Damn the Consequences

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN I CAN’T GO TO HOGSMEADE?” shouted Harry.


“The High Inquisitor has been going through your files and found that Sirius Black was the one who signed your permission slip. For your own safety she has kindly destroyed it.” Filch said, grinning widely.


Harry was left speechless, what could he do?


He could see that Cho, who had gone through before him, was getting slightly impatient.


“Are you coming Harry?” she called out, a trace of anger in her voice.


“Umm, I’m sorry Cho but I guess we’ll have to do this some other time.”


“WHAT?! If I’d have known ‘The Boy Who Lived’ would stand ME up, then I would have chosen someone with more than just a famous name!” screamed Cho angrily.


This riled Harry’s anger no end. “Fine, if that’s the way you want it! I don’t know what I ever saw in you.”


“Fine, there’s plenty of guys out there who would kill for the chance to go to Hogsmeade with me!”


Harry was just about to leave when he saw Cho run into someone’s welcoming arms. That person was none other than Michael Corner!


Ginny’s boyfriend proceeded to kiss Cho hungrily on the lips. Harry had had enough and stormed past them, heading for the Quidditch pitch.


Picking up a broom, from the broom shed, Harry took off in search of Ginny. Seeing her swoop and dive around the pitch was amazing. ‘She really is a great flier’ Harry thought as he speeded after her.


Just then one of the new beaters hit a bludger towards her. Ginny, concentrating on finding the snitch, didn’t notice the bludger heading towards her.


“Ginny!” Harry called out to her. She looked around, finally noticing the bludger heading straight for her head. With a curse she twisted to the side, the bludger missing her by inches. However, as she did so, she lost her grip on her broom.


Harry saw this and, still speeding towards her, he reached out to grab her. The only problem now was that their combined weight was too heavy for the rickety old school broom Harry had been riding.


Harry was able to pull the broom up a bit but it was still a bumpy landing. Harry and Ginny rolled off together onto the grass of the pitch, Harry ending up lying closely on top of her.


Harry stared into her chocolate brown eyes for what seemed like an eternity. He hadn’t noticed how much she had grown in recent months, and now pressed against her he could feel himself reacting down below.


Obviously Ginny could too, because she blushed but tried to move closer to him anyway. Grinding herself against his growing hardness.


Harry leaned in and captured her lips with his. Ginny moaned and rapped her arms around his neck.


Harry left her mouth moving down her neck, trailing kisses as he went.


“Oh! Harry! Oh Harry please st-stop!” Ginny tried to say. “Harry I have a boyfriend.”


“Not any more. He’s off snogging Cho.”


“What! Oh Harry!” Ginny exclaimed before Harry started kissing her neck once again.


“Is this the year that every guy at Hogwarts takes advantage of my little sister?!” cried Ron angrily, swooping down towards them.


“Oh shut up Ron,” said Ginny pointing her wand at her brother. With a flick of her wand, two beater’s bats materialised on either side of Ron. The bats then proceeded to hit giant bludger shaped bogies at Ron, covering him from head to foot in mucus.


With that done Harry grabbed Ron’s abandoned broom and lifted Ginny onto it. Seating himself behind her, he pulled her back towards him, moaning slightly as Ginny’s arse rubbed invitingly on his hardness. She too moaned as the broom handle rubbed between her dampening Quidditch shorts.


They zoomed off towards the castle, ignoring Angelina’s shouts, and landed on a Balcony neither had noticed before, at the top of Gryffindor tower. Opening the doors into the rooms beyond, Harry and Ginny gasped.


The room they had entered was the largest bedroom either had ever seen. It was decorated in Gryffindor colours, and there was a massive four posted bed. Ginny wasted no time in pulling Harry towards it.


“W-Wait Ginny, are you sure we should do this? Were not married, what will your family say?”


“Well,” said Ginny, “I do know of one way we can get married, it’s an ancient Celtic ceremony that I was reading about recently. We need a ring each, and also some sort of woollen material to bind our bodies together.” She looked around the room expectantly.


“Aha! Here we are,” Ginny said as she ran over to a dressing table with some jewellery boxes stacked on top. “Perfect,” she said as she opened two ring boxes. She opened a nearby drawer and pulled out a very long cashmere scarf. “That’ll do,” she said, examining it.


Once she was back at the bed she told Harry what they had to do. “We need to be naked, facing each other, with the scarf wrapped around us, then we both say ‘Imbolc’ and put the rings on each others fingers.


“OK,” said Harry, leaning in to kiss her again. He the started to pull off her Quidditch robes as she did the same with his school ones. They continued to strip until they were naked. Feeling the other’s eyes on them they both blushed slightly.


Harry pulled Ginny to him. He kissed her deeply, both of them feeling each others bodies react to their closeness.


Ginny took the scarf and, using her wand, she wrapped it tightly around them both. “Imbolc,” they both incanted, placing the rings on each others ring fingers.


THIS CHAPTER IS EXPLICIT, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED


The scarf glowed with a blinding white light. It then appeared to sink into them and disappear.


“Oh, did I mention that one of the side affects is that we have to stay in constant physical contact for twenty four hours?” Ginny asked mischievously.


“No, I don’t recall that you did, sweet Guinevere, but I’m sure that we can think of some things to do.”


They shared another kiss before Ginny toppled them onto the surprisingly comfortable bed.


“Oh!” they both cried out as Harry’s hardness rubbed against her, seeking entrance. Harry started to kiss his way down her body.


“Oh, Harry!” she said, grabbing him by his hair and thrusting him towards her breast. He complied by kissing and nibbling at it, before moving further down her abdomen.


Trailing more kisses down her stomach, making her moan with yet more pleasure, he finally reached his goal.


He could smell her heavenly scent, filling his nostrils. Her juices were dripping down towards her ass. Harry, having grown up in almost constant hunger, was not one to waste such a morsel.


He set about eating her, licking the juices that had already leaked from her. Then he lapped up her soaked folds.


“Mmm! Ginny you taste so good!” Harry tried to say through a mouthful of her juices.


His voice caused vibrations which caused her shriek with pleasure.


“Harry, just fuck me! I want your cock inside me!” she gasped this last part out as Harry had just blown his hot breath into her cunt.


He then got up from her pussy, licking the rest of her juices from his lips. He got on top of her and Ginny wrapped her legs around him.


“Are you sure you want to do this?” asked Harry nervously.


“Yes Harry. I’ve been dreaming of this day for years, and we are married. You do have certain obligations towards your wife, you know.”


“My wife,” Harry grinned as he plunged himself into her. He very nearly came straight away, but he was able to control himself in time.


She was tight, a virgin. He stopped briefly, when he encountered a barrier, then thrust, in a firm movement, through it. Harry let her get comfortable again until she gave him a nod signalling him to continue.


He slowly started pumping in and out of her, gaining in pace as her whimpers were replaced by moaning.


“Oh Harry! Nearly there! Yeah! Yeah! YEAH!!!” she came, her walls tightening around him, causing him to cum as well.


“Oh… Ginny… I love you so much,” he said, rather breathlessly, rolling over onto the bed beside her.


They lay there, Ginny curling herself up in Harry’s arms, her head resting on his chest.


“I love you too, husband,” Ginny said while snuggling up to him, and with that they both fell into a deep dreamless sleep.