Ginny and Dean sat together in the common's room. It was 2 in the morning and they were quit alone. The fire burned away the night's chill as Dean sat next to Ginny on the sofa. Ginny, who had her head rested against Dean's shoulder, began to fall into the sweet embrace of sleep. Yet, there was another embrace fast approaching that she was not prepared for. Dean reached his arm around her shoulder and cupped her breasts. Ginny, who snapped back to reality, moaned slightly as Dean began messaging her breast.

"Hmmm, Dean. That feels nice," she said as she placed a hand on Dean's crotch. She began rubbing slowly then gradually picked up speed. Dean quickly pulled Ginny on top of her and started unbuttoning her blouse. When the blouse was off, Ginny grabbed Dean's shoulders and rubbed her breasts against his chest. "Hmmm. You like that baby? You want more?" she said as she started to unclasp her bra. She held it to her firm breasts, teasing Dean who was running his hands over her soft body.

"Take it off bitch! I wanna see those tits," he said as he grabbed Ginny's hands and attempted to pry them away from her chest. The forceful action startled Ginny momentary, but she quickly dismissed it as Dean's hormones taking over.

"Easy baby. I'll let you see them," she said as she let her bra drop. She then leaned forward and kissed Dean up and down his neck while rubbing her bare breasts against him. Dean, who had enough of Ginny's foreplay, lifted her off him, roughly slammed her on the sofa and began tearing off her pants. "Slow it down a little baby," Dean wasn't paying attention as he pulled off her pants and brought his noise to her pussy, smelling her fragrance through her panties. "Dean, I'm serious. Stop!" She quickly got up and grabbed her clothes.

"The fuck? I thought you liked it rough?" asked Dean as Ginny pulled her pants back on.

"Being aggressive and being controlled are two different things! You know I'll rock your cock as long and as hard as you want, but the minute you start forcing yourself on me, that's where I draw the line. If I say no, or slow down, then I fucking mean what I say!" she said as she finished buttoning her blouse. She then walked up the stairs to the girl's dormitory leaving Dean in the dark.

A few weeks after Ginny and Dean's break-up, Ginny was walking down the corridors. It was a Friday afternoon and everyone was in high spirits. Yet, Ginny could not join in the excitement as she felt alone. "Cum shot!" she shouted when she reached the Fat Lady.

"It shall be done!" she said as she swung open to reveal the entrance to Gryffendor Tower. As Ginny crawled inside, she noticed Harry sitting in the corner rocking out on his guitar. His long black hair hung over his eyes as he bent low over the instrument. His long fingers rapidly hit the strings as he held the guitar with his strong arms. He had Just finished Professor Snape's Defense Against the Dark Arts homework, and he was ready for an afternoon of pure, unadulterated, rockin!

"Wow Harry that's so cool! Can you play "Workin Man" by Rush?" asked a first year as he, along with his friends gathered around Harry. Harry tossed his hair out of his eyes as he spoke.

"Well lil Hank, I'll be more than happy to play anything you kids want, but right now, I need to get up and stretch these legs." Ginny, who watched Harry from a distance, noticed just how much in shape he was. His white shirt stretched against his toned chest and rock hard abs. His arms, which looked firm from his tight muscles, also didn't look over developed. This gave Ginny the impression that while Harry worked out and took great care of himself, he wasn't obsessed with his body to the point of becoming an extreme body-builder. He stood an even 6 feet as his long legs looked strong yet flexible. He put on his red jacket and started walking towards the entrance. On his way, he saw Ginny who was still looking at him. "Hey Ginny. What's going on?" he said. His voice was deep and held confidence. Yet, he didn't give the impression of being smug.

"Not much. Just finished my last class and figured I'd chill."

"Why don't you chill with me? I'm headed down to the Lake. I thought I might stop by Hagrid's and see what he's up to after that," he said, again with his deep, confident voice. The idea of company was pleasing to Ginny since she didn't feel much like mopping around the tower alone all afternoon.

"Sure. That'll be cool," she said. They started to leave when a terrible noise was heard from where Harry put his guitar. Turning around, Harry saw one of the first years strumming on it violently with no sense of what he was doing. Harry looked at him for a moment, which caused the first year to stop.

"S.. Sorry Harry. I just wanted to play that's all." Harry began to laugh which made the first year more relaxed.

"That's alright lil Hank. You keep practicing that guitar. You and I will have a jam session when I come back."

Harry and Ginny walked along the lake under the afternoon sun. It was a clear day and the air felt good on their faces. Ginny, to her surprise, noticed that she didn't have to walk much faster to keep up with Harry's long strides. Being 5.6, she figured she'd have to walk twice as fast to be of even pace with Harry. Yet, although he walked with purpose, knowing where he was going and what he wanted to do, he never dominated the walk by forcible speeding up. Even though, Ginny noticed, he had the legs to do it. They stopped by the oak tree and sat down by the edge of the lake. The shade of the tree was pleasing as it took away the sun's glaring heat. Ginny, brought her knees to her chest as she sat looking at the lake. Harry, who had his hands on the hard ground and was leaning against the tree, noticed something was bothering her.

"I don't mean to pry into your business, but it seems like something's bothering you. You want to talk about it?" Ginny had heard this question more than once from boys during the past couple of weeks. It was common knowledge that Ginny and Dean were broken up. Yet, nearly all of the boys felt like bringing up the subject by asking, "I heard you broke up with Dean. You ok?" Ginny was fully aware that most of the time their concerns weren't sincere. They were just biding their time to see if they could hook. Other boys, the overly sensitive ones, kept reminding Ginny that, "I'm here for you whenever you want to talk." The last thing Ginny needed was pouring out her emotions to a guy who would only pretend to understand. While in reality, he too would be biding his time in order to fuck her. The only difference was that the sensitive ones could hide their motives better. Yet with Harry it was different. He didn't bring up the fact that she had broken up with Dean, although she was almost positive that he knew, nor did he attempt to soothe her pain away with pretty words. He seemed genuine concerned about her well-being, which was why she decided to open up to him.

"Why do guys always have to be dominant? It's like, you give them an inch and they take a mile." She knew she was being very vague, but to her relief, Harry didn't even try and figure out what she meant.

"I feel like I'm missing some context here Ginny," said Harry as he continued to gaze into the lake. Ginny was surprised that he, for one, didn't try and defend his gender and two, that he wasn't spewing out some bull shit words of wisdom to try and fix her problems. Ginny felt like she could open up further with Harry and see where it would take her.

"I'm gonna be completely honest, and this might be too weird, but I'm talking about during sex. I mean, I'm just gonna come right out and say it, I love rough sex. I like the feeling of when the guy takes control. You know what I mean?"

"No Ginny I don't think I do," Harry laughed softly. Ginny, realizing she'd just asked a stupid question, laughed as well.

"Well, I know you don't know what it's like, but you know what I'm trying to say don't you?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm just joking around. You want to be controlled while still being in control. Is that what you're getting at?"

"Exactly!" said Ginny. "But Dean was taking it too far. He wouldn't listen when I told him to slow down or stop. He was being too aggressive even for me. But then again, you got guys that are too sensitive that are all like, oh no! I would never do anything like that to you! I respect you too much. Fuck that! I want it as rough as you can make it. What I don't want is to be with someone who only thinks of themselves. " Harry leaned his head towards Ginny's direction in order to see her.

"Well, I don't know about all of that Ginny. All I know is when it comes to sex, or any part of a relationship for that matter, a man should be strong, yet able to show emotion. He's gotta be able to love his woman and not just treat her like a trophy. To me, sex is when two people express their emotions towards each other physically. That doesn't mean it's all about the guy screwing the girl he's with just to get off. They gotta work together and please each other." Harry noticed he'd been talking for quit a while. Yet, Ginny seemed fully engaged in what he was saying. This was a sign to Harry that he could continue. "And as for all that rough stuff," he said with a small smile, "If a woman want's it rough, then I suppose I could take care of that." Most guys who said something like that came off as arrogant and cocky. Yet, Ginny didn't feel like that's what Harry was going for. It was as though he was simply stating a fact without boasting. "I'll say this much. Anything a woman decides to give me I'll treat it lovingly. A man doesn't deserve or own a woman's body. That's hers to give." Ginny was fully enthralled with Harry's speech. He never once tried to understand or try and make things better. He simply stated how he felt on the matter. He suddenly stood up and offered his hand to her. "How about we go see what Hagrid's up to. I've got some stuff to take care of over their anyway," Ginny smiled her approval as she reached out to grab Harry's hand. His grip was firm yet his skin was soft to the touch. It gave the impression that he wouldn't let her stumble and fall to the ground as he pulled her up on her feet.

Harry knocked on Hagrid's door and waited for a reply.

"Hagrid! It's Friday afternoon. Time for our tough-boy contest!" he said as he knocked on the door again. Ginny turned to look at him

"Tough-boy contest?" Harry laughed.

"Just a thing we do each Friday. It's basically just an arm-wrestling match only this time, there's money on the table.

"oy arry! Is that you ah knockin? I'll be ere in ah minute." Hagrid opened the door to let them in. He was wearing a wife beater, combat boots, Levi jeans and a gimp mask, cause he was hard core like that. Ginny, seeing the mask, burst into laughter.

"What the fuck Hagrid!?" Ginny continued to laugh as Hagrid and Harry sat across from each other at the table.

"Ello there Ginny! I didn't see ya what with mah sex-mask on! Oy, this mask gives me courage it does! But I reckon it be blockin the view once I beat ole arry here in a tough boy contest eh?" Hagrid boomed with laughter as he took off the mask. Harry placed a magical stereo, that is to say, a stereo that is powered by magic and not electricity, on the table. He pressed play and "Taking Care of Business" by B.T.O started up.

"Enough talk. It's time to get rough!" He and Hagrid clasped their hands together as the match began. Sweat dripped from Harry's tensed body as the rippling muscles on his arm worked overtime. Hagrid shouted with a mighty roar as he attempted to destroy Harry's body. They were locked dead even for the entirety of the song. Yet, at the very end, Harry slammed Hagrid's hand on the table, which broke it in two.

"OY! DAT A BIT OF ALL RIGHT ARRY!" laughed Hagrid as he reached out and gave him a sack of knutz. "This be a hefty sum! But a man's promise is a man's promise eh arry?"

"Sorry Hagrid. Don't mess with the clay if you can't handle the potter!" They both laughed as Ginny sat on the couch, being thoroughly amused of witnesses the act of, boys simply being boys. "It's getting late. We should probably head back to the castle. Dinner is about to be served, and I'm a hungry man!" Ginny got up from the couch and walked with Harry towards the castle.

"Thanks for keeping me company this afternoon Ginny," said Harry as they walked side by side.

"I really enjoyed it. It helped me get my mind off things." She grabbed Harry's arm and squeezed it tight. The cool air made her shiver slightly since she wasn't wearing a jacket. Noticing her discomfort, along with the squeeze she gave to his arm, Harry put his arm around her and brought her close. With his free hand, he wrapped his warm fingers around hers.

"There, now we're good and warm," he said as they walked close together. Ginny took in his scent, which was, much like the rest of him, strong yet not over powering. When they reached the Great Hall, Harry and Ginny met up with Ron, Hermione and the rest of the usual suspects. Harry and Ron sat together while Ginny and Hermione sat across from them.

"Hermione, did my package come in?" asked Harry. Hermione pulled out a large bottle of a dark golden liquid and handed it to him.

"It's not easy getting this stuff you know. I have to tell my parents I need it for Potions class,"

"Sorry, you're just the only one I know with muggle parents who I can ask to get this stuff from," he said as he twisted off the top and poured himself a glass.

"What is it asked Ginny?" Harry drank the liquid and slammed the glass hard on the table.

"This is a bottle of 15 year old Glen Morangie, or Scotch, as it's commonly called. It's kinda like the muggle version of Fire Whiskey.

"Well hell! Spread that magic around," said Ginny excitedly as she offered him her glass. Harry smiled and poured her some. After a few minutes, the four of them were talking and laughing very loudly.

"Man Harry, I'm feeling totally cool ya know! It's like I can fly! WOO!" shouted Ron. Harry, who in reality actually had more than Ron, was perfectly calm and put a hand on Ron's shoulder.

"I think you'd better settle down my man. Don't want to cause a scene." Ginny, who was slightly intoxicated herself, was very impressed with how well Harry was handling himself. It wasn't the fact that he could hold is liquor. More importantly, it was that he was able to be in control yet still have a good time with everyone. He laughed along with them while never giving the impression that he was the most important person there simple because he controlled the flow of alcohol.

"Hey Harry! What's that you're drinking. Looks cool! Lemmie try some man," said Hank. He along with his first year friends had gathered around where Harry was sitting. Harry quickly wiped away the tears of laughter he had and composed himself.

"Sorry lil Hank. This here is for us old rockers. I'm not even trying to put ya down now. But trust me. You don't want none of this." Lil Hank walked away with his lil warriors, yet he felt no pain.

Later that night in the common's room, Ginny laid against Harry's shoulder on the couch. They were letting the alcohol run through their system as they relaxed together. Suddenly, Dean appeared and he did not look pleased.

"Potter! The fuck is all this! You stealing my woman!?" Ginny glared at Dean as he referred to her as something that could be stolen, like an object.

"Peace my man. I don't want any trouble now," said Harry. Dean kept provoking Harry as he stood towering above him.

"I should beat your ass right now you scar-headed freak!" The room became quiet as they felt the tension In the air. No matter what problems people had with Harry, it was a low blow to bring up his scar. Harry played it cool as he brushed his bangs from his eyes.

"I think you need to just calm down Dean. I don't want to fight you."

"Fine don't fight! Just sit there and take it like a bitch!" shouted Dean. He threw a hard punch directly at Harry's face. Harry quickly blocked the punch with his left hand and held Dean's fist tight. Dean could not break free from Harry's iron grip. He slowly got to his feet while still holding onto Dean's fist.

"Look Dean. I'm sorry about you and Ginny, but you can't be acting like this. I bare no hatred towards you my man. Just move on and be at peace. No one blames you for being upset right now," he turned to face the crowd. "You all know Dean. He's a good man and…" Dean suddenly swung with his free hand.

"I don't need your fucking pity!" he shouted. Yet Harry was once again to fast for him.

"Dean, now I told you I don't wanna fight, but if you keep this up, I'll do what I gotta do." He starred into Deans face with a dead serious expression. Dean, realizing he was fighting a losing battle, slugged away. The night rolled on as Harry and Ginny continued to set on the couch and talk. Eventually they were left alone with nothing but the fire to keep them company.

"Harry, thanks for not having a cock fight with Dean earlier tonight. Must guys would have done that." Harry brought her close to him and wrapped his arm around her.

"Dean's a good man, just a little broken up right now."

"He was too possessive. Not like you. What you said at the lake was what I really needed to hear. Then again, just the fact that you weren't trying to "solve my problems" was good enough."

"I just let things flow naturally," he said as he glided his hand along her arm. Ginny felt safe in his strong grip. She eased against his firm body as she let him hold her. After about a minute of this, she felt like she wanted more. Turning around she reached up and kissed Harry softly on the lips. Harry was taken aback at first at Ginny's sudden movement, but kissed her back when she brought her lips to him again. Ginny put her arms around his neck and brought him in for a deeper kiss. Harry, sensing Ginny's increased passion opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue slightly. Ginny eagerly opened her mouth to allow him access. Their tongues swirled around each others as their kiss intensified. Harry brought his hands to her blouse and slowly began to unbutton them. Ginny quickly put her hands on his to stop him. Harry looked into her eyes and awaited her decision as he held his hands in place.

"Not here," she said as she got up from the couch, "If we're going to do this, then we're going all out. And trust me, I can get pretty fucking loud," she said as she headed towards the portrait to exit the tower.

"Where then?" asked Harry as he got up and joined her.

About ten minutes later, they were standing in front of the Room of Requirements. The request of, "give us a place to fuck," ran through their minds as they paced the wall three times. A door then appeared to grant them access. Harry picked Ginny up and carried her into the room, kicking the door closed with his foot as he entered. Inside, was a large bed with a small separate room for a shower in the corner. A dresser, which contained large amounts of sexy lingerie, with a bottle of morning after pills on top, was in another.

"Ginny, you mind if I take a shower real quick? I don't know why, but I feel really dirty right now," he said as he laid her on the bed.

"Don't take too long," she said, "I'll just pick out something to wear in the meantime." While Harry showered, Ginny picked out a matching red bra and panties which complimented her hair. She also found a bottle of super, sexy, deluxe, right-for-fuckin, skin lotion. She lay on the bed rubbing the lotion around her arms and legs. She gleamed in the moon light that shown through the windows. It was a bright full moon that gave them perfect light. Ginny was, as she was told by some of the guys she'd dated, a wet-dream come true, when it came to appearances. Her C-cup breasts were perfectly rounded and perky with youthfulness. Her slender body had curves in all the right places which made guys want to run their hands down her hips and squeeze her tight ass. Her face was also beautiful with a sweet yet sexy smile and rosy cheeks. Ginny saw the door open and Harry walk out of the shower. He had a towel around his waist, yet his entire body was still dripping wet. Ginny saw the water flow off his tight muscles as he swung his hair from his eyes. His toned abs along with rippling pecks made Ginny stare at his perfect body. Harry noticing Ginny for the first time, became aroused just by the sight of her. His penis began to grow hard as she crawled like a cat on all fours towards the edge of the bed towards him. She pulled down his towel to reveal his fully erect penis. It was thick and around 7.5 inches. The head looked swollen as it was pointed directly at Ginny's mouth.

"Hmmm, I'm gonna love sucking you dry Harry," she licked her lips as Harry stood in front of her. She then placed her mouth around his penis and swirled her tongue around the head. Harry moaned softly as she stopped to nibble softly on him. She grazed her teeth over his shaft while going deeper down on him. Eventually, she was able to deep throat him as his penis hit the back of her throat. Harry places his firm hands on her soft shoulders as he continued to moan in pleasure. Ginny then took one hand and began squeezing his large balls. She messaged them gently while continuing to deep throat him. To Ginny's surprise, Harry was able to keep going for about ten minutes, which compared to her other boyfriends, mainly Dean, could only stand around three. Ginny could feel his penis throb in her mouth and heard Harry's warning of, "Ginny, I'm about to cum!" before he blew his load deep inside her mouth. It was a large stream of cum that filled her mouth and dripped down her chin. She swallowed all of it and licked Harry clean. He flinched slightly as his penis was very sensitive, yet bared the pain/pleasure as Ginny cleaned him. Harry put his hands on the bed, leaned forward and breathed slowly as he started to recover.

"Hmmm fuck Harry. You taste so good," she said as she licked her chin clean. Not to Ginny's surprise, Harry was still hard after the blow job.

"That felt amazing," he said as he stood to his full height, "Now let me return the favor," he extended his hand, which Ginny took. He pulled her up to her feet and wrapped his arms around her body. He ran his hands along her legs and hips as he explored every inch of her curves. She quickly unclasped her bra and pressed her breasts against his toned body. He squeezed her firmly in his arms as he gently kissed her collar bone. She leaned her head back and sighed as he ran kisses up her neck until he reached her lips. He kissed her passionately with his tongue while he brought his hands to her ass and squeezed her cheeks tightly. Ginny wrapped a leg around Harry's waist as he bent down to suck on her nipples. Ginny broke away from the kiss in order to catch her breath.

"Harry, I want you to fuck me. Fuck my dripping pussy. I want your thick cock to split me open while I ride it!" she moaned as Harry picked her up by her ass and pressed her up against a wall. She locked her legs around his waist as he buried his face in her firm breasts. She moaned louder as she grabbed his hair tightly. "Fuck me Harry! I want you now!" she said as her lower region began to burn with desire. Her panties were already soaked with her juices as he laid her on the bed and pulled them off. He slowly inserted a finger inside her dripping pussy and began to move in and out.

"Hmmm fuck Harry! More. I want More! She said as she spread her legs. Harry leaned down and started sucking on her clit which made her moan even louder. He inserted another finger as he stretched her lips further apart. A tense build-up of pressure soon over took Ginny as her pussy ached, almost painfully, for Harry's thick cock to fill her up. She wrapped her legs around his head in order to help relieve some of the pressure. Yet, now Harry was licking her pussy rapidly as he collected the juices it was leaking. He stuck his tongue inside and fucked her furiously with his mouth. The tight pressure and fiery ache Ginny felt around her pussy, and lower region in general, was starting to be too much.

"Harry Stop! I need your cock inside me now! I can't take it!" moaned Ginny. Harry started to move his penis towards her, but to his surprise, Ginny stopped him.

"Wait, Oh… fuck! Quick get on the bed!" she said as she jumped off the bed while Harry took her place. "Lay flat down like that! I'm gonna fucking ride that cock of yours!" She said as Harry lay completely still waiting for Ginny. She climbed on the bed and straddled him. She then, without hesitation, slammed her pussy over his hard penis.

"Hmmm Ginny! That's so good," moaned Harry. Ginny was going up and down his shaft furiously as she rubbed her clit at the same time. Harry's cock fully stretched her pussy and gave her a sense of completion as it went deep inside her. She screamed out every time it hit her G-spot. Harry attempted to reach out for her breasts, but Ginny pinned him down with her hands.

"You wanna fucking touch me? Huh? Too bad Harry. You're mine now!" She leaned forward and kissed him, while also moaning deeply. Eventually, Ginny felt her climax approaching as her pussy clamped down around Harry's penis.

"Hmmmm FUCK!" she screamed as her juices covered his penis and dripped all over the bed. Harry was still rock hard after Ginny got off and laid next to him on the bed. She breathed deaply as she grabbed his cum soaked dick in her hands.

"Ginny, we're not done yet. My dick feels like it's about to explode. I need you just as much as you needed me," he said as he rubbed her breasts.

"Do me from behind baby! I'm still on fire for you," she said as she rubbed his penis against her entrance. She then leaned forward across the bed and waited to be fucked. Harry placed his penis near the entrance and entered slowly.

"hmm fuck Harry! I need it now!" she moaned as Harry went in inch by inch.

"This is for not letting me cum with you while you were on top of me," he laughed slightly as he moved his penis in further by another inch. Ginny thrashed on the bed as she needed to be filled badly by him. Her body was once again on edge in anticipation for him. Eventually, he entered her completely and slowly moved in and out. He then places his hands on her ass cheeks and squeezed her soft flesh.

"Slap me… Slap me Harry!" she moaned as Harry increased his speed. He slapped her hard on the ass. The sound of her shouts matched the sound of him making contact with her. The harsh sting he delivered only further added to her aching stimulation. Harry was ramming her to his maximum speed. The tight friction from her pussy was sending him overwhelming sensations. He continued slapping Ginny's ass while she clinched down on him tightly. His balls slapped against her as he went in as deep as he could. He stretched her out to her limits as she clanged to the bed sheets.

"Harry! I'm gonna fucking cum again!" she screamed!

"Me too!," said Harry, Both Harry and Ginny's bodies tightened as they lingered on the edge. Harry went in as deep as possible while Ginny clinched down hard on him. For a few seconds, neither of them moved while they waited for their climax. Then with wall shaking shouts from both of them. They both came. Harry shot his load deep inside har as his penis throbbed. Ginny's soaking pussy dripped all over him as her body went limp. After a while, Harry gently pulled out of her and laid next to her on the bed.

"Thanks for being with me tonight," said Ginny as she melted against his body. Harry wrapped his arms around her and held her close as they relaxed under the covers.

"I can see why guys are always fighting over you. That was unbelievable," he said. Ginny turned to see both their wands on the dresser next to them. They placed them their before starting their love making.

"Next time, we should add a little magic in the mix," she said in a seductive tone.

"Any way you want it," said Harry as he laughed. Eventually they both fell asleep in each other's arms.