The importance of Being Virginia

Chapter FIVE

Lust is to the other passions what the nervous fluid is to life; it supports them all, lends strength to them all ambition, cruelty, avarice, revenge, are all founded on lust.-Maquis de Sade


Virginia hid behind one of the big trees by the lake. She was exhausted and she was running out of ideas. She heard a noise off to her left. Thinks he can sneak up on me does he? She crouched down low to the ground and glanced quickly around the tree. She barely missed getting hit with the curse that he threw at her. But now she knew his location. She already knew where the other one was, he was slowly creeping up on her other side. She knew he was waiting for her to attack his friend so he could get her while she was distracted. Damn it they had her surrounded! Think Virginia think. She banged her head lightly against the tree, looking up in frustration. Suddenly like her own private sun dawning in her head, she got an idea. She whispered " Wingardum leviosa," pointing the wand at herself, as she slowly floated into the air. She was rising up in a straight line and the trunk of the tree was masking her ascent. They'd have no idea what hit them. The second she reached the top, she pointed her wand at the one on her right, saying quietly but firmly. "Stupefy." She turned quickly, she had no time to make sure the spell had hit him, she needed to catch the other once off his guard. The one on her left fell with a surprised grunt, and turning she found that her first spell had been effective also. Smiling she floated slowly to the ground. She pointed to the one on her left, saying," Moblius corpus," and bringing him over to lie beside the other one. She thought mischievously of putting them in an amusing position, but didn't think either of them would appreciate the joke. She conjured a rope and bound their hands, taking their wands and putting them in her pocket. She sat down in front of them and smiling, said,"Invertate."

They blinked slowly and when they took in their situation, one stared in amazement and the other scowled.

"You are one tricky little witch Virginia," said the scowling one, otherwise known as Draco."I can't believe I didn't think to look up." He smiled shaking his head. "That was bloody brilliant though."

"It really was," Harry said smiling,"I'd have never of thought of it."

"Yes I know, I'm a genius."

"Is there some reason, other than your obvious wish to torment me, that I'm still tied up to Potter?" Draco asked trying unsuccessfully to put some distance between them, they were tied back to back.

"Nope that's the only reason," she said with a laugh.

"Virginia.."

"Alright, don't get your knickers in a twist, I'll untie you."

"I don't know, I rather like them like that."

She stiffened and both Harry and Draco's eyes widened in shock. Tom pointed at Draco and Harry, saying Perfectius Totalus and had his wand at Virginia's throat so fast that she was still letting out the breath that she'd drawn in at the sound of his voice.

Tom pressed her body back into his, his lips skimming a soft path up her neck. He stopped just below her ear, inhaling the scent of her. "I've missed you. Missed the scent of you," he touched her neck with the very tip of his tongue," the taste of you." The pain in his head was a constant th now now that he was in her presence, but it merely added to the excitement. He slid his other hand under her tee shirt and along the edge of her jeans. "I like your outfit."
He pressed himself more firmly against her and she could feel his hardness against her lower back. She grabbed his hand and jerked it away from her stomach, crying out in pain as he twisted it behind her back.

"What's the matter, don't like an audience," he said looking toward Harry and Draco, who were glaring daggers at him.

"Fuck you Tom. What do you want from me?" She said, finally getting her voice back.

"Oh I want many things from you Virginia. I came her to get you to take the curse off, but you've distracted me. You're very distracting Virginia."

He pushed her to the ground, saying a spell and roots came out of the ground binding her hands and ankles. He lay down beside her, propped up on one elbow, as he ran his wand lightly down the middle of her chest, stopping at the button of her jeans. "Are you going to remove it, or do I have to convince you?"

Her breathing was heavy and her voice only faltered slightly as she answered. "I'm not going to do anything for you, I'm glad it hurts. It makes me happy that your in pain."

He whispered a word and her button popped off. He took her zipper in between his fingers. His thumbnail dragged slowly over her as he drew the zipper down, and her breath caught. "One last chance Virginia, or I'll give the boys here a little reenaction of our last night together" he said his mouth hovering over where his fingers had just been. The feel of his warm breath on her, filled her with a mixture of excitement and anger. "Go ahead and do it, but remember, you had to take it, because I would never give it to you."

He raised his head quickly narrowing his eyes. "We both know you'll give it to me, and if I have to wait then so be it." He glanced over at Harry and Draco. "Well I guess if you don't remove the curse, I'll just have to kill your little Harry Potter. I'm sure my boss would give me a lovely bonus, and the holidays are coming up after all," he said pointing his wand at Harry's throat.

"Alright, I'll do it. How do I break the curse?" she said through gritteetheeth.

"I knew you'd come around. Amusingly enough, that spell is generally used by ex lovers, and like so many other curses it can only be broken with a kiss, a kiss willingly given."

"Fine, but I want you to promise that you'll leave us here, all of us, unharmed."

"And why would you believe me?"

She had to make sure that he kept his word, and she knew just how to do it. As much as he knew her weaknesses she knew his. "Because if a wizard doesn't have his word, he has nothing. And you've got to be better than other wizards to make up for your dirty mudblood."

He drew his hand back to hit her, but stopped himself halfway there. She knew just how to get to him, but he wouldn't give her the satisfaction. He leaned forward crushing his lips to hers He bit harshly on her bottom lip an shoved his tongue into her mouth. She froze for a moment but then kissed him back with everything in her, every ounce of hatred, trying to pour all her desire for him out of her. She hated it, just as she hated him.

He broke the kiss and smiled, realizing the pain was gone. Before she could even blink he'd shoved his hand down her pants shoving his finger into her. She cried out half in shock and half in pleasure.

He drew his slickened finger out of her. "I maybe be a filthy mudblood, but you want me. You remember that," he said as he sucked her juices off his finger. He groaned and closed his eyes. "You'll come to me one day Virginia, and you'll come for me. Until then." He placed a kiss at the base of her neck, before getting up quickly and retrieving his broom from behind a tree. He flew a few feet away, before turning and saying a releasing spell. He flew quickly off in the direction of the forbidden forest.

Virginia lay on the grass, trying to steady her breathing. She didn't want to get up. She winced as she thought of Harry and Draco. She hated that they'd seen her like that, especially Harry. Draco at least had some idea of her attraction to Tom, but she was sure that Harry was shocked, and probably disgusted. Well who cared if he was? Who was he to judge her, she asked herself, trying to summon up some anger. She could deal with anger, but not with the knee shaking desire that Tom had stirred in her. She zipped up her jeans, barely suppressing a moan at the feel of the zipper gliding over the area that was so tender. She'd have to take care of that, but she had to deal with the boys first. She stood up slowly, pointing her wand at them and ending the binding spell, before unpetrifying them. Draco was the first to react, coming quickly to her side." Are you alright?" he asked softly. He started to lay a hand on her shoulder, but stopped himself, she probably didn't want to be touched at the moment.

Just then, Harry rushed up, crushing her in a hug. Draco watched her eyes darken, and felt a twisting in his gut as she drew in a little breath, closing her eyes briefly. Maybe she did want to be touched, but it wouldn't be by him. He knew who she really wanted and he'd be damned if he'd be a substitute.

"Ginny I'm so sorry, I should have reacted quicker. Are you okay?" He winced. "Of course you're not. That was a stupid question. Let's get you to the hospital wing."

At first she was surprised by his reaction, but the feel of his body pressed against her's, soon had her thinking of other things. "Harry, I'm fine. I don't want to go to the hospital wing. I want.." she trailed off looking over Harry's shoulder at Draco.

He looked away from her, running a hand through his hair. He knew what she wanted. He was her friend and he should support her, but it was really hard, harder than he'd thought, to walk away and leave her with Potter. "I just ah, remembered that I have some where to be. Take care of her Potter." He nodded at Virginia as she smiled her thanks, before turning and making his way back to the castle; all the while repeating to himself, we're just friends.

Harry frowned at Draco's back, wondering why he was leaving Virginia when she obviously needed them. He turned back to her and promptly forgot about Draco. Their faces were close and her breath was uneven. He recognized the look in her eye and his breath caught.

"Harry I need something from you, and if you can't give it to me I'll understand," she said slowly.

"What.. what do you need?"

"I need you to touch me.. and I need to touch you. Is that okay?," she asked, a little desperately. Merlin she wanted to be touched so badly, it felt like she was on fire.

"I..yes," he said, pressing their lips together. He'd wanted her for so long, he couldn't believe this was actually happening. A little voice whispered, that it wasn't him she wanted, but he shoved it from his mind. She'd picked him over Draco at least, and that was enough for now.

She would have sighed in relief if her mouth hadn't been otherwise occupied. She'd never really seen what the big deal was about kissing, but the feel of their tongues swirling and sliding against each other was decidedly sensual. All her senses were heightened, and even the feel of his hands lightly stroking her neck, was sending shivers running through her body. The only problem was that he was so passive, he'd probably kiss her all day if she let him, and that wasn't what she wanted. He was so gentle, and she wanted him to be rough, wanted him to take her.

She pressed him roughly against the tree, grinding herself against him and trailing little bites down his neck toward his collarbone. When she reached the top of his Chudley cannons T-shirt, she decided that they were both wearing to many clothes. She grabbed her wand from her back pocket, and said a ripping spell, pointing it at first him, and then herself. She also placed a contraceptive charm on herself, and saw his eyes widen. Wether from the sight of her bare breasts or the fact that this was really going to happen, she didn't know. She pressed their naked chests together, and he gasped in shock.

The feel of her breasts pressing against his skin, was slowly erasing all rational thought from his brain, but one stubbornly stayed. "Ginny, we can't do this here, someone could see. Let's go your room."

She reached down between them, running her hand along him. "No. I want you now. I don't care if anyone sees." And she didn't. She wanted him inside of her, wanted him to release the wonderfully awful pressure building within her. He started to protest, weakly, but she silenced him with her mouth, and a gentle squeeze.

He drew in a quick breath as pleasure spiked through him, and suddenly he didn't care either. All he could think about was being inside her.

Sensing that his urgency had finally caught up with hers, she pushed him to the ground. He immediately divested himself of his pants, but she had only gotten her zipper down, before he put a hand on her wrist. She frowned down at him, but he wasn't looking at her, at least not at her face.

He raised himself up onto his knees and pushed her gently back into the tree. Kneeling before her he slowly drew her jeans off, leaving her standing in just her underwear. He stared at the triangle of purple silk, his breath coming more rapidly, as he remembered Tom's mouth hovering there, and the look on her face. The same look that she wore now. He knew she wanted it as much as he did. He wanted to make her look at him, like she'd never looked at Tom. Wanted her to scream his name, and think only of him. His hands came up, lightly massaging her thighs as he pressed a kiss to the spot where the silk was darker, and wetter. He felt satisfaction rush through him as she leaned her head back, moaning. It was like a drug, and he needed more. He needed to make her scream. He drew her underwear quickly down her hips and let them drop, around her ankles. He didn't see if she stepped completely out of them or not, he was completely focused on his goal. With a confidence getting stronger every moment by her moans, he leaned forward, running his tongue lightly along her slit.

Her body shook and she looked down at the top of his head. All she could see was his dark brown hair, and it was so easy to imagine it was another dark haired boy. She drew her breath in sharply, as he found her small bundle of nerves, exploring it forcefully with his tongue. She felt the pressure building within her and her lerew rew shaky. When he nipped it lightly with his teeth, the pressure exploded and she would have fallen if his hands hadn't held her up.

He stood, pressing his himself against her wetness. The look on her face when she'd come, was the most arousing thing he'd ever seen. He wanted nothing more than to see it again. He rubbed his penis roughly against her and she drew in a sharp breath. She was still very tender there, and the pressure was causing her to feel those sharply pleasurable feelings once again.

She pushed him roughly down to the ground, crawling quickly on top of him. She wanted to know what he felt like inside of her. She knelt, her knees pressing against his hips, and slowly guided him into her. She went slowly, as her inner walls stretched to receive him. When she felt him reach a barrier she looked into his eyes, they were heavy with lust, but something else was slowly creeping in.

He should have known that she was a virgin. But he hadn't really been thinking clearly. She shouldn't lose her virginity on the forest floor. There should be candles and music.

She knew exactly, what he was thinking. It was just so him. Before he had a chance to say anything, she drew upward slightly and then rammed swiftly back down. She froze for a moment, it wasn't so much the pain, as that the pain was so deep inside her. She'd never felt pain there before and it was..odd.

"Ginny are you okay? I'm sorry I should..."

She put a finger to his lips silencing him. She waited for a few moments and the pain faded to a dull ache. Now she could focus on the feel of him, so deep inside her. She moved slowly and the feeling was deliciously different. She ran her hands lightly down her stomach until she found her clit. She pressed hard on it and moved him within her at the same time, gasping at the sensation.

Harry moaned at the feel of her tight walls sliding around him. She was so tight and the pressure was almost to much. He saw her rubbing herself as she moved above him and it was wonderfully erotic. He grabbed her finger, licking it as he replaced it with is own. Soon she increased their pace and not long after, she stiffened above him, squeezing her inner walls, causing him to come also.

She collapsed on top of him, and they lay there for a few moments, catching their breath. Ginny was the first to recover, she stood slowly, she was sore, but wonderfully relaxed. She started to gather up her clothes and used her wand, once she found it, to repair the things they'd ripped. "I must say," she said, as she pulled on her jeans," that was a lot better than I'd thought it would be." She looked at him curiously," You seemed to know what you were doing. I was sure that you were as pure and untouched as the winter snow," she said with a slight quirk of her lips.

"I haven't been with her in a year. I swear I.."

"Harry calm down. It's don't care, I was just curious. I hope you don't take what happened the wrong way." She looked at him anxiously. She hoped that he felt the same way as her. The last thing she wanted to do was hurt his feelings. And she defiantly wanted to keep having sex with him, now that she'd found out what all the fuss was about. "I like you but..I'm not interested in any kind of relationship. Well, besides a sexual one. Is that what you want?"

He'd known deep down that she didn't have the same feelings as he did. But it still hurt. He couldn't let her see that he was in love with her, or she'd refuse to have any kind of relationship with him. He was sure that if they were together long enough, she'd start to develop feelings for him. "I defiantly want that. If you told me we could never have sex again, I think I might fall into a depression and die." He smiled brightly, hoping she saw what he wanted her to.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure you have a reason to keep on living. Now get your clothes on you wanton," she said throwing his clothes at him,"wouldn't want some poor little first year to wonder out and see you and be scarred for life."

His eyes widened as he remembered that they could be found at any moment. She laughed as he scrambled to his feet and quickly put on his clothes. They walked back to Gryffindor tower together, when they reached the steps leading to the rooms, she turned to him. "I'm going to go take a shower, I'll see you later."

She'd started to turn away, when he rested his hand lightly on her arm. "Do you want to study with me afterward?"

"Sorry I can't, I promised Draco that I'd study with him in the library."

He struggled to hide his reaction. It hurt that she didn't want to spend time with him, especially after what they'd just shared. And it pissed him off that it was Draco she was running off to see. He smiled," Alright, I'll see you later."

She turned and ran quickly up the stairs. She stripped off her clotand and stepped into the shower. When she'd been in the shower for a few minutes, she looked down startled, at the feel of something other than water dripping down her thigh. The sight of Harry's come seeping out of her didn't fill her with disgust. There was nothing wrong in what she and Harry had done. All of her sexual experiences in her dreams had always been mixed with guilt and disgust. It was nice to be able to satisfy her sexual needs and still feel good about herself. She was excited and happy that she'd found someone who she could have that with. She couldn't wait to try different things. She was a naturally curious person. It's what made her such an excellent potion's maker. And she found that it extended to this as well. She tried not to let herself think about Tom. Maybe if she was satisfied sexually, she wouldn't be so attracted to him. She hoped so. The thought made her smile and she was still smiling as she sat down across from Draco, thirty minutes later.

When he saw her perma grin, he clenched his jaw, and his fingers tightened on his quill. He'd had plenty of time to imagine what they'd been doing. He'd thought of little else. Even though he'd reminded himself repeatedly that they were just friends, it still pissed him off that she'd been with Potter. The fact that Potter had obviously pleased her so much that she was still smiling, made him want to hunt himn ann and kill him, although he couldn't have said why. It must be that he was just afraid of losing her as a friend. He didn't care to examine his feelings closer. Trying to keep the anger from his voice he said, "I wasn't sure you'd remember we were meeting. You looked quite distracted the last time I saw you."

"Oh I was distracted alright." She said leaning back in the chair with a smirk. She frowned hissing in pain as her back touched the chair.

"What's wrong with you? Are you hurt?" The thought that Potter had been rough with her made his anger rise to a whole new level. He was just about to get up and go kill the wanker, when Virginia spoke.

"No, I just must of scratched it on that damn tree."

The words were out of his mouth, before he could even think of stopping them."You let him fuck you against a tree?"

Her eyes narrowed."Actually, since your so curious, I fucked him on ground. He gave me head against the tree."

"I did not want to fucking know that," he yelled, standing up and causing the few other people in the library to stare at him.

"Well then you shouldn't have asked and you should mind your own business," she yelled back. "What is your problem?"

He struggled a moment, and then told her the truth. Or at least what he was trying to convince himself was the truth.

"My problem, is that now that you're with Potter, we're probably not going to hang out as much. Hell if he has his way probably not at all."

"That is the stupidest fucking thing I've ever heard."

"It is not. Boyfriends change things. You're going to start compromising on things. That's what happens in relationships. And the first thing that bastard's going to want, is for you to stay away from me. He'll feel threatened by you being around someone that looks like me."

" First of all, could you be any more vain? Second, you should know me well enough to know, that boyfriend or not, no one tells me what to do. And thirdly, one fuck does not a boyfriend make. I can't believe that you of all people could be so naive."

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying, that I've never wanted a boyfriend, and I don't want one now. My relationship with Harry isn't going to change at all, except that we'll have sex occasionally. So you have nothing to be upset about."

He sat slowly back down into his chair. "You're right. I don't have anything to be upset about. I'm sorry that I overreacted." He didn't have any reason to be upset, they were still friends and that was all that mattered. He just wouldn't think of her being with Potter.

She rolled her eyes. "You wouldn't be you if you didn't overreact. You're such a drama queen."
"Oh you're one to talk. Need I remind you of the pancake incident?"

"What? I was hungry, and no one would let me eat, that's a perfectly valid reason to get upset," she said defensively.

He merely raised an eyebrow.

"Oh piss off. I need to start studying. Not all of us can rely on jealous-fit inducing good looks to get us through life."

He smiled as they got to work. As long as he had her friendship he'd be happy. That's all that mattered.


AN: To my reviewer Ginevra, points for total incomprehensibility, excessive use of capitalization and brevity.