Ginevra Weasley and the Reluctant Lover

I have over 1000 reviews and wanted to mark that number with a story with as many of my favourite pairings as possible. The main hero/heroine is my favourite canon pairing... CHOCOLATE just got sexier!

Part One

Ginny sighed. She had been with her boyfriend for two years now and he had not so much as touched her breast. Harry was almost chaste when he touched her. It annoyed her. She loved Harry Potter with her whole heart/soul/mind. He was her world, but he was not even thinking about taking their relationship to the next level.

She decided she had to talk to Hermione Malfoy about this. Hermione Malfoy nee Granger shocked everyone when she had married Lucius Malfoy. Lucius Malfoy had turned towards the end of the war and had watched his own son crumple on the ground, as someone hit an AK curse. It turned out to be Bellatrix. Ginny shook her head. Hermione had comforted Lucius so well that he asked Hermione to marry him. Hermione had said yes without batting an eyelid.

Some part of Ginny couldn’t help but think that Hermione had always held something for the arrogant rich blond. Harry hadn’t spoken to Hermione for months after but Ginny told him she’d dump him if he didn’t talk to Hermione.

She smiled as she thought of visiting her life long friend. Hermione had a little baby. It was absolutely adorable and even Snape was taken in by Adara’s charms. She had the blonde hair of Lucius but the curls of Hermione. She also had Hermione’s brown eyes.

Hermione had introduced Ginny as Aunty Ginny. Ginny was looking forward to seeing Hermione and Adara. She still felt nervous around Lucius Malfoy even though he had apologised time and again. She looked in the mirror and twirled around in a pink robe. She nodded with approval, and then shook her head, as she realised how ‘Lavender’ she had become.

She walked up to the fireplace and smiled. She picked up the floo powder and chucked it in there. She stepped in the fireplace and yelled out the name of her destination.

~*~*~

Hermione was breastfeeding her baby daughter with Lucius sitting beside her holding her head. They both looked down lovingly at their baby daughter. Hermione turned to her husband and kissed him. She had some news to tell him, but it never seemed to be the right moment.

This moment proved to be just so, as the fireplace gleamed green, and a young red haired woman stepped out of it. Hermione sighed. She wondered what the problem was now. Lucius looked at his wife’s friend and nodded.

Ginny was surprised to say the least at how tame Malfoy had become. She never expected him to be the doe-eyed father but then Adara was a special child. She was the first one child to be born after the war. Adara would grow up to be almost as famous as Harry.

“Hello, Ginny,” Hermione greeted. Adara had finished feeding and Lucius took his daughter in his arms to allow Hermione to fix herself. Ginny was not embarrassed in the slightest by watching a woman breastfeeding her child. She hoped to do it to one day.

“I am fed up to the back teeth with Harry!” Ginny exclaimed.

Lucius raised an eyebrow. Potter’s reluctance to sleep with his girlfriend was well known amongst the F A F! (Friends and Family!) He looked at the first female Weasley for centuries and smirked a little:

“I do not understand it either, Ginevra, I can barely keep my hands off Hermione.”

“We know,” Ginny sighed. “She can barely keep her hands off you!”

Hermione had the decency to blush. She looked at her husband and grinned.

“So, I need help!” Ginny exclaimed. “How do I get Harry to make me a woman?”

Hermione shrugged her shoulders. She looked at Lucius. “It just happened with us, didn’t it, Lucius?”

Lucius nodded as he wrapped his sleeping daughter up in her bundles. She had to go to her bassinette and sleep. Lucius placed her gently into it and turned to face Ginny.

“What have you tried?” he asked her.

“Everything!” Ginny exclaimed. “Short of love potions and believe me my mother knows enough of them.”

“Well,” Lucius said, “speaking from experience it is not a good idea to drug someone into bed.”

Ginny didn’t want to know but the look Lucius had directed to Hermione made Ginny realise exactly whom it was that wore the trousers in this relationship. Ginny smirked: You go girl!

Lucius sighed and kissed Hermione on the top of her head. “I have to go. Please,” he said turning towards Ginny. “Whatever you do; don’t drug Potter. He won’t thank you for it!”

Ginny smiled. Lucius strode out of the room leaving his wife and their friend alone. Lucius liked Ginny; she had guts and spirit, and she was not stupid. A part him also pitied her because of the fact that she was the only female Weasley for ever so long. She had to wear her older brothers hand me downs and if that wasn’t embarrassing enough for the poor girl; she was also born into the least influential Wizarding family to grace the planet, which meant that any potential she had would be overlooked because of whom her parents were.

~*~*~

Hermione turned to her young friend and sighed. What could she say? She shrugged her shoulders and smiled a little.

“I am sorry, Ginny, but if you have tried everything then a love potion is all I can recommend.”

“Hermione, please, help me, not give me information I already know,” Ginny replied. “Can’t you see how desperate I am? I know he wants to have sex with me but he won’t. So, what am I doing wrong?”

Hermione sighed. “Have you tried sexy underwear?”

Ginny blushed. “No,” she said. “Believe it or not but I don’t feel comfortable in all that stuff.”

“Well, it comes off soon enough,” Hermione said. “What about seducing him by fondling him?”

“We kiss and cuddle,” Ginny said.

Hermione chuckled. Ginny was surprised at how dirtily Hermione could chuckle. She wished she could.

“No,” Hermione said. “I mean fondle him?”

Ginny blushed. “I want to, but I’m too scared of what he’ll say. I don’t want to frighten him away.”

“It seems that Harry’s not the only reluctant one around here,” Hermione said.

“Hey!” Ginny exclaimed. “At least I’ve tried.”

Hermione giggled. She walked up to Adara and crooned softly to her daughter. “If you’re going to be Mrs Ginevra Molly Potter then you best get a move on and get over that fear.”

“Oh like you were afraid of Lucius,” Ginny muttered.

“I was actually,” Hermione said. “Lucius was sobbing and I began to kiss him. It was the scariest thing I had ever done. But then we ended up making love and now we’re married and have a beautiful baby girl.”

Ginny nodded. The knowledge that Hermione was afraid of approaching Lucius with the next step made her feel a little better. She sighed and looked at Hermione.

“I guess I am just as reluctant,” Ginny said.

~*~*~

Lucius had settled into the library and he was sitting in his favourite chair. His fireplace blazed green and he sighed. He set his brandy down and put the book on the desk. Harry had stepped through the fireplace. He furrowed his brow and he looked at the young man before him.

“What can I do for you, Potter?” Lucius asked. He still couldn’t bring himself to say his first name despite being his friend for over a year.

“It’s Ginny!” Harry exclaimed. “Why won’t she sleep with me?”

Lucius sighed. He leant back in his chair. Draco would never have had this problem; Lucius taught his son in all Worldly Ways. Including the ways of women. Lucius was not going to have a son that didn’t know how a woman worked before he was sixteen.

“What do you mean, Potter?”
“I mean,” Harry said slumping into the seat opposite Malfoy. “I touch her and kiss her yet she never touches me back.”

Lucius smirked. “So,” Lucius sighed. “You do want to sleep with Ginevra?”

“Of course,” Harry said. “But she doesn’t want to with me.”

Lucius sighed. He looked at his young friend and shook his head. He would have thought that Ginevra Weasley being the youngest of seven children would not feel scared about touching her boyfriend.

“Well,” Lucius replied. “Tell me, have you tried touching her breasts?”

Harry blushed furiously at the mention of Ginny’s breasts.

“No,” Harry mumbled. “I don’t want to frighten her away. I don’t want to make her feel like I’m taking things too fast!”

“Potter,” Lucius sighed rubbing his temples. “Two years is hardly taking it too fast, Potter. Most people are married two years into their relationship.”

Harry sighed. “What do I do?”

Lucius sighed. “Oddly enough you’re talking to the wrong man. Cissy and I were arranged and Hermione told me I was in love with her. There is one man I can suggest to help you though.”

“Who? I’d take advise from anyone!”

Lucius sneered at Potter. “Anyone, are you sure?”

“Help me, please!”

Lucius sneer grew wider and he steepled his fingers together. “If you want help there is only one man that can help you. That man is Severus Snape.”

Harry choked back a gulp. “S – Snape.”

“He’s had more lovers than I’ve had hot dinners,” Lucius said. “You can learn a lot from Snape. Trust me!”

Harry grimaced. “Snape it is.”

Lucius grinned. He knew that Snape still hated Potter and Potter still hated Snape. In truth Lucius could offer Potter all the information he needed but Lucius had not forgiven the boy for never befriending his son. This was going to be fun.

Potter looked at Lucius and sighed. He got up and left through the fireplace. “Thanks for nothing, Malfoy!”

“Anytime, Potter,” Lucius said.

~*~*~

A little later Lucius and Hermione were lying in their bed.

“Hermione?” Lucius asked. “I had a visitor in my library.”

“Oh yeah, who?” Hermione asked.

“Harry Potter,” Lucius said. “And he said something strange.” Hermione continued reading and went uh-hum. “He said that Ginevra won’t sleep with him.”

Hermione put her book down on her lap and turned to face her husband. “You’re kidding?”

“Absolutely not,” Lucius said. “It seems like the Boy Who Lived is an absolute dunderhead when it comes to women!”

“Hey, you can talk!” Hermione exclaimed. “I had to show you what to do!”

“Be fair! I was married to one wife for most of my life and she was a pretty jealous wife, too.”

Hermione giggled. “Okay,” she sighed. “Now, I have completely lost interest in my book. What do you want to do?”

Lucius smirked. “Well, I think we can think of something to do together.”

Hermione nodded. “Yes, Lucius, but before we do there’s something I have to tell you...”

~*~*~
Harry had just come out of Spinners End with his ears burning. He was blushing furiously. Snape took great delight in describing sex in intimate detail. Harry looked at Snape wanting to get out of his sight.

Snape looked at the young man retreating from his home with a satisfied gleam in his eyes. It had turned out that there was something that Potter wasn’t like his father with. Snape shook his head. What was it about him that made people think he had the answers when it came to women? It was true he had several women; he had even bedded Granger – ah - he sighed; the best night of his life. He sighed as he remembered that night. In fact half of the suggestions Snape gave the boy was to do with THAT particular night.

Snape sighed and sat down on the chair and scowled when he realised whom she was married to. He even did a paternity test on Adara and it turned out to be Malfoy’s so he couldn’t claim Granger back that way.

She truly was magnificent, Snape thought. He decided to watch that memory again. He smiled as he leant over the Pensieve. He picked out of the bottle he labelled as Best Night Ever. He poured the memory in the Pensieve.

“Severus, I don’t think any man would sleep with me!”

“Of course men would want to sleep with you, Hermione. I want to sleep with you.”

“You do?” she looked up.

Snape looked away from the Pensieve. “Yes, Hermione, I most certainly do.”

~*~*~

Lucius had not spoken for ten minutes after Hermione’s news. He blinked. Hermione checked her watch.

“Are you all right?” Hermione asked.

Lucius nodded very stiffly. She looked at her watch. Fifteen minutes had passed. Her book had begun to be very interesting again. Twenty minutes had passed.

“Wow,” Lucius breathed. “You’re pregnant.”

“Yes,” Hermione said. “Sorry if it’s such a turn off.”

All of a sudden Hermione found herself on the flat of her back with a very aroused husband on top of her.

“I love you,” Lucius said hungrily.

“Yeah,” Hermione sighed rubbing his face with both of her hands. “Me to. You know what; lets have some fun before we embarrass our friends!”

“I’ve got some great plans for Potter,” Lucius smirked before he kissed her neck. “I think I started that by sending him to Snape.”

Hermione’s eyes widened. “S – Snape?” she asked.

“Yes,” Lucius said. “He’s my friend.”

Hermione remained quiet.

~*~*~

Harry was sitting in his flat and watching television. He was thinking about all what Snape had said. Harry couldn’t help but feel sorry for the poor women that were desperate enough to sleep with Snape. He also freaked out at the expression in Snape’s eyes as he gave tip after helpful tip. Those were things Snape had done on someone. Someone that he obviously liked very much!

Harry felt ashamed that he had to ask advice at all. He shook his head and drank down some more beer from the can. Wait a minute, Harry thought, I’m the Boy Who Lived; the Chosen One. I should be able to touch my girlfriend!

Harry swigged down the remaining beer and made a face as the bitterness reached his throat; crushed the can, and threw it straight into the bin. Well, Ginny, I am fed up of playing the seeker. Soon you’re going to have a couple bludgers coming your way!

~*~*~

Ginny was sitting in her bedroom at the Burrow. She sat down on her bed and placed her head in her hands. I am the youngest of seven children. My mother made love potions and I can’t sleep with my boyfriend? What’s wrong with me? Hang on, nothing’s wrong with me! I’m Ginevra Weasley for crying out loud; I did it with Zabini! She lay on her bed and stared up at the ceiling and smirked. Be prepared, Potter. I am a Chaser and a Seeker, and I WANT you. I am going to grab my snitch and throw the quaffle in the hoop at the same time!

She smirked at how that sounded. Perhaps she should use Quidditch innuendo. That’s something she’d never done before. Watch out! A Weasels About!

A/N - Hey what did you think? I have wanted to give Harry and Ginny their own story for a while now.