The Holidays Are Here, Part II

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Chapter Four

“A watch pot never boils, you know.” Molly had been trying to get Ginny away from the fireplace for an hour. “He\'ll get here when he gets here, dear.” She knew Ginny was in love, but hadn\'t realized until this morning just how bad it was. Ron and Hermione had sat with Ginny since they were both up, trying to keep her mind off how long it had been since she sent word to Harry. “We know he got the letter. He even replied.” Ron was trying his best.

“Ron, dear,” Molly said, “I need you to go out to the garden for a bit. Stay long enough to make sure it hasn\'t got anything eating the cabbage.” She looked at the two girls as she emphasized the \'stay long enough\' part. Ron headed out the door, wondering what that was all about.

“Girls, we need to have a quick chat.” Molly had a warming smile as she spoke. She opened her purse, and brought out two vials. The girls looked at each other, curious as to where the conversation was heading. Molly handed one to each of them. “Drink up, ladies. It needs time to work it\'s way through you.”

Still curious, they each tipped the vials up, and swallowed the liquid down. “Oh God, not this again.” Ginny knew exactly what this was. It had the most wretched flavor anyone could think of. Her stomach almost refused to hold it down. Once again, Hermione made the frown as her tongue tried to rub the taste off with her upper teeth. She looked at Ginny as she said “I hate this stuff.”

Mrs. Weasley put a hand to her hip, and raised a suspecting eyebrow at them both. “I suppose you\'ve had a contraceptive potion before, then?”

Hermione and Ginny froze in terror, each hoping the other would say something. Anything. But Mrs. Weasley cut through the silence first. “I\'m not upset girls. I just always thought I would be the first one to give it to you, that\'s all. I still remember what it\'s like to be young, you know. I\'m not going to deceive myself about what you four want to do, so I\'m going to see Fred and George for the day.”

Ginny was in shock. She never dreamed that she would be sitting here, listening to her mother give her permission to do it in the house, much less offering her the wretched potion still on her tongue.

Mrs. Weasley\'s warm look turned to one of warning as she looked to Ginny. “Now, to the point. Your father should be home at his regular time, so be mindful of the clock. But if he comes home before I do, to find you know what, all three of us will be staying out the summer, well, somewhere else, and the boys will be left here dealing with it.” Ginny and Hermione both nodded quietly.

“Well, I\'m off. Be good to them, both of you.” She hugged each one as a tear rolled off her face. “My little girl, almost all grown up. And you too Hermione.” She went to the fireplace and threw a in pinch of floo powder, turning the fire green. She stepped in and said “Diagon Alley!” She whooshed away with a wave goodbye.

Ginny turned to Hermione. “Let\'s go upstairs and change!” The two girls raced as quickly to Ginny\'s room as they could.

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Harry stepped out of the fireplace and looked around. For once, the dishes weren\'t washing themselves, nor were Mrs. Weasley\'s knitting needles working on next years\' sweaters. “Hello?” Harry didn\'t yell, afraid everyone might be napping. He dragged his stuff up to Ron\'s room, knocking gently. “Hello? Ron, you in there?” He opened the door, finding the room empty. He sat his stuff down, and went back downstairs. “Hello? Anyone home?” He heard Ginny talking outside.

Looking out the window, he saw Ron, Hermione and Ginny in the front yard. She was wearing the shortest white cut-offs he had ever seen, and a little camouflage bikini top. Her hair was braided again, like in the pictures she had sent him two long weeks ago. She had old army boots on her small feet that went up to her shapely white calves. Was it to be combat sex, then? He got hard immediately. Wasting no time, he opened the door and said “Is this any way to welcome your boyfriend, Ginny Weasley?”

“Harry!” She ran as fast as she could to him as he stepped through the door. He nearly had it shut when she jumped on him, throwing her arms over his shoulders and wrapping her legs around his waist. Balancing himself, he grabbed on to her as tight as he could as they kissed. He didn\'t know which would explode first, his heart or his hard cock. She was already rubbing herself on him, right there in front of Ron and Hermione.

Hermione grabbed Ron by the hand and led him into the house. As they passed by the two star crossed lovers, she said “Get a room!” and kept on going. Once inside, they both ran to Ron\'s room and locked the door behind him.

Harry had made his way inside, still carrying Ginny as they continued to kiss. He shut the door with a foot as a battle raged on in their mouths, tongues stabbing in and out, clashing furiously into one another. Ginny didn\'t take her lips from his as she spoke. “Mum\'s out for the day, and dad\'s at work.”

“Best news I\'ve heard all summer.” He pulled the bottom bikini string loose behind her back.
“Take me upstairs, Harry.”

He carried her, kissing her passionately the entire way. Their mouths had become a battlefield now, as each mouth waged war on the other. He wobbled as they went, Ginny continuing her grind into him as her boots dug into the back of his thighs. She held her tongue long enough to speak again. “I\'ve missed you so much Harry.”

“I can tell.” He almost crashed down the stairs when she said “I\'m not wearing any knickers.” He pulled the other string loose, and her top fell to the steps. Her nipples were so hard he could feel them pressing into his chest through his tee-shirt. They finally reached the door to her room, only to find it shut.

“Damn. Hang on Ginny.” Carefully balancing her against the wall, he reached down to open the door, but Ginny reached down at the same time to tug at the buttons of her cut-offs, nearly knocking them both over. “Just take me right here, Harry.” She dropped her feet to the floor, and her shorts slid down around her boots. She pulled his shirt over his head, knocking his glasses to the floor as she dropped the first piece of his clothing that had prevented their skin from connecting.

He pushed his shoes off at the heels with his feet as she ran her nails across his chest, scratching into the muscle on her way down to open his pants. He pressed her into the wall again, his pants falling around his feet. Ginny put her foot between his legs to hold the second piece of his clothing down as he stepped out of them. He attacked her mouth again with his lips, sucking on her bottom lip as she pushed his underwear down. She grabbed his hard cock as he stepped out of the last piece of clothing that separated their burning desire from one another.

She had only managed to get one foot out of her shorts before he pulled her up to him by her thighs. Wasting no time, he thrust himself all the way into her, forcing a cry from deep within her. He pumped into her hard enough to make the paintings bounce on the walls. He could feel her belly ring against his stomach each time he pushed himself into her sweet spot. Ginny could feel her slit stretch each time he went deep, and contract each time he pulled back. Feeling the flutter in her cunt, her orgasm started to build as she dug her boots into him harder than before. She matched his rhythm and ground herself into him with all her of strength.

Harry let out a cry as his balls contracted, preparing to fire deep into her twat. He attacked her pussy with everything he had now, letting out grunts as he tried to make her cum. Ginny\'s back was bouncing off the wall as they shagged in near perfect rhythm with each other. His cock swelled, warning him of the impending explosion about to go off. His stomach muscles burned from the intensity of his ongoing strikes at the back of her pussy. With a rallying cry, he let loose the dogs of war and fired two weeks worth of his sticky lust into her.

Ginny felt the liquid heat spread into her, sending her cunt into overdrive. Harry soldiered on, wanting to make her climax before he would even consider stopping. Their juices mingled together with each push, mixing them around inside her, forcing some to drip out and collect on the entry to her bum. She pulled herself off his cock grabbed it, putting it to the entrance of her other virginity.

Looking deep into his eyes, she grimaced as she lowered herself all the way down onto him, taking in a deep breath and holding it. Her eyes opened wide as she realized how much more his cock filled her than she had expected. The weeks of fingers in her bum didn\'t even compare to what she had in her now. She let out her breath as her eyes lost focus. “Do it Harry.” She could barely speak. “Take my other virginity.”

Harry felt his second wind now, and started slowly, waiting for the tight ring of muscle to relax before he fully violated her bum. He watched her pussy spill out more of his seed as he pushed into her, collecting in his fur. She opened up to him deep inside, but the entrance still gripped tight. He knew this wouldn\'t last long either. “Faster Harry,” she begged. “Shag my bum faster!”

A thin layer of sweat covered her chest, making her breasts glisten in the mid-morning light. Harry\'s eyes were lost in her cleavage as her breasts bounced with his renewed vigor. She finally opened fully, allowing him to push his entire cock into her. She started to match his rhythm again, nearly screaming with each push. He was burying himself balls deep into her now.

Her legs went numb from the ecstasy forced into her by her lover. Every nerve in her body screamed for release. “Harder!” she yelled. It was a low throaty command that originated from her burning loins. Harry now pushed into her with reckless abandon, feeling the surge in his balls once again. Sweat poured from his brow, falling between them and combining with the mixed cocktail that passed back and forth between them.

Her bum cramped down on his swollen cock irregularly now, and he was ready to cum inside her again. Trying to hold back, he cried out in agony. His cock ached now, ready to explode. Her bum gained a rhythm of it\'s own finally, and milked his cock as hard as possible, forcing him to release his hot desire into her for a second time, yet he continued. The sticky sounds of their sex sent her over the edge into an ocean of climax.

The white shorts dangled from her foot like a flag of surrender, her body giving in to the assault in her bum as it spasmed uncontrollably around his shaft. “Oh God Harry! Don\'t stop! I\'m cumming!” She didn\'t even try to be quiet, it didn\'t matter anymore to her if her brother heard her getting shagged senseless in the hall.

Ron yelled at her from his room. “Shut your door Ginny!”
“Piss off Ron!”
“Love you too, sis!” He opened his door all the way, and turned to Hermione with a crazy look in his eyes. “This is war.” Hermione shook her head as she laughed. Standing up, she pulled her top off. Ron crossed the room and helped her get undressed first, then worked out of his clothes.

He dropped to his knees, and licked furiously at her bald pussy briefly, before she stepped away from him. “No time for pleasantries.” She spit on her fingers and rubbed them into her pussy. “Now get over here and fuck me.”

-End Chapter

I hope the wait was worth it! Heres an excerpt from the next chapter, in case you haven\'t figured out yet what it will contain:

Harry and Ginny heard crashing sounds along with Hermione\'s passionate cries from Ron\'s room. They knew this had become a contest now.

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