What You Wanted To Read In The Sixth Book

Quittach practice had been long and rough, the hot summer air made the players clothes stick to themselves and the lack of wind made the snitch harder to see. High in the air sat Harry, perched upon his firebolt looking down at his championship wnning team. There was Ron flying around in the opposite direction of the quaffle as it was headed towards the center hoop. Ginny pushed forward to spin around and give it one last hit before it struck right in the center of the hoop, allowing Harry to call practice. Ron and the rest of the team flew off into the dressing area, to change out of their nasty quittich robes and into the showers, while Ginny stuck around for Harry to pack up the balls. "Ron's still as jumpy as last year, don't you think? Better pretend to slip him some more Felix." Ginny said laying her broom on the ground and helping Harry bolt down the bludgers. A light breeze blew across the field, lifting up the sweet scent that Harry loved so much, brushing back a piece of Ginny's hair behind her ear Harry closed the chest.
Before Harry knew what was happening Ginny was leading him into the deserted dressing area and back towards the shower. Looking down into Ginny's eyes Harry saw something he'd never seen before. Her natural brown eyes had turned softer more hazel, with a sparkle. Putting his arms around her waist Harry pulled Ginny against him and bent down to kiss her. Standing on her tip toes made her unbalanced and Ginny pulled herself and Harry back against one of the walls. Kissing him back hard, Ginny untied the top of her shirt and took off her gloves, digging her fingers into Harrys back. Pushing her harder against the wall, Harry too untied his shirt and let his fingers graize Ginny's sides, lifting the sides of her grass stained short up. Lifting her arms above her head Ginny allowed Harry to remove her shirt and leaned around the corner to turn on one of the numerous shower heads. After undressing, Harry and Ginny found themselves below a steaming hot stream of water as thier glistening bodies were pressed against each other. Harry could taste every sweet thing he ever known about Ginny through her skin, his lips against her neck, her collarbone, her lips was more than he could imagine. Thankful for the boxlike shower compartments Harry pulled Ginny up and against the corner as she nibbled on his neck. Aloowing Harry to come into her, Ginny felt her body tingle as he wrapped an arm around her neck and the other under her legs. Feeling Ginny's body against his own made Harry go somewhere he never could have imagined. All the darkness he has faced over teh years faded, all the fear, all the pain, everything seem to wash away as the water was washing away the sweat from their bodies. An overpowering sense of euphoria began to fill them up, making the illusion that they were floating, that was until Ginny opened her eyes and relaized they were actually floating. "Harry?" Ginny said in between deep breaths, "Look, we're floating." Exhaling deeply again Ginny pressed her face into Harrys neck, holding onto him even harder, making sure she wouldn't fall, and that he was as close the her as he could get. Running his fingers through her hair, Harry caught himself struggling to find his breathe to speak as he cradled Ginny. "I thought I would show you what I was feeling." And as Harry and Ginny floated higher there was someone else who was up to something themselves.

The common room was unusually quite, unusual maybe for a common day, but today everyone was out celebrating another win for the gryffindor quittich team, and today's festivities were being held in Hogsmead. Everyone that is except Ronald Weasly and Hermione Granger. No, they were busy writing their essays, or Ron was and Hermione checking it over, to have time for celebrations espically since Harry still hadn't returned from the game. "Hermoine, stop looking over my shoulder its distracting." Ron said trying not to breathe in too deeply. He didn't want to get another headache from the ink or another, well something else from the smell of Hermiones perfume. "Well how are you ever going to pass Herbology if I don't help you?" There was a stiff silence as they stared at each other. "See you can't." said Hermoine sneering.
"I can do just fine thank you." Ron said, picking up his ink bottle to reink his quill (haha laugh at that phillip it just sounds funny). "Sometmes I don't know why I even bother with you Ronald, I mean I could be out having fun, but I'm stuck in here. With you." Hermoine picked at her fingernails as Ron pressed his quill on his parchment so hard it ripped a long hole into it. "Honestly." Hermione getting out her wand. Reparo. And Ron's parchment looked brand new, however the words written on it also disapperaed. "What the hell Hermione, what do you think you're doing." Ron shouted standing up and throwing down his parchment.
"What ever are you talking about?" Hermione said looking startled. "I help you and you yell at me? Your parchment had ripped"
"Yeah well you also took all my words with you. Thinking it'd be funny he? Reparo, and repair my essay."
Hermione looked down at the parchment and chuckled, not because she had meant to erase everything Ron had worked on because obviously her wand had thought his paper was just as dreadful as she did.
"Don't laugh Hermone fix it." Ron was baffled and pretty pissed off. Hermione stood and began to walk to the common room when she felt a cold substance against her back. Turning around to find Ron holding an empty ink bottle made her hands ball into fists as she ran towards him. Pressing her wand against his neck Hermione swore, "How dare you." Fury ran thorugh her veins and her eyes were dark, and Ron was captivated. Shoving away her hand Ron pushed himself into her and began kissing her, feeling her body ease, at least she dropped her wand. Opening his eyes for a moment Ron made sure there was absolutly no one in the common room before producing a shielding charm on the portrait of the Fat Lady, so no one could disturb them. Hermione pulled herself away from him and glared, her eyes less angry but still in a state of shock. Kissing her again, Ron guided her towards the only couch in the common room. "Here." Ron said lifting up Hermiones shirt. "So you won't get ink everywhere." Ron said smiling, Hermione was begining to reach out for her wand but before she could Ron pushed her back against the arm of the chair and kissed her again, and this time Hermione was really kissing back. Her fingers ran through his red hair, and traced down the spine of his back sending goosebumps up and down Ron's body. Ron rested his hand on her knee, slowly moving up her skirt. He had never been more thankful for Hermiones Saturday morning classes. Removing his own shirt, Ron felt a slight tug at his belt as Hermoine stuggled to unbutton his pants, while still kissing him. Hermione finally pushed herself up and over Ron, making him have his back against the couch and remvoed his pants. Removng the rest of her clothing, Hermione wrpaeed her body around Ron. Using her wand, Hermione pulled down the shades in the common room, blocking the light from the outside, and made sure the spell ont eh Fat Lady was still working. When she knew it was safe she allowed Ron to take control of her again and felt him finally push himself inside her. It was something new for Hermione as well as Ron but it seemed like for the first time in his life Ron was actually confident and eager in what he was doing, and Hermione knew he desereved an A plus for his effort and skill. Pulling at each others hair and bodies, Ron and Hermione finally seperated. Picking up their clothes and redressing Ron looked at Hermiones shirt. "I'm sorry about that." Ron stated, pointing at the stained shirt Hermione was turning inside in. "It's ok. I just took it off anyways." Hermione said smiling. Picking up her wand and cleaning her shirt, Hermione allowed Ron to disarm the Fat Lady and to thier dismay someone was entering through the entryway. Hermione and Ron saw Harry and Ginny walk through the doors, and with a sign of relief sunk back into the couch. "So what took you so long?" Ron wondered looking at Harry and Ginny. "Did you go down into Hogsmead then?" Ron asked.
Harry looked at Ginny for help, his mind blank. "Yeah we did. You should have came. It was a real blast, too bad someone can't do their homework." Ginny addressed that last statement towards Hermione.
"Oh no, I mean it was fine. I'm always willing to help out." Hermione said blushing. And they both knew they'd be having a little chat later on in the girls dormitory. While Ron and Harry both grmupled something about secret quittich plays and being alone, they ran up to the boys dormitory, but not before Harry stopped. "Hermione. Why are the widnows covered?" Harry asked suspiciously.
"Who knows." said Hermione whispering in Ginny's ear. This was going to be an intersting year.