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PART ONE: GINNY/HARRY

The Magical Strap-On

“Hey, Harry, can I speak to you in private for a second?” Ginny asked, offering him a nervous smile. Her heart raced furiously as she wrung her hands and took in a deep breath.

“Sure thing, Gin,” Harry responded brightly, putting his quill down. He stood up and walked over to a secluded part of the Gryffindor common room.

“Alright, I’ll just get this over with,” the youngest Weasley murmured to herself. “Harry, you know how I’m a lesbian?”

Harry nodded his head; that was common knowledge by now. After all, everybody probably saw her and Cho Chang snogging a couple of times. It was a slight shock to Ron, who was happy that he no longer had to “defend” her from horny boys and confused as to how he would protect her from girls.

“Yeah, what of it?”

“Well, they recently opened a…um…adult toy store for lesbians,” Ginny stammered, her face taking on a red hue. Harry cocked an eyebrow and threw her an amused look.

“I’ve heard of it; the sister store to Masculine Pleasures. What was it called?”

“Feminine Pleasures,” Ginny muttered as Harry scoffed at the lack of originality. “But, anyways, I got something from there. Don’t ask me how I did. It’s a magically enhanced strap-on.”

Harry’s eyebrows shot above his hairline. “Magically enhanced strap-on?” he echoed incredulously.

“Yeah. Basically, you put it on and while a couple is shagging, they both feel the stimulation,” Ginny explained. “Well, I got that, but I don’t know how to use it. I don’t want to look like an inexperienced idiot in bed, so I was wondering, since you’re gay, if I could sort of practice using it on you.”

Harry blushed. “Practice? With me? Why me?”

“I don’t trust anybody else with this, Harry. Besides, it’ll be a lot easier since we’ve got history with each other.”

“Well, what makes you think I’m the bottom?” Harry asked, pouting when she smirked and gave him a pointed look.

“I’m sorry, Harry, but I can’t picture you topping anybody. I mean, it didn’t even feel right when you and I were shagging.”

Harry’s shoulders slumped. “Ouch. Major blow to my man-pride.”

“No offense,” Ginny added as an afterthought, patting his back gently.

Harry sighed. “I’m the only one?”

“Yes.”

“Alright. When and where?”

“Is the Room of Requirement this Saturday afternoon alright for you?” Ginny asked, squealing when Harry nodded his head. She glomped him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “Thank you so much Harry! You have no idea how much I appreciate this!”

“Yeah, yeah,” Harry responded, rolling his eyes and hugging her back. “I hope I don’t regret this.”

Ginny chuckled and nodded her head, watching as Harry turned around and went back to his parchment and ink. Her grin almost split her face and she quickly walked back to the girls’ dormitories.

The week passed in a blur for Ginny. Saturday came sooner than expected and while she was excited at the prospect of trying out her new toy, she was nervous that she would be a disappointment to Harry. He obviously had a lot more experience with things up his arse and those were real cocks. What if she was completely horrible with the strap-on? Well, it was practice after all. The only way she’d really find out was to test her abilities and Ginny thought she’d played with enough dildos to know what would feel good to her. And besides, if she was a disappointment, she’d rather Harry tell her than anybody else. Ginny was a little surprised to see that Harry was already by the Room of Requirement when she went up there.

“Hey,” she called, grinning at him. “So, ready?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” Harry responded, giving her a tiny grin. “Let’s go.”

A door revealed itself and they entered it without a second thought. Ginny gulped a little nervously and Harry didn’t look much better.

“Um, maybe we should take our clothes off,” Ginny suggested, breaking the awkward silence momentarily. Harry nodded his head and stripped. Gradually, Ginny began getting more comfortable. This was starting to feel more familiar. After all, had they not discovered their sexuality a week after their first sexual encounter last year, they’d still be doing this. Once she was in her underwear, Ginny went into the bag she had brought in with her and pulled out the strap-on.

“That’s kind of…small,” Harry said, cocking an eyebrow at the toy.

“It expands to your preference,” Ginny explained, taking off her panties to put on the strap-on. She kept her bra on and turned to face Harry, who was already naked and sitting on the bed that the Room had supplied. “How big do you like it?”

Harry flushed lightly and shrugged his shoulders. “The biggest I’ve ever had up my arse was nine inches long and at least an inch and a half thick.”

Ginny shivered slightly. “Sounds like fun,” she murmured.

“It was. Lots of fun,” Harry replied, grinning at the memory.

“Alright; we should get started,” Ginny said, looking at him anxiously. “Do you want to jump straight into the sex or do a little foreplay?”

“I don’t care. Personally, I prefer foreplay but you can decided whether we do or don’t do it.”

“Get on all fours,” Ginny said after a few moments of silent contemplation. Harry nodded his head and did as she asked.

Ginny licked her lips as his tanned, supple flesh was on display for her. Walking over to him, she got on her knees and placed light butterfly kisses on the cheeks of his arse. She grinned in satisfaction at the slight tremor that went through his body. Without warning, she spread the globes of his arse and licked the puckered entrance. Harry moaned and lightly pressed his arse back, wanting more.

Ginny teased him, flicking her tongue against his hole and nibbling lightly at the edges. His moans got a little louder and she pressed the tip of her tongue into his arse. Moaning gently, she stiffened her tongue and thrust into him. Harry cried out and his back arched, bucking toward her talented tongue. Ginny started to tongue-fuck him fast, reveling in the taste of Harry and the response she got from him. This wasn’t really different from eating out one of her female lovers. She got the same response and both sacred caverns were warm and smooth.

Ginny pulled away from the Saviour, grinning at the whine of protest she got. Grabbing some lube from the bedside table courtesy of the Room, she lubed up the strap-on. Ginny groaned as she ran her hands over the phallus; it gave her the feeling of being fingered gently and she loved it. Positioning the head of the phallus against Harry’s hole, she felt the same stimulation and panted.

“You ready, Harry?” she asked quietly.

“Merlin, yes, just do it,” he rasped, pushing backwards. Ginny cried out as the head of the phallus entered him, thus her feeling the same thing. Moaning loudly, she slammed it into him completely, hitting his prostate dead on and causing sparks to fly in front of both of their eyes. Harry practically shrieked and pushed backwards, trying to get more of the pleasure she caused. Ginny swallowed thickly and set a fast, hard pace. She closed her eyes as her knees shook pleasurably, breathing heavily and crying out at the stimulation they were both feeling.

“Merlin, just a little faster,” she cried out, hurrying the pace. Harry moaned like a bitch in heat and pushed back desperately, one of his hands going down to pump himself. It wasn’t long before he came, screaming loudly. Ginny screamed louder, Harry’s entrance squeezing rhythmically around the phallus. She pumped into him a few more times before she came as well, her knees shaking. Ginny pulled out and collapsed next to Harry, breathing just as heavily.

“That was great,” Harry said breathlessly after a few moments. Ginny nodded her head.

“I had no idea it’d feel like that,” she admitted, smiling to herself in satisfaction. They laid next to each other for a few more moments before they stood up on shaky limbs and got dressed. They exited the Room of Requirement and Harry offered Ginny a grin.

“You know, if you ever need to practice again, let me know,” he said wolfishly, wagging his eyebrows.

Ginny laughed and smacked his arm lightly. “Actually, I think I do need to practice some more.”

A/N: This is the only way I see Harry and Ginny together. Sorry if it offends. (Eh, not really, but I'll be nice.) I personally laugh at flames so if I get any, be warned that I'll be highly amused. I don't know when I'll finish the next part, so please don't ask when I'll update. Just know that it's 75% done and my muse is being a bitch.