Blackmail

The World Cup was over, Ireland had won and now after much relieving the Weasleys plus a Potter and a Granger were now heading off to bed. For the youngest Weasley sleep would just not come, just a few weeks shy of her thirteenth birthday; she had always been a little bit of an insomniac and the excitement of the day just would not let her sleep.

To make it worse Hermione snored, loudly and the tent they shared was not as big as the one the boys had due to the fact that it was only made for two. Deciding to go to the boy’s tent and stretch her legs, she got up from her makeshift bed.

Crossing from tent to tent in her nightgown, she tried to make the time she spent outside as quick as possible, who knows some perv might waiting in the bushes. She reached the other tent and still not tried, decided to check up on her brothers, with a camera. They, Ron particularly, often did funny things in their sleep, things which Ginny could use against them; blackmail was one of her specialties. When she was seven, she caught Fred and George trying to turn Ron’s things into spiders, she let them go ahead, on the condition that they owled her some Honeydukes sweets the next year at Hogwarts.

Now picking up the camera that they had been using to take pictures with earlier in the day, she replaced the roll of film with her own. Ignoring her dad’s room she started with Bill, he was snoring away not doing anything, same with Charlie, the twins, Percy, and Ron. Darn none of her family were doing anything blackmail worthy, oh well she might as well check on Harry too since he was here and had a room to himself for once. Many times she would sneak into his and Ron’s room at night just see him, she did it the summer before her first year, and she didn’t have a chance last year because of Egypt.

Putting her ear to the door she didn’t hear anything so she slowly pushed it open. Harry however was far from sleeping; he lay on top of the covers, eyes closed, his pajama bottoms around his knees, and his right hand was around his penis. Ginny though not even having been kissed knew what a penis was, you don’t live in a house full of men and not see one, she however had never saw one of her brothers doing this, thank Merlin, she would have been scared for life.

He didn’t seem to notice her presence in the room and kept up what he was doing, stroking up and down fairly fast, she remembered what her girlfriends called this, something that they learned from their older sisters, wanking. She quietly shut the door, Harry just kept on going.

She remembered the camera in her hand, there was no way to turn off the flash so using it would give her away, and she laid it by the door and just watched. Harry, she knew must be getting close, she had heard girls gossiping about getting their boyfriend off, but she never knew what “off” was.

Harry was breathing shorter now, going slower, and trying to prolong his pleasure. Ginny was aware of a building heat between her thighs, as well as a growing wetness. She had recently discovered masturbation herself.

She continued watching while she worked her right hand to her clit and started to rub slowly inserting a finger into her folds. Harry was now on the edge, nearing the point of no return; Ginny however was only about halfway to her orgasm. Getting a lusty idea she slowly made her way to the bed, his hands were speeding up now, she slowly lowered her head so that her mouth was wide open, he was not in her mouth but close enough that she would get her first taste of cum and not just any boy’s but from the boy she had a crush on since forever. A girl in her year, Sarah, was a bit of a slut and often told how good it tasted, Ginny was about to find out for herself.

Ready as she was she was still caught by surprise when Harry came, he heard him moan in a low whisper “Ginny” however Ginny was far too busy to pay it any mind. His back arched pushing the head of his cock in her mouth which her lips closed around almost of their own accord. The first spurt almost filled her small mouth, she tried to let it go down her throat but gravity was working against her, by the time he was done her mouth was completely full, and a little had dribbled down her chin.

It was sweet and delicious with a slight hint of salt; she began swallowing what was in her mouth while her hand caught what was on her chin and brought it to her mouth. Harry meanwhile had opened his eyes and was starting at her blinking not yet coherent after his orgasm.

Wait did he say her name when he came? After a horribly awkward moment Harry stopped looking like a fish out of water, his face turning beat red, his hands reached out to try and protect his modesty. “Gi- Ginny wh- what ar-are you doing? Why ar-are you here?”

Feeling her face heat up “I couldn’t sleep so like I sometimes do I look in on my brothers sleeping for blackmail material” she left out the part about the camera. “I decided to look in on you and I found you doing –well what you were doing- I couldn’t resist I wanted to taste” Ginny had a thought, it was time to stop blackmailing her brothers and move up to bigger game, the sorting hat had offered her a place in Slytherin after all.

“Ginny get out, don’t you dare tell Ron or your family about this, oh god how can I even look Ron in the eye now.” Typical Harry thinking about what Ron would say without even caring about her, he probably thought he somehow made her do what she just did. “No I don’t think so, I heard what you said before you came in my mouth, so tell me what you imagined me doing” she said playfully

Harry was hiding his face in his hands after yanking his bottoms up to cover himself “no you’re to young Ginny, just go away and forget about this.” So he was going to play hardball then, well two could it play that game. “Ok I’ll go away but I may just let something slip to daddy,” she put on her little girl voice, one that could melt her father in a matter of seconds

“Daddy, Harry made me suck his pee-pee until white stuff came out, it was yucky and he said don’t you dare tell Ron or your family about this.” Harry paled, she knew this was way below the belt, but hey all’s fair in love and war.

“NO!” “Don’t I’ll tell just please don’t tell him that please.” He practically begging, “Ok, I won’t now spill Potter, but first things first do you always think of me when you do that?” He was redder than her hair but answered, “Not always, I think of all the girls I know except Hermione because she’s practically my sister and I saw you in that nightgown which doesn’t leave much to the imagination.

True her nightgown was a bit flimsy and with the breeze outside it may have lifted up, giving him a peak. “So go on what was I doing to make you cum so much?” I came more than normal because I couldn’t do it at the Drusleys for fear of being caught, and you were sucking me. I was picturing you sucking me; alright now leave me alone this is too embarrassing to talk about.”

“Harry getting off is nothing to be ashamed about, I do it all the time see?” she pointed to earlier mentioned night dress where a wet spot was visible in crouch area, she had kicked off her knickers and he was trying not to stare at the outline of her cunt. “And I always think of you when I do it.” She knew Harry was torn his logical centers of the brain breaking down from male hormones, “And I was in the middle of doing it when you decided to shoot off in my mouth so I had to stop, and Harry I don’t like to do anything half way.” She coyly lifted up her gown, exposing her red curls to him.

Harry gulped and she could she his pajamas getting tighter on him “Since you were the one who made me stop I only think it fair that you finish me off” she watched something in Harry snap, his hormones had taken over completely “alright, it’s only fair, show me?” he asked. She was shocked by his easy acceptance; she thought she would have to apply more pressure.

He moved closer to her and she pulled the gown off so not as to be their way, as well as her bra. She took his hand guided it to her wetness giving a small squeak as she guided him to her cilt, Harry however was a bit spooked by the sound and made to withdraw his hand but she stopped him “Time for an anatomy lesson, Potter, that is the clitoris it’s only serves to give me pleasure, now put a finger inside, just one I’ve only ever got two in myself and I have to adjust.” She let out a little moan as he slid his pointer finger in; his fingers were much larger than hers. He however was not moving “move it Harry” “Now use your thumb on my cilt that gets me off the fastest.”

He did so and soon she was in heaven, this felt oh so much better when he did it, she could feel his finger inside her loosing her tightness. “Now Harry put another finger in.” she commanded, he compiled. Bloody hell she was so full, Ginny knew what sex was and she really didn’t see how his dick would fit, from the look she got, it was fairly big. Her right hand automatically went to join his thumb on her cilt, her left picked up Harry’s left and placed it on her small forming breasts, she started to kneed and pinch one nipple while Harry quickly copied her movements on the other.

Ginny really was in heaven now, she was so close, her mouth was open and she was moaning, she couldn’t help it. They continued for she didn’t know how long, finally she came, the hardest that he had come in her life, every nerve in her body fired, and then quite unexpectedly he kissed her, it was a possessive and demanding kiss. Lost in her orgasm she let him continue to assault her mouth.

Finally she came down, Harry removed his hand which was now covered in her juice, she saw him looking at it “go ahead and taste it Harry, next time we can suck each other proper”

He licked his fingers dry, while she gathered her things, her poor kickers were soaked, and she would have to wash that gown herself so her mum couldn’t smell anything, she replaced her bra, at least it came out unharmed.

“Who says there’s going to be a next time?” he replied, Harry’s logic centers were back online and more than likely he hated himself for what had happened. She flashed a flirtatious smile “there will be unless you want me to tell; besides you had fun too.”

“Alright, when and where” he sighed “I’ll pass you a note when we get back to the burrow; we have to be careful otherwise we’ll get caught.” She replied as she grabbed the camera and left his room.

She left the boys tent quickly, it would not to well to be seen by one of her brothers up using the loo. When she got back to the girls tent Hermione was still snoring away, she changed her knickers to a clean pair and went back to bed. After her exertions her insomnia was cured. She went to sleep only to be woken an hour later by her father telling her the death eaters were there.