Fic: A Bad, Bad Godson
Title: A Bad, Bad Godson
Author: lrthunder
Pairing: Teddy/Ginny
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: 17. When Teddy stays for the summers at Grimmauld Place, it's not to be closer to his godfather, Harry.
Content Information/Warnings: 4,019 words. Adultery, infidelity, explicit sex (hence the NC-17 rating)
Summary: Teddy wanted to spend more time at Grimmauld Place, but it was not to be with his godfather. No, he had his eyes on Ginny.
Author's Notes: Takes place the summer before the epilogue so Teddy is 18 and already out of Hogwarts.
They said James and Freddie were the bad ones of the family. If they were only talking about pranks and detentions, then they'd be right. But if they were talking about something far more serious, then I would put them to shame. Nothing they did ever could compare to betrayal. Now, I'm not talking about betraying a family to an evil wizard, but it was almost as bad.
I'm talking about betraying my godfather's trust in me and leading his wife to betray her vows.
Oh, perhaps I should introduce myself before I forget. I'm Teddy Remus Lupin.
My desires began when Harry would take me to see Ginny's Quidditch matches. Now, I was far too young to know what sex was, but I remembered Ginny as the most beautiful player on the field. Some wizards might have considered her teammates sexier, but I had eyes only for her. As I grew older, I would look for posters and pictures of Ginny's career as a Holyhead Harpy. Even when having James, Al, and Lily had forced her to give up Quidditch, I wouldn't stop thinking about her in that uniform.
The desires grew as she grew older. Now in her mid to late 30's, she wasn't the young Chaser she had been, but in many ways, she grew even sexier. My friends at Hogwarts would turn their heads and whistle admiringly when they saw her. I snapped at them, trying to shut them up. I only hoped they didn't realize what a hypocrite I was.
It all came to fruition after my last year. I had started dating Victoire Weasley to deceive people. In public, we couldn't keep our hands off each other, much to the disapproval of her father and Grandmum Weasley. In private, she knew my heart belonged to another. "Who is she?" she had asked one time, but she never got an answer. If she ever found out, it would get quite ugly.
Kreacher, Harry's house-elf, had finally passed away during my seventh year. So, Ginny had needed help in keeping up with Grimmauld Place. Sensing an opportunity, I decided to volunteer. To allay any suspicions, I told everyone I would be spending the summer with my godfather there. Unfortunately, all the Potter kids would be there as well, so I would have to act carefully.
Fortunately, being the son of a Marauder had its advantages. Even though Harry was one too, my father was the smart one, not the cocky one. I had spotted an advertisement for a summer Quidditch camp in Ireland. I used all of my powers of persuasion so James and Al could go. Even though Al had yet to start Hogwarts, there were probably activities pre-Hogwarts children could do.
Lily, however, was too young to go. The minimum age was 10 and she was only 9. So, I managed to convince Aunt Hermione and Uncle Ron, whom Harry and Ginny had insisted that I address them as, to find a camp that Rose, Lily and Hugo might find interesting. And to my great fortune, they did.
With Harry's job as Head of the Auror Department and the kids gone, that paved the way for me to seduce and shag Ginny.
And today was the day I planned to begin Operation: Bed Mrs. Potter. And, of course, I solemnly swore that I was going to be up to no good.
It began with breakfast. I was still clad in my shirt and boxers, while Ginny was in her bathrobe. Harry had already eaten breakfast and had left for work, leaving just me and my object of my lust.
"What do you want for breakfast?" Ginny asked as she pulled out a pan. "Eggs? Toast?"
"I've got a better idea," I said.
"What's that?" she asked carefully.
"How about I make you some breakfast, Ginny?"
"That's not necessary, Teddy," she replied.
"Oh, I think it is. Should I put on my puppy dog eyes?" I transformed my hair and face to try to tug on her heart-strings. She placed a hand to her mouth and giggled. "Do I need to show some tears?"
"You are something else, Teddy Remus Lupin. I hope James doesn't turn out like you," she laughed.
She didn't know how right she was to have that hope, I thought to myself.
"At least let me help," I said insistently.
"OK. If I let you help me, would you stop asking me?" she teased.
I grinned. "You have a deal."
As she turned to begin making breakfast, I walked up right behind her. She didn't seem to notice me as she cracked open a couple of eggs. I wrapped my arms around her, causing her to jump.
"Teddy! What do you think you're doing?" she demanded.
"Helping you make breakfast," I teased.
"Harry's helped me make breakfast before, but not like that," she said, trying to throw my arms off of her.
"Well, I'm not Harry."
Ginny rolled her eyes. "That's for sure. Now stop playing around."
"Who says I'm playing?" I asked as I pulled her hair back gently, exposing her neck. I kissed it, eliciting a moan from her lips. "You know you want this."
"Teddy, enough," she said firmly. I backed off and she turned and glared at me. I knew my plan depended on not pushing too far too quickly. What I needed to do now was to pretend to agree. "I don't know what's gotten into you, but I'm not only a married woman, but your godfather is my husband. Also, you're seeing Victoire. Neither Bill or Fleur would take it lightly."
"I'm sorry, Ginny. I don't know what came over me. I must've had too much Firewhiskey to drink last night and I might still be a bit tipsy."
"Then, I'll make sure it's banished from the house and you won't have to worry about that problem again."
"Thanks," I whispered.
"Don't mention it," she replied as she returned her attention to the eggs. I couldn't help but notice that despite her stern expression, there was a small smile on her lips.
So far, so good.
We ate our breakfast in silence. After I finished, I stood up to help her clean up, but she shook her head no. So, I decided to take my shower. Since I was staying for the summer, I had a room and a bathroom close to it. However, I decided to use the one that Al, James and Lily normally used on the next floor up.
I grinned as I put my next plan into action.
In order for Ginny to reach her bedroom and the bathroom next to it, she would have to pass the first one. I quickly stripped off my clothes and threw them to the floor. I started to close the door, but left it cracked open. I listened for any signs of footsteps, but she must've still been in the kitchen. Grinning to myself, I turned the shower on, but didn't step in just yet.
As I peaked out again, I could see a flash of red hair and the sounds of footsteps ascending the staircases. My timing couldn't have been any better.
I grabbed my cock and began stroking it. I leaned my head against the wall and began to moan, calling out Ginny's name. I didn't want the noise of the running water to completely block out my moans. In my mind, I pictured Ginny on her knees as I drove my cock into her from behind. I imagined her moans and her pleas.
I didn't know if she could hear me, so I continued masturbating. As my moans reached their fevered pitch, I thought I could hear footsteps right outside the bathroom door. They seemed to stop as though Ginny was trying to listen. I imagined she was debating whether to see if I was in any trouble. Then the footsteps hurried away again, almost running. I hoped she got a good earful and a good look.
I decided enough was enough. I stepped into the shower and began washing myself thoroughly. After I finished, I wrapped a towel around myself and left the bathroom. I started climbing the stairs to my room. I neared Harry and Ginny's bedroom and noticed the door was ajar. I listened carefully, but couldn't hear anything. She must've been in the bathroom. I pressed on.
The bathroom right next to the bedroom had its door closed. I figured it would. If Ginny was aroused by what I did, she wasn't going to acknowledge it right away. I had to be patient.
The rest of the day passed without incident. Initially, Ginny seemed to ignore me, but as the day went on, she gradually began to interact with me like nothing had happened. When Harry returned home from work, Ginny and I were acting normally. I don't think Harry suspected a thing, and he usually had keen senses for suspicious behavior.
The next day started off normally. I arrived in the kitchen to find a plate of breakfast already on the table for me. Ginny, however, was nowhere in sight. I guessed she didn't want a repeat of the previous day. I shrugged. Since the kids were gone for a while longer, I could continue to afford to be patient. I sat down and ate my breakfast.
I finished my breakfast and washed my dishes. I began to climb the stairs, almost stopping at the bathroom I had used earlier. I decided to use my bathroom, and perhaps, it was a good thing I did.
I was passing their bedroom when I heard a noise. The bedroom door was slightly open and I hesitated. I decided to risk a quick peek to see who or what was making the noise.
To my absolute delight, it was Ginny. She was lying on her bed, naked. She was holding something in her hand and had her legs wide open. She was pushing something in and out, moaning as she did. At first, I couldn't hear what she was saying. Then I heard her moan, "Teddy."
Knowing that I could be caught was an exciting, if scary prospect. Nonetheless, I stood there as quietly as I could, listening to Ginny pleasure herself. I felt my cock stir and wanted to lower my boxers, but I didn't want her to catch me at the moment.
As I walked to the bathroom to take a shower, I grinned. So far my plan was working quite nicely. It was time to go to the next stage in the plan.
Later that afternoon, I went to the library in Grimmauld Place. When I had first visited it, both Harry and Kreacher had warned me not to read any of the books. Even though Kreacher had still had a bit of an attachment to the Black family, he cared enough for the Potters to prevent them from the more dangerous items, and believe it or not, that included the books.
Ginny had told me at the beginning of the summer that she wanted to get rid of the books and make way for more family friendly books. I interpreted that as books that were safe to read. She hadn't yet started work on the library, because I figured she would need her brother Bill's help if Harry couldn't help. However, Bill had been extremely busy, so she had finally decided to start working.
I was right. She was in the library. She was standing on a small ladder, trying to reach up to an upper shelf.
"If you're trying to get a book to read, I'd recommend using the Summoning Charm," I said dryly as I walked in.
She almost lost her balance and I hurried forward to steady the ladder. She glared at me. "Very funny, Teddy. These are not the books I'd want to read and even if I did, something is keeping these books on the shelf."
"Some sort of sticking charm, like the kind that kept Sirius's mum's portrait on the wall for years?"
"Probably. But for all I know, this could be a different kind of spell. Maybe you need the right intent to remove the book or something. Too bad Bill is busy. Even Hermione would've been helpful," Ginny grumbled as she stepped down.
"Maybe I could help. That's why I'm here this summer," I offered.
"I thought you were here to try to seduce me," she replied dryly.
I stopped short, staring at her incredulously. Had she already figured it out?
"I don't know what you mean," I said, trying to deny her accusation.
She rolled her eyes. "I might not be Hermione, but I'm not Crabbe or Goyle either, Teddy. Did you think I wouldn't notice all of those posters of me you used to have when you were younger? I noticed you would often look at me with gaga eyes," she explained patiently. "And before you ask how I know, I used to look at Harry like that when I was Lily's age." Her face reddened slightly.
But she wasn't blushing as much as I probably was. I could practically feel the heat radiating from my face. I thought I had been clever and careful, but she knew what I was planning even before I had started my planning.
"In that case, I'd better leave," I said, beginning to walk out of the library.
She grabbed my arm and turned me around to face her. "Why?"
"Because I had a crush on you and you knew I tried to seduce you. If Harry finds out…" I began, but she placed a finger on my lips.
"Then I guess we should make sure that he doesn't find out," she whispered. Before I could ask what she meant, she kissed me. At first, it was a soft, gentle kiss, but then it became passionate and needy. She wrapped her arms around my neck and I lowered my head so she could fully enjoy the kiss.
As we continued to snog, my hands began to roam down her back. I loved how she felt, pressed against my body. I could only imagine the feel of our naked bodies pressed against each other.
She pulled away from me and I feared she had changed her mind. Instead, she took my hand and led me out of the library. We stopped twice against the wall and began snogging again. "Fuck, Gin, I need you," I whispered against her neck.
"Say it again," she begged.
"I need you," I repeated.
"No, not that. What you called me."
"Gin, I need you."
She was now spurred on. She took the initiative and began attacking my neck with her mouth. She drove me backward until I was now against the wall. She knelt and started undoing the belt buckle.
"Let me help you with that," I insisted, but she pushed my hand away. Soon, I felt my pants and boxers yanked down. She took my cock in her hand and began pleasuring me.
I closed my eyes and leaned my head back as I moaned. I had been orally pleasured by other witches during my last year at Hogwarts, but they were amateurs compared to Ginny Potter. She knew exactly what to do and knew how to elicit even louder moans from me.
If there ever was a blissful state, I thought I was pretty close to it. After what seemed like ages, I was close. "Ginny, I don't think I can hold back any longer," I said.
She withdrew her mouth and I came right there and then. She took her wand and cleaned up a bit.
"Thank you," I whispered.
"Oh, we're not finished yet," she promised. She stood up. Taking me by the hand, she finished leading me to the bedroom where she shut the door behind us.
I didn't give her the chance to do anything else. As soon as the door closed, I immediately grabbed her and started kissing her again. As we continued to snog, she started backing us up toward the bed, not caring if she was in danger of tripping over anything on the floor.
Ginny collapsed on the bed, pulling me down on top of her. We continued to snog as I began to grind my body against her. "You know what? It's not fair," I said in between kisses.
"What's that?" she gasped as I suddenly kissed her neck.
"That I'm half naked, and you still have all of your clothes on."
"Well, go ahead and undress me. I'm not stopping you. Not this time," she demanded.
"Gladly."
I began unbuttoning her blouse slowly, hoping to drive her crazy with lust. She squirmed impatiently as I stopped briefly after each button and smirked. I took a few seconds to admire her increasingly exposed skin. "You know, Ginny. I'm wondering how many freckles you have," I blurted out.
She gritted her teeth. "You can count them all you want. But first take off my clothes and fuck me."
I smirked again. "All good things to those who wait."
"Weasleys aren't known for their patience, even if they're married," she countered.
"I can see that."
She squirmed, trying to get me to continue taking off her clothes. Once again, I began unbuttoning her blouse at a snail's pace. Finally, when I finished with the last button, she sat up, took it off and threw it as hard as she could. "Now, take off my skirt," she demanded.
"Gladly," I said. As I began to pull down her skirt, I noticed something was missing. "What happened to your bra?"
She grinned wickedly. "I don't usually wear bras if the kids aren't home. Makes it easier for when Harry and I shag."
"Please don't mention you and Harry shagging," I said.
"Why? Because you want to shag me?" she asked innocently.
"Exactly."
"Then what are you waiting for me?" she demanded.
It was my turn to grin wickedly. I pulled my shirt off so that we were both naked. I took a moment to, ahem, admire the view. She was even sexier than I had imagined, even at her age. Although she was no longer playing Quidditch professionally, she continued to keep in shape.
"Do you like what you see?" she teased.
"Definitely," I said and I kissed her. She pressed her body against mine, allowing me to feel her breasts against my chest. Gently, I nudged her legs apart, giving me access. "Are you ready?" I asked.
She responded by kissing me passionately. "Yes, please," she begged.
"Tell me," I teased.
"Please, fuck me," she begged harder.
"Your wish is my command," I promised.
I slowly thrust my cock into her pussy and she closed her eyes in pleasure. I wanted to make sure she adjusted to me before I started moving. I slowly began thrusting in and out, eliciting moans and cries. She held me tightly, her fingernails scratching my skin. I winced a little, but she didn't notice.
I loved how she felt. I loved how she wrapped her legs around my waist, forcing me even deeper into her. We began to snog as she shagged. Our lips battled for dominance, not wanting to concede to the other.
"Oh, fuck, that feel so good," she moaned as I continued to thrust into her.
I groaned in reply as I concentrated on pleasing her. I had plenty of fantasies about Ginny, but none of them measured up to the real thing. Part of me wanted to take things nice and slowly, but the other part wanted me to just pound my cock into her as fast and as hard as I could.
Her moans and cries grew louder as we continued our illicit tryst. She was truly a passionate witch. She would kiss me desperately and her moans would be pleas. Suddenly, I had an idea. I closed my eyes in concentration and a second later, my blue hair turned into messy, black hair.
Ginny opened her eyes and gasped, "Teddy! What…?"
I smirked. "How does it feel shagging someone who looks like your husband? Or, would you rather look like this?" My black hair transformed into Weasley red hair. "Who knows, maybe you have a deep fascination with the taboo."
Ginny tried to look both aghast and amused at the same time. "How about you have your normal hair? When I want sex with Harry, I'd wait for him to get home. Now shut up and fuck me," she commanded him again.
"With pleasure," I replied, kissing her passionately.
I decided to change positions. Without giving her any warning, I flipped us both over so I was now on my back and she was on top. She grinned as she looked down on me. She began to ride me. "Do you like what you see?" she asked.
"Definitely."
As we continued our lovemaking, I felt my climax approaching. "Ginny, I'm close," I said, gritting my teeth. I hoped to hold back as long as I could.
She nodded. I flipped us back over so she was on her back and I was thrusting into her, almost recklessly. "Oh, that's so good! I'm almost there, Gin," I said. I couldn't hold back any longer and spilled my seed into her. She came soon, screaming my name.
Afterwards, we talked while we cuddled. We punctuated each word with a kiss. "Now, Ginny, can you do me a favor?"
"Anything, Teddy."
"First, tell me why did you play hard to get earlier?"
She gave me a patient look. "First, even though I had suspected your crush on me, I didn't know if you really still had it or if you were just playing along. It wasn't until I heard you in the shower that I was sure. Second, I am still a married woman, so I can't throw myself at every single young adult wizard who has a crush on me. How would that look?"
"Well, you sure fooled me. I thought I would have to plan to seduce you some more. May I ask a personal question?" She nodded. "Don't use the Bat Bogey Hex on me, but how is your sex life with Harry?"
She sighed. "It's not bad, but it's not as great as it once was. That's mostly due to the kids being around, but we've also gotten into a routine. I wanted a way to shake things up a bit."
"I have an idea. When Harry gets home, how about you jump him and shag him near my bedroom?" I suggested, smirking.
Ginny gasped. "But...what if Harry knows you're here?"
"That's what powerful Disillusionment Charms are for. Besides, you wanted to shake things up a bit. Maybe shagging him after me will be just what you needed," I told her.
She thought about it for a while. Then she nodded. "Deal, but only if we get to shag when Harry's not home."
Now that was a deal I could agree to. I grinned evilly, causing her to widen her eyes. I pounced and began to fuck her again. "Merlin, Teddy! Harder!" she moaned. I did as she commanded.
We shagged a couple of more times before finally getting dressed. We went to take separate showers if Harry arrived home before finished. I had wanted to take her on the dining room table, but figured there wasn't enough time. Harry did arrive home later that evening, and we all had a nice dinner. I don't know if he suspected anything, but Ginny and I made sure we acted as normally as possible.
Finally, the time came for the kids to return home. I knew Ginny and I would not be able to spend all that much time together. But I was thankful for the time we had together. I only hope Harry wouldn't discover the truth. After all, he thought I was a model wizard for his children, especially James. But he didn't know, and hopefully he wouldn't, that he had a bad, bad godson.
The End
Author: lrthunder
Pairing: Teddy/Ginny
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: 17. When Teddy stays for the summers at Grimmauld Place, it's not to be closer to his godfather, Harry.
Content Information/Warnings: 4,019 words. Adultery, infidelity, explicit sex (hence the NC-17 rating)
Summary: Teddy wanted to spend more time at Grimmauld Place, but it was not to be with his godfather. No, he had his eyes on Ginny.
Author's Notes: Takes place the summer before the epilogue so Teddy is 18 and already out of Hogwarts.
They said James and Freddie were the bad ones of the family. If they were only talking about pranks and detentions, then they'd be right. But if they were talking about something far more serious, then I would put them to shame. Nothing they did ever could compare to betrayal. Now, I'm not talking about betraying a family to an evil wizard, but it was almost as bad.
I'm talking about betraying my godfather's trust in me and leading his wife to betray her vows.
Oh, perhaps I should introduce myself before I forget. I'm Teddy Remus Lupin.
My desires began when Harry would take me to see Ginny's Quidditch matches. Now, I was far too young to know what sex was, but I remembered Ginny as the most beautiful player on the field. Some wizards might have considered her teammates sexier, but I had eyes only for her. As I grew older, I would look for posters and pictures of Ginny's career as a Holyhead Harpy. Even when having James, Al, and Lily had forced her to give up Quidditch, I wouldn't stop thinking about her in that uniform.
The desires grew as she grew older. Now in her mid to late 30's, she wasn't the young Chaser she had been, but in many ways, she grew even sexier. My friends at Hogwarts would turn their heads and whistle admiringly when they saw her. I snapped at them, trying to shut them up. I only hoped they didn't realize what a hypocrite I was.
It all came to fruition after my last year. I had started dating Victoire Weasley to deceive people. In public, we couldn't keep our hands off each other, much to the disapproval of her father and Grandmum Weasley. In private, she knew my heart belonged to another. "Who is she?" she had asked one time, but she never got an answer. If she ever found out, it would get quite ugly.
Kreacher, Harry's house-elf, had finally passed away during my seventh year. So, Ginny had needed help in keeping up with Grimmauld Place. Sensing an opportunity, I decided to volunteer. To allay any suspicions, I told everyone I would be spending the summer with my godfather there. Unfortunately, all the Potter kids would be there as well, so I would have to act carefully.
Fortunately, being the son of a Marauder had its advantages. Even though Harry was one too, my father was the smart one, not the cocky one. I had spotted an advertisement for a summer Quidditch camp in Ireland. I used all of my powers of persuasion so James and Al could go. Even though Al had yet to start Hogwarts, there were probably activities pre-Hogwarts children could do.
Lily, however, was too young to go. The minimum age was 10 and she was only 9. So, I managed to convince Aunt Hermione and Uncle Ron, whom Harry and Ginny had insisted that I address them as, to find a camp that Rose, Lily and Hugo might find interesting. And to my great fortune, they did.
With Harry's job as Head of the Auror Department and the kids gone, that paved the way for me to seduce and shag Ginny.
And today was the day I planned to begin Operation: Bed Mrs. Potter. And, of course, I solemnly swore that I was going to be up to no good.
It began with breakfast. I was still clad in my shirt and boxers, while Ginny was in her bathrobe. Harry had already eaten breakfast and had left for work, leaving just me and my object of my lust.
"What do you want for breakfast?" Ginny asked as she pulled out a pan. "Eggs? Toast?"
"I've got a better idea," I said.
"What's that?" she asked carefully.
"How about I make you some breakfast, Ginny?"
"That's not necessary, Teddy," she replied.
"Oh, I think it is. Should I put on my puppy dog eyes?" I transformed my hair and face to try to tug on her heart-strings. She placed a hand to her mouth and giggled. "Do I need to show some tears?"
"You are something else, Teddy Remus Lupin. I hope James doesn't turn out like you," she laughed.
She didn't know how right she was to have that hope, I thought to myself.
"At least let me help," I said insistently.
"OK. If I let you help me, would you stop asking me?" she teased.
I grinned. "You have a deal."
As she turned to begin making breakfast, I walked up right behind her. She didn't seem to notice me as she cracked open a couple of eggs. I wrapped my arms around her, causing her to jump.
"Teddy! What do you think you're doing?" she demanded.
"Helping you make breakfast," I teased.
"Harry's helped me make breakfast before, but not like that," she said, trying to throw my arms off of her.
"Well, I'm not Harry."
Ginny rolled her eyes. "That's for sure. Now stop playing around."
"Who says I'm playing?" I asked as I pulled her hair back gently, exposing her neck. I kissed it, eliciting a moan from her lips. "You know you want this."
"Teddy, enough," she said firmly. I backed off and she turned and glared at me. I knew my plan depended on not pushing too far too quickly. What I needed to do now was to pretend to agree. "I don't know what's gotten into you, but I'm not only a married woman, but your godfather is my husband. Also, you're seeing Victoire. Neither Bill or Fleur would take it lightly."
"I'm sorry, Ginny. I don't know what came over me. I must've had too much Firewhiskey to drink last night and I might still be a bit tipsy."
"Then, I'll make sure it's banished from the house and you won't have to worry about that problem again."
"Thanks," I whispered.
"Don't mention it," she replied as she returned her attention to the eggs. I couldn't help but notice that despite her stern expression, there was a small smile on her lips.
So far, so good.
We ate our breakfast in silence. After I finished, I stood up to help her clean up, but she shook her head no. So, I decided to take my shower. Since I was staying for the summer, I had a room and a bathroom close to it. However, I decided to use the one that Al, James and Lily normally used on the next floor up.
I grinned as I put my next plan into action.
In order for Ginny to reach her bedroom and the bathroom next to it, she would have to pass the first one. I quickly stripped off my clothes and threw them to the floor. I started to close the door, but left it cracked open. I listened for any signs of footsteps, but she must've still been in the kitchen. Grinning to myself, I turned the shower on, but didn't step in just yet.
As I peaked out again, I could see a flash of red hair and the sounds of footsteps ascending the staircases. My timing couldn't have been any better.
I grabbed my cock and began stroking it. I leaned my head against the wall and began to moan, calling out Ginny's name. I didn't want the noise of the running water to completely block out my moans. In my mind, I pictured Ginny on her knees as I drove my cock into her from behind. I imagined her moans and her pleas.
I didn't know if she could hear me, so I continued masturbating. As my moans reached their fevered pitch, I thought I could hear footsteps right outside the bathroom door. They seemed to stop as though Ginny was trying to listen. I imagined she was debating whether to see if I was in any trouble. Then the footsteps hurried away again, almost running. I hoped she got a good earful and a good look.
I decided enough was enough. I stepped into the shower and began washing myself thoroughly. After I finished, I wrapped a towel around myself and left the bathroom. I started climbing the stairs to my room. I neared Harry and Ginny's bedroom and noticed the door was ajar. I listened carefully, but couldn't hear anything. She must've been in the bathroom. I pressed on.
The bathroom right next to the bedroom had its door closed. I figured it would. If Ginny was aroused by what I did, she wasn't going to acknowledge it right away. I had to be patient.
The rest of the day passed without incident. Initially, Ginny seemed to ignore me, but as the day went on, she gradually began to interact with me like nothing had happened. When Harry returned home from work, Ginny and I were acting normally. I don't think Harry suspected a thing, and he usually had keen senses for suspicious behavior.
The next day started off normally. I arrived in the kitchen to find a plate of breakfast already on the table for me. Ginny, however, was nowhere in sight. I guessed she didn't want a repeat of the previous day. I shrugged. Since the kids were gone for a while longer, I could continue to afford to be patient. I sat down and ate my breakfast.
I finished my breakfast and washed my dishes. I began to climb the stairs, almost stopping at the bathroom I had used earlier. I decided to use my bathroom, and perhaps, it was a good thing I did.
I was passing their bedroom when I heard a noise. The bedroom door was slightly open and I hesitated. I decided to risk a quick peek to see who or what was making the noise.
To my absolute delight, it was Ginny. She was lying on her bed, naked. She was holding something in her hand and had her legs wide open. She was pushing something in and out, moaning as she did. At first, I couldn't hear what she was saying. Then I heard her moan, "Teddy."
Knowing that I could be caught was an exciting, if scary prospect. Nonetheless, I stood there as quietly as I could, listening to Ginny pleasure herself. I felt my cock stir and wanted to lower my boxers, but I didn't want her to catch me at the moment.
As I walked to the bathroom to take a shower, I grinned. So far my plan was working quite nicely. It was time to go to the next stage in the plan.
Later that afternoon, I went to the library in Grimmauld Place. When I had first visited it, both Harry and Kreacher had warned me not to read any of the books. Even though Kreacher had still had a bit of an attachment to the Black family, he cared enough for the Potters to prevent them from the more dangerous items, and believe it or not, that included the books.
Ginny had told me at the beginning of the summer that she wanted to get rid of the books and make way for more family friendly books. I interpreted that as books that were safe to read. She hadn't yet started work on the library, because I figured she would need her brother Bill's help if Harry couldn't help. However, Bill had been extremely busy, so she had finally decided to start working.
I was right. She was in the library. She was standing on a small ladder, trying to reach up to an upper shelf.
"If you're trying to get a book to read, I'd recommend using the Summoning Charm," I said dryly as I walked in.
She almost lost her balance and I hurried forward to steady the ladder. She glared at me. "Very funny, Teddy. These are not the books I'd want to read and even if I did, something is keeping these books on the shelf."
"Some sort of sticking charm, like the kind that kept Sirius's mum's portrait on the wall for years?"
"Probably. But for all I know, this could be a different kind of spell. Maybe you need the right intent to remove the book or something. Too bad Bill is busy. Even Hermione would've been helpful," Ginny grumbled as she stepped down.
"Maybe I could help. That's why I'm here this summer," I offered.
"I thought you were here to try to seduce me," she replied dryly.
I stopped short, staring at her incredulously. Had she already figured it out?
"I don't know what you mean," I said, trying to deny her accusation.
She rolled her eyes. "I might not be Hermione, but I'm not Crabbe or Goyle either, Teddy. Did you think I wouldn't notice all of those posters of me you used to have when you were younger? I noticed you would often look at me with gaga eyes," she explained patiently. "And before you ask how I know, I used to look at Harry like that when I was Lily's age." Her face reddened slightly.
But she wasn't blushing as much as I probably was. I could practically feel the heat radiating from my face. I thought I had been clever and careful, but she knew what I was planning even before I had started my planning.
"In that case, I'd better leave," I said, beginning to walk out of the library.
She grabbed my arm and turned me around to face her. "Why?"
"Because I had a crush on you and you knew I tried to seduce you. If Harry finds out…" I began, but she placed a finger on my lips.
"Then I guess we should make sure that he doesn't find out," she whispered. Before I could ask what she meant, she kissed me. At first, it was a soft, gentle kiss, but then it became passionate and needy. She wrapped her arms around my neck and I lowered my head so she could fully enjoy the kiss.
As we continued to snog, my hands began to roam down her back. I loved how she felt, pressed against my body. I could only imagine the feel of our naked bodies pressed against each other.
She pulled away from me and I feared she had changed her mind. Instead, she took my hand and led me out of the library. We stopped twice against the wall and began snogging again. "Fuck, Gin, I need you," I whispered against her neck.
"Say it again," she begged.
"I need you," I repeated.
"No, not that. What you called me."
"Gin, I need you."
She was now spurred on. She took the initiative and began attacking my neck with her mouth. She drove me backward until I was now against the wall. She knelt and started undoing the belt buckle.
"Let me help you with that," I insisted, but she pushed my hand away. Soon, I felt my pants and boxers yanked down. She took my cock in her hand and began pleasuring me.
I closed my eyes and leaned my head back as I moaned. I had been orally pleasured by other witches during my last year at Hogwarts, but they were amateurs compared to Ginny Potter. She knew exactly what to do and knew how to elicit even louder moans from me.
If there ever was a blissful state, I thought I was pretty close to it. After what seemed like ages, I was close. "Ginny, I don't think I can hold back any longer," I said.
She withdrew her mouth and I came right there and then. She took her wand and cleaned up a bit.
"Thank you," I whispered.
"Oh, we're not finished yet," she promised. She stood up. Taking me by the hand, she finished leading me to the bedroom where she shut the door behind us.
I didn't give her the chance to do anything else. As soon as the door closed, I immediately grabbed her and started kissing her again. As we continued to snog, she started backing us up toward the bed, not caring if she was in danger of tripping over anything on the floor.
Ginny collapsed on the bed, pulling me down on top of her. We continued to snog as I began to grind my body against her. "You know what? It's not fair," I said in between kisses.
"What's that?" she gasped as I suddenly kissed her neck.
"That I'm half naked, and you still have all of your clothes on."
"Well, go ahead and undress me. I'm not stopping you. Not this time," she demanded.
"Gladly."
I began unbuttoning her blouse slowly, hoping to drive her crazy with lust. She squirmed impatiently as I stopped briefly after each button and smirked. I took a few seconds to admire her increasingly exposed skin. "You know, Ginny. I'm wondering how many freckles you have," I blurted out.
She gritted her teeth. "You can count them all you want. But first take off my clothes and fuck me."
I smirked again. "All good things to those who wait."
"Weasleys aren't known for their patience, even if they're married," she countered.
"I can see that."
She squirmed, trying to get me to continue taking off her clothes. Once again, I began unbuttoning her blouse at a snail's pace. Finally, when I finished with the last button, she sat up, took it off and threw it as hard as she could. "Now, take off my skirt," she demanded.
"Gladly," I said. As I began to pull down her skirt, I noticed something was missing. "What happened to your bra?"
She grinned wickedly. "I don't usually wear bras if the kids aren't home. Makes it easier for when Harry and I shag."
"Please don't mention you and Harry shagging," I said.
"Why? Because you want to shag me?" she asked innocently.
"Exactly."
"Then what are you waiting for me?" she demanded.
It was my turn to grin wickedly. I pulled my shirt off so that we were both naked. I took a moment to, ahem, admire the view. She was even sexier than I had imagined, even at her age. Although she was no longer playing Quidditch professionally, she continued to keep in shape.
"Do you like what you see?" she teased.
"Definitely," I said and I kissed her. She pressed her body against mine, allowing me to feel her breasts against my chest. Gently, I nudged her legs apart, giving me access. "Are you ready?" I asked.
She responded by kissing me passionately. "Yes, please," she begged.
"Tell me," I teased.
"Please, fuck me," she begged harder.
"Your wish is my command," I promised.
I slowly thrust my cock into her pussy and she closed her eyes in pleasure. I wanted to make sure she adjusted to me before I started moving. I slowly began thrusting in and out, eliciting moans and cries. She held me tightly, her fingernails scratching my skin. I winced a little, but she didn't notice.
I loved how she felt. I loved how she wrapped her legs around my waist, forcing me even deeper into her. We began to snog as she shagged. Our lips battled for dominance, not wanting to concede to the other.
"Oh, fuck, that feel so good," she moaned as I continued to thrust into her.
I groaned in reply as I concentrated on pleasing her. I had plenty of fantasies about Ginny, but none of them measured up to the real thing. Part of me wanted to take things nice and slowly, but the other part wanted me to just pound my cock into her as fast and as hard as I could.
Her moans and cries grew louder as we continued our illicit tryst. She was truly a passionate witch. She would kiss me desperately and her moans would be pleas. Suddenly, I had an idea. I closed my eyes in concentration and a second later, my blue hair turned into messy, black hair.
Ginny opened her eyes and gasped, "Teddy! What…?"
I smirked. "How does it feel shagging someone who looks like your husband? Or, would you rather look like this?" My black hair transformed into Weasley red hair. "Who knows, maybe you have a deep fascination with the taboo."
Ginny tried to look both aghast and amused at the same time. "How about you have your normal hair? When I want sex with Harry, I'd wait for him to get home. Now shut up and fuck me," she commanded him again.
"With pleasure," I replied, kissing her passionately.
I decided to change positions. Without giving her any warning, I flipped us both over so I was now on my back and she was on top. She grinned as she looked down on me. She began to ride me. "Do you like what you see?" she asked.
"Definitely."
As we continued our lovemaking, I felt my climax approaching. "Ginny, I'm close," I said, gritting my teeth. I hoped to hold back as long as I could.
She nodded. I flipped us back over so she was on her back and I was thrusting into her, almost recklessly. "Oh, that's so good! I'm almost there, Gin," I said. I couldn't hold back any longer and spilled my seed into her. She came soon, screaming my name.
Afterwards, we talked while we cuddled. We punctuated each word with a kiss. "Now, Ginny, can you do me a favor?"
"Anything, Teddy."
"First, tell me why did you play hard to get earlier?"
She gave me a patient look. "First, even though I had suspected your crush on me, I didn't know if you really still had it or if you were just playing along. It wasn't until I heard you in the shower that I was sure. Second, I am still a married woman, so I can't throw myself at every single young adult wizard who has a crush on me. How would that look?"
"Well, you sure fooled me. I thought I would have to plan to seduce you some more. May I ask a personal question?" She nodded. "Don't use the Bat Bogey Hex on me, but how is your sex life with Harry?"
She sighed. "It's not bad, but it's not as great as it once was. That's mostly due to the kids being around, but we've also gotten into a routine. I wanted a way to shake things up a bit."
"I have an idea. When Harry gets home, how about you jump him and shag him near my bedroom?" I suggested, smirking.
Ginny gasped. "But...what if Harry knows you're here?"
"That's what powerful Disillusionment Charms are for. Besides, you wanted to shake things up a bit. Maybe shagging him after me will be just what you needed," I told her.
She thought about it for a while. Then she nodded. "Deal, but only if we get to shag when Harry's not home."
Now that was a deal I could agree to. I grinned evilly, causing her to widen her eyes. I pounced and began to fuck her again. "Merlin, Teddy! Harder!" she moaned. I did as she commanded.
We shagged a couple of more times before finally getting dressed. We went to take separate showers if Harry arrived home before finished. I had wanted to take her on the dining room table, but figured there wasn't enough time. Harry did arrive home later that evening, and we all had a nice dinner. I don't know if he suspected anything, but Ginny and I made sure we acted as normally as possible.
Finally, the time came for the kids to return home. I knew Ginny and I would not be able to spend all that much time together. But I was thankful for the time we had together. I only hope Harry wouldn't discover the truth. After all, he thought I was a model wizard for his children, especially James. But he didn't know, and hopefully he wouldn't, that he had a bad, bad godson.
The End