwarts will be opened up a month earlier than expected. This has nothing to do with You-Know-Who, (the paper actually said ‘Voldemort’ but Harry spared the Weasley’s from the name.) but a matter with the Hogwarts Express. It will be needed by the Durmstrang Academy for September, so all students must be at Hogwarts earlier.

The train will leave at two o’clock on Saturday, August first. Please be on it; I don’t think the Whomping Willow can take many more cars. (at this, Harry noticed Ron flush and put his head on the table saying something that sounded like ‘Leave it to Dumbledore to remind them of that.’) If you have yet to go to Diagon Alley, transportation can be made from Hogwarts.

Please also note, that classes will not resume until regular; September second. With these thoughts in mind, have a nice evening and I look forward to seeing you in the great hall for The Sorting. We have a few awards to hand out; it’s looking to be a favorable treat.

Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster.’”

“A whole month at Hogwarts, with no classes!” Ron exclaimed. “This will be great! To bad you guys aren’t coming back, though.” he said to Fred and George, but they just looked at each other and smiled. They left the room after that, to go to their room to - what others could only assume - make more jokes for their shop.

The day progressed rather bluntly. Ron, Fred, Harry, George, and Ginny all played Quidditch for a while, and Hermione read about Ancient Runes.

They had decided, after they received the letter, that Harry was going to have a big Birthday Party at Hogwarts, because of the time off.

Soon, dinner time came around. After dinner, Harry and Ginny were the first to excuse themselves and make their way upstairs.

When they got into the room, Harry performed the two spells again, after telling Mrs. Weasley she wouldn’t have to tell them to go to sleep. He walked to where Ginny was, put his hands on her hips, and pulled her into a tight embrace. He pressed his lips gently to hers and waited to see if she wanted more. Her sharp intake of breath moments later told him ‘yes’.

Once again, he opened his mouth and pressed his tongue to her lips. When the kiss deepened, he picked her up so she was straddling his hips. Harry took here over to the bed, and softly laid her on it. After taking off his shirt and shoes, Harry laid on her and kissed her passionately, breathing in her sweet scent.

Ginny moved to his neck, and kissed it while Harry whispered her name quietly. He was soaking up the embrace, when Ginny stopped her abuse on his neck and laid her head on the pillow, cupping his head in her hands.

“Do you want to go further, Harry?” she purred in his ear. Harry melted this time; he didn’t expect her to say that. He wasn’t a virgin, but he was wanting this pretty badly from the start.

He respected that she was only fifteen, so she probably didn’t want the relationship to increase so fast. But now, well, she obviously wanted it too, right?

“Ginny, I don’t want you to do anything that you might regret later or aren’t ready for.” he said politely. “I don’t want you to think you have to do this for me. I - I can wait you know.” he smiled at her, and she seemed to take this into consideration.

“Harry, I’m ready. And what would I have to regret? I won’t regret any of this,” she said reassuringly. “Even if we don’t work out.” She raised her mouth to his lips once more, and he kissed her for a minute before breaking away.

“You are sure, Ginny?” When she nodded, Harry felt his heart drop. He quickly added, “If I do anything that makes you feel uncomfortable, will you tell me? You won’t hold back your feelings just if it looks like I’m having a good time will you?” She nodded for the first question, and then shook her head ‘No.’ for the last.

Harry kissed her hungrily, and she him. He started to pull her blouse from her skirt she was wearing, and once it came loose, he let his hands explore her stomach, around her breasts and let them fall into place on her back.

Ginny let out a small moan when Harry touched her breasts, even through her bra she could feel the heat from his hands on her soft body. He was straddling her on the bed, and when his hands got to her back, they started fumbling with the bra clasp.

Harry forgot the clasp for a moment, and tried to take off her shirt, needing to feel skin-on-skin contact. He pulled it over her head, and quickly leaned against her on the bed, kissing her neck.

His hands found her back again, and got the clasp undone. Ginny was still partially wearing the bra, just enough so she wasn’t exposed. Harry snaked his hands around to the front to caress her. She gasped when his hands found their destination.

Ginny’s fingers slid slightly into Harry’s pants, making him groan. She felt a spurge of excitement coursing through her body. She slipped further in, laying her hands on his boxers. He broke their kiss for a second to take off his pants and tug on hers. She arched her back for easier access, and Harry felt his lower half starting to loose control.

He tried to tell himself this might not even go as far as he hopes, because if Ginny asks him to stop, he’s going to stop. In nothing but his boxers, and Ginny in nothing but her panties and unclasped bra, Harry was starting to feel anxious.

When he lay back down, he knew she could feel his erection against her thigh. He wanted her to feel it. He wanted her to know how she made him feel. Harry stopped for a brief second, and looked at her.

“You’re still alright? Nothing moving to fast?” he asked worriedly. He knew what he wanted the answer to be, but he needed the truth.

“No, Harry. I’m fine.” she smiled what she hoped was a sexy smile. It must have been, because Harry lay back down on her and slid fingertips inside her panties, the other hand going under her bra again.

She moaned quietly and wrapped her arms around his middle. Allowing her hands to travel up and down his back, she let them drift farther down. Ginny gently put her fingers inside his boxers. Harry moaned.

“Ginny?” he asked suddenly.

She was scared he wanted to stop, but answered anyway with a small, “What?”

“Are we going to…you know, are we going to make love?” he asked, face still buried deeply in her neck. Ginny felt herself redden.

“I want to, Harry. I really do. But if you don’t want -” she was cut off when Harry took her into a deep kiss.

“I do.” He moaned dreamily. “I do, but I think you should top.”

“What? Harry, I have no experience. I don’t know-”

“I don’t have any experience either - well, besides…you know.” she smiled sadly and nodded. “But that way you know how much you can take. I will top, if you don’t want to, but I thought I’d give you the choice.”

“Harry, I don’t know. I think you should top. And don’t worry about hurting me, I’ll tell you if it’s too much, alright?” He nodded and pulled off her panties and bra.

She was naked in front of Harry Potter.

Harry gently let his hands roam over her figure; from her legs to her hips, from her stomach to her breasts. “You’re beautiful.” he breathed. She blushed again and sighed when he touched her so lightly.

Harry pulled off his boxers and Ginny gasped. He wasn’t at all what she expected; bigger actually. She let out a breath she didn’t realize she was holding. Then, she just stared.

Harry raised his hand to his trunk.

“Accio Oil!” he said, and Ginny noticed he could do magic without his wand. When he grabbed the oil from the air and opened it, Ginny could already smell the honey odor coming out. “This will make your first time hurt less.” Harry explained. He squirted it on his fingers, then on his erection. “I’m going to put a finger inside you, Ginny. I just want you to get used to it before anything bigger.” He winked at her and she sighed.

He put more oil on his index finger, and slid it gently into Ginny. She moaned with delight. He stuck two fingers, which made her come just a little bit. When he stuck three in, she moaned loudly.

“Are you hurting, Ginny?” he asked hurriedly, but he didn’t remove his fingers. She shook her head ‘No’. “Alright. Are you ready? I’m going to do this unexpectedly, so be aware.”

He leaned down, so every part of himself was touching her, and then kissed her lips. He ran a hand through her hair, and waited for the right time. He sat up partially, and made a trail of kisses down her stomach. Harry straddled her again, and very easily, put the head of his penis inside her.

She moaned like hell after that. He pushed in his whole length, listening to her gasps and moans. His thrusts were easy, and very patient, but he soon thrust harder, faster, more demanding.

Never leaving her, he put her on top to await climax. She rocked gently back and forth, and took pleasure hearing him moan because of her.

Right before his climax, he shifted on top again, and continued his thrusts. Her moans helped, and he tried to warn her before he came.

Feeling all of his muscles tense, Harry thrust once more deep inside Ginny. Within succession of each other, Harry and Ginny panted each others names while they came.

Ginny cried out when she felt hot liquid shoot into her. She was flushed and out of breath. He started to pull out, when she stopped him.

“No, Harry. Let’s sleep like this.” Harry thought about refusing, but gave her the pleasure of being filled through the night. He rolled over so she was on top, which was a bit more comfortable. She laid her head on his stomach, and kissed his chest lightly. “Thank you, Harry. Happy Birthday.” she whispered, palm now rubbing the spot where she kissed. She and Harry fell asleep together.

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(A/N: Yes, you are done with the editing part; the rest has been unedited. Again, I apologize for doing this. I cannot believe I forgot it... ::sobs::)

“Harry, this came for you this morning.” Ginny said.

He was still asleep, and naked, in Ginny’s bed. She went over to the night stand, grabbed her wand and muttered a cleaning spell. Ginny walked seductively over to the bed, note still in her hand, and sat with a leg on either side of his waist. Harry sat up and kissed her. He broke away to ask about the letter.

“It doesn’t say who from. Maybe it will say on the inside.” She kissed him again and stroked his hair while he opened the note.

'Potter-

I’ll see you on the train. You have some things to explain.

Draco Malfoy'

He read the letter to himself, but when Ginny tried to read it, he shifted and kissed her full on the lips. She didn’t question this motion, just leant into the feeling of his lips on hers.

Suddenly, the door burst open, but they didn’t hear it. It wasn’t until someone cleared their throat that they stopped kissing. Harry looked up to find Ron in the doorway, smirking.

Harry pulled the sheets up to cover his naked arse, and reddened at Ron’s presence.

“Well, I don’t want to interrupt, but…seeing this scene makes me think something went on in this room last night. Something…erotic.”

Harry swallowed hard. “So what if it did, Ron?” he asked irritably. “You’re her brother, not her mom!”

“Shall I get Mother, Ginny? Wouldn’t she like to see this?” Ron asked with an evil grin on his face.

Harry shut his eyes. He felt clothes wrap around him and he let the covers fall, revealing a blue polo tank top and a pair of denim blue jeans.

“How did you do that?” Ron asked. He looked rather white compared to his hair.

“I can do things with out my wand or a spell, Ron.” Harry said coolly. “And I don’t want to talk about anything besides breakfast.” Harry added quickly.

He turned back to Ginny, who wasn’t the least bit stunned that he changed with out a wand or physical labor. He pulled her close and snogged her again, with Ron watching.

Ron scrunched his nose in disgust, and cleared his throat again. “The Hogwarts Express leaves in three hours. Do you two lovers plan to be on it?”

Ginny and Harry looked at each other, but neither blushed. They nodded at Ron. Ginny slid off of Harry, making sure to cause him friction. He moaned and slid off the bed himself. She left the room and Ron stared at Harry.

“You did it, didn’t you? You shagged my sister!” Ron didn’t look furious - on the contrary, he looked more like playful with a quizzical look on his face.

“Yes, Ron. I did.” Harry said shortly.

“I knew it! So…how was it?” Ron arched his eyebrows into his hairline.

“Why don’t you ask her?”

“I want you to tell me.”

“She was a great shag, Ron. But I still like her, so I’m not going to dump her if that’s what you are thinking.”

“No, I just wanted to know if your first time was pleasurable.” He said, half smiling. Harry raised an eyebrow, and Ron flushed. “Well, I mean…” he stuttered. “You know; being on top...being dominant...?”

“Yes, I enjoyed it very much.” Harry answered, rolling his eyes. “Now, does your mom have breakfast, or do I have to go into details about last night?”

“Breakfast is ready.” Ron said quickly, trying to get the nauseous look of his face. They went to the kitchen with the others. On the way down, Ron asked what the note was about, and who it was from. Apparently, he saw Ginny with it.

“Really, Ron. Give Harry some privacy.” Hermione’s voice rang.

“Right. Sorry, mate.” Ron said. He looked a little pale, but Harry thought of a number of reasons why. Ron sat down next to Hermione, and started to fill his plate with sausages.

Harry snuck his head in between them both and whispered, “So. What did you love monkeys do last night? Because I heard noises and they were definitely not snores.”

They both blushed madly as Ron whispered to Hermione, “I thought you put silencing charms on my room!”

“I did, Ron, I swear! How did you hear something, Harry?” Hermione asked worriedly.

Harry turned to them and smiled. “I didn’t.” he said simply. The truth was, he found that memory in Ron’s head. “But the way you are acting now, I guess you’ve spilled the beans.”

Harry whispered in Ron’s ear, “I guess Ginny wasn't the only one to lose her virginity last night, is she?” Ron blushed and shook his head while he whispered a small ‘No’.

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Boarding the train was the same as last year, except Ron and Hermione had prefect duties. Now that Harry had a girlfriend, he didn’t mind so much being away from his friends. The station was busy and packed with tons of students and their luggage.

Everyone boarded the train, and he and Ginny found an empty compartment at the end, and took it. They closed the door, and Harry sat at a window seat.

Ginny sat on him, legs on either side. She cupped his head and kissed his lips slowly; teasingly. This time, she requested entrance into Harry’s mouth. Harry knowingly wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed back.

They kissed non-stop for what seemed to be an eternity. No words were exchanged; no words had to be exchanged. They knew exactly what the other wanted.

The compartment door slid open, but they didn’t hear it or didn’t want to hear it. They just sit there, happy in their own little bubble.

“Well, if this isn’t a happy sight.” Draco drawled sarcastically as he walked into the room and took a seat opposite of Harry and Ginny. They broke the kiss when they heard his voice.

Harry closed his eyes as he sighed exasperatedly, and leaned his head back on the seat. “Ginny, may I have a moment with Malfoy, please?” he asked in what he hoped was a regretful tone. She looked questionably at him, but he simply muttered, “It’s okay, Ginny. I’ll be done soon.”

He smiled at her and she hesitantly left the compartment, while shooting a death glare at Draco. When she walked out, Draco closed the door. He faced Harry.

“Well, what is it, Malfoy? I thought I explained pretty well when you were under the spell. I know it doesn’t effect your hearing.”

“Remember when you said, ‘Maybe someday, I’ll explain them to you.’? Well, you are going to explain your new ‘powers’. And today’s the day.”

“What makes you so sure, Malfoy? Maybe I don’t want to tell you what I could do to you with out you knowing it. At least, not right now. I think I’ll tell you when I feel like it.”

“Come on, Potter. I thought you were a sport. Why won’t you tell me? It’ll still give you the…eight-ups on me. What’s your deal?”

“My deal, Malfoy,” Harry exaggerated the word ‘deal’, “is that you could run to Snape with your story of how I can torture you. And, he’ll believe you. Can’t have that, can we?”

“If I promise -”

“Malfoy, I don’t trust your word farther than your magic limit is. And you know,” Harry smiled, “that’s not really far.”

“What could be so bad that you can’t tell me, Potter?” Draco asked, ignoring Harry’s previous statement.

“It’s not just you - although you aren’t on my top one million people to tell - I haven’t told anyone. You and Ginny are the only people alive that know my power of wand-less magic, and you have probably guessed two others of my many talents.”

Draco stared at the once-fragile boy. He wondered what the other two powers he was supposed to know.

“You don’t know. Well, maybe this will clear up one of them, if not both.” Harry’s voice was inside Draco’s head. He looked over at Harry, who was smirking. He didn’t talk. “I can read your thoughts, Malfoy. I know what you are thinking. I can see your memories. I know what you are worried about, and what scares you, now. You aren’t safe anymore.”

Draco’s mind was buzzing out of control. He didn’t know what to think. He didn’t want to think. Harry was right; he wasn’t safe anymore.

Harry began to look at some of Draco's dreams just to tease him. “Wow. You have some pretty sick fantasies, Malfoy. Is…is that ME? Merlin do you have issues.” Harry said after seeing a particular fantasy where he and Draco were in a very…promising position.

“POTTER! KNOCK THAT OFF!” Draco said loudly through gritted teeth. “Besides, if what I’ve read in the ‘Daily Prophet’ is true, you think about me, too.” he said coolly, regaining some of his lost composure.

“Oh, please. Even if I do find your body to be hott, your attitude needs rearranging. Honestly. You are such a poncey git.”

Draco stared wide-eyed at the raven-haired Adonis.

“Anyway, my other power, that any normal human would have realized, is that not only can I do wand-less magic, Malfoy, I don’t need a spell either. Remember when I told you I could kill you? I don’t need a killing curse. I could just think of you dieing and you would. Naturally, I could bring you back to life, too. That’s going to be a big help in The War, don’t you think? But there is so much more. I really don’t think you are ready for all eight at once. You know three so far, (Wand-less magic, Spell-less magic, and Mind Reading.) and maybe I’ll tell you more of them when I think you are wise enough to realize that I’m stronger than Voldemort himself.”

Draco stood up, and looked at Harry. He thought in his head, “I hope you know this isn’t the end, Potter. I will figure out your other powers. Mark my…thoughts.”

With that in mind - literally - Draco left the compartment. Ginny came in not so long after. She must have been close by waiting for him to leave.

“What was that all about, love?” She purred as she sat back down on Harry’s lap.

“Nothing really, Ginny. Draco is still sore about the duel.” he only half-lied, then smiled at her. She started to kiss him when Hermione and Ron strode in the room. They both looked up at them.

“Oh, don’t stop on our account.” Ron said faintly. “We were thinking the same thing.” He sat down with Hermione and started to kiss her. Ginny and Harry shrugged and resumed their exploration of each others throats.

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Before the feast started, though after the sorting, Dumbledore stood up and quieted the staff and students.

“Welcome to Hogwarts!” the Headmaster said. “As most of you are fully aware, our Head Boy and Girl have graduated. And so, we need others! Now, usually only seventh years are permitted to be Head Boys and Girls, but the staff and I have decided to block that rule for this year. Along with the new Head Boy and Girl, we have other awards to hand out, and two students to welcome back to our halls. So, I’ll start with the Head Boy and Girl.

“This years Head Girl is…Cho Chang!” a number of squeals went out as Cho stood up to gain recognition. The cheering didn’t subside as Dumbledore continued.

“And, the new Head Boy, for this year and next, is…Harry Potter!” this time, everyone in the hall got silent. Harry stood up slowly, and everyone was on their feet making their way over to the Gryffindor table.

With the exception of most the Slytherins, of course, although Pansy Parkinson was throwing herself at him. Ginny didn’t like this too much, so when Pansy tried to kiss Harry, Ginny turned Pansy on her heel and punched her square in the jaw.

The Great Hall went deadly silent.

“Er…for future warning,” Harry said loudly, staring down at Pansy with a worried expression on his face, “I’m currently in a relationship with Ginny at the moment, and she is rather…possessive.” Some people laughed, while other looked hurt. The Number One Sexiest Guy at Hogwarts - tied with Draco Malfoy, of course - had been claimed.

Slowly, all the students returned to their seats and Dumbledore resumed.

“Yes, well done, Harry. Now, I have to announce the Quidditch Captains, but as it is, I don’t have any idea who they are. I am about to call on the assistance from a student to help me with this. Will Mr. Harry Potter please join me at the front?”

Everyone turned to Harry again. He rose steadily from his chair, aware that everyone was gazing at him. When he was at the front of the entire school, Dumbledore continued.

“Thank you, Harry. Now, if the rumors are true, which I believe they are, you can produce a Patronus?”
“Yes, sir.” Harry said loudly, so the whole school could hear him. They all gasped. Harry smiled.

“And, is it also true that you can regularly change your Patronus, so that is not always on one animal?” Dumbledore prodded.

“Yes, sir.” Harry repeated, rubbing a hand at the back of his neck. He was looking into the faces of his classmates. The expressions were priceless. Some had their jaw down to the floor. Others were looking murderous - though that was mostly just the Slytherins.

“I see. Just a few more questions, Harry.” the Headmaster said. “Can your Patronus stay out for as long as you want, until you call them back? Meaning to say, can they last forever?”

Harry looked out to the school before speaking. They were all on the edge of their seats. “Yes, sir.” Harry said again, and all of a sudden, the Great Hall was in a state of shock.

Everyone started talking, saying things like, “Oh, Merlin! He must be really powerful!” and, “Powerful? He’s really hott!” but Dumbledore quieted them again.

“And now, I will ask Mr. Potter to do a very special thing, indeed.” he turned to Harry, but still was facing the school at the same time. “Harry, can you use your Patronus to choose Quidditch Captains?”

Harry nodded. “I suppose so, sir. If I told them to.” Everyone was still gasping at him.

“Excellent. Now, may I have everyone from the Slytherin Quidditch Team please stand up?” The did so. “Harry, please change the shape of your Patronus to a different animal for each house. You can choose the animal you find best suiting.”

Harry nodded and looked out to the Slytherins. He grabbed his wand, and pointed it to the space by his feet.

“EXPECTO PATRONUM!” Harry bellowed, and a long, silvery snake shot out of the tip of his wand with a blinding light. Several people gasped in shock.

Harry kneeled down to the snake, and said, “Please go to the Slytherin table and choose the best person to be Quidditch Captain. Only choose from the people standing.” The snake did as was told and slithered to the table. Gliding past people, it came to stop at…

“Draco Malfoy! Congratulations. In addition to becoming Slytherin Quidditch Captain, you also have yourself a pet. That snake will stay with you as long as Mr. Potter doesn’t call it back. If you choose not to want it, please tell Harry so he can banish it.”

Harry did this for the Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs too, the Ravenclaws Patronus being a Diricawl - what muggles thought were Dodo’s until they ‘went extinct’; unaware that Diricawl’s can vanish upon will.

The Hufflepuffs was a Kneazle; similar to Hermione’s, but slightly bigger. Finally, they made it to the Gryffindor Quidditch Team.

Before Harry could summon Prongs, Dumbledore interrupted. “Before we go on, I need to welcome back the two students who are here to finish their seventh year here. Please give a warm welcome back, to Fred and George Weasley!”

Fred and George made their way past the doors to the Great Hall, and sat down at the Gryffindor table. It made sense to Harry, now. Fred and George were on the team as Beaters, so one could very well get chosen as Captain.

“Now, will everyone from the Gryffindor Quidditch Team please rise? Thank you. Continue, Harry.”

“EXPECTO PATRONUM!” Harry bellowed again, and Prongs came out. Several people ‘Awed’ at the stag, so Dumbledore interrupted again.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I think Mr. Potter may inform you of why a stag is his normal Patronus. Harry.”

Harry took a deep breath. Prongs nudged his arm. He turned and smiled at the stag, and then turned back to the school.

“When my father went to school here,” He began, “He was an unregistered Animagus. His Animagus form was a stag. I call my Patronus ‘Prongs’ because that was my fathers nickname, given to him by: Remus Lupin, also known as Moony,” A slight gasp from the students, “Peter Pettigrew, also known as Wormtail, and…my godfather, Sirius Black, also known as Padfoot.” Now everyone was talking loudly about Harry being related to Sirius Black. Dumbledore took care of that immediately.

“Thank you for clearing that up, Harry. Please continue.”

“Prongs, I need you to pick someone from the standing Gryffindors, including me, for who is best for Quidditch Captain. Don’t be biased, alright, dad?” Harry smiled at the stag as it cuddled it’s head into Harry’s neck. Prongs nodded and made his way to the Gryffindor table. Many people touched and petted him as he walked by. Once he made his way around the table, he went back over to Harry and sat down.

“Congratulations, Mr. Harry Potter, of being made Gryffindor Quidditch Captain!” the Great Hall broke out into cheers and applauses as Harry beamed at them, smile growing from ear to ear. “Now, Harry, you may sit down with Prongs.”

The rest of the dinner was people petting Prongs, questioning him about his fathers friends, and congratulations on everything. First, being Head Boy, then to being Quidditch Captain, and finally his special Patronus Power.

He let his eyes wander over to the Slytherin table where he saw Draco showing off his Ashwinder Snake with a small smile forming on his face when he saw Harry watching him. He then looked at Pansy.

Parkinson was winking at him a lot. Whenever she did this, he would pull Ginny closer. The more he pulled Ginny closer, the farther Pansy spread her legs under the table.

Finally, Harry got fed up with her, so he pulled Ginny to him and kissed her for well over a minute. When he looked back, she was still looking at him, but she was sliding her hand up Draco’s thigh.

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After supper, Harry took Ginny to his Head Boy room. He locked his door - with a real lock - and started to kiss and undress Ginny. There was a knock on the door.

Harry reluctantly got up and opened the door - shirtless - to find Seamus Finnegan with a roll of parchment. “Oh, what have we here? Who’s in your bed tonight, Harry? Hmmm? Is it Ginny? Or did you go and find Parkinson?”

“Sorry, Seamus, but I don’t kiss and tell…or shag and tell for that matter…with out my partners consent. So what do you want?”

“This is from an unknown source. Of course, I tried to read it, but it has been jinxed so only you can open it. Damn magic…but, I have things to do. See you, Harry. Oh, and have fun.” Seamus winked, and went down the stairs.

Shutting the door, Harry threw the parchment on his nightstand and made his way over to Ginny. She was already in nothing but her bra and panties, and Harry took off his pants on the way there, leaving nothing between then but two layers of cotton. Two thin layers of cotton.

Harry lay on top of Ginny, as he took off her bra; he tried something he didn’t yesterday. He bent his head down to her neck, nibbling softly, and making his way to her chest. When he got there, he sucked gently on her breasts. Her moans elicited through her body, and Harry felt his cock twitch when she moaned so pleasantly.

He started a trail of kisses down her stomach again, before pulling of her bottoms when she arched her back.

He got the oil, and spread it evenly around himself. When he slid into her, she moaned just to see accomplishment on his face; it was a major turn on. He thrust harder than yesterday, so she groaned louder and longer.

When Harry finally came, Ginny shrieked as his hot liquid filled her insides.

He went back to sucking on her skin, while whispering her name quietly. He let her lay on top for a while, and she rocked sometimes, causing her breasts to sway back and forth. He arched into her, causing her to moan more.

When Ginny finally pulled off of Harry to take a shower, he looked at the letter that had come earlier. It read:

'Potter-

You will explain it to me. Pick the time and place most comfortable with your schedule and I’ll be there. I want to learn more of what I’m up against in the years to come. By the way, thanks for the snake. I named her Ash.

Draco Malfoy'

“My arse ‘I’ll set a time’.” Harry breathed.

“Harry? Come on, love! Lets’ take a shower.” Ginny called from the bathroom. Harry got up and made his was to the bathroom door. When he entered, steam filled his nose and his glasses got fogged up. Ginny giggled and removed them.

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Okay, so go easy on me, this is my first ff! Yes, I know Harry and Ginny's sex is bad, but it's supposed to be... just how do you think Dracos supposed to compare if Ginny and Harry were really good together? Hmmmm? lol.

DUE TO FALSE ACCUSATIONS BROUGHT UPON ME, I AM CEASING TO ASK FOR REVIEWS ON THIS STORY.