Ginny's Got a Lovely Bunch
Ginny's Got a Lovely Bunch
And Harry sure isn't complaining.
“They’re just so…incredibly…soft,” Harry said, looking down with a look of awe as he caressed them.
“Why thank you, Harry,” Ginny replied with a grin. “Would you like to rest your head against them?”
“Oh God, may I?” Ginny nodded, and Harry sighed in bliss as he reclined his head against the plump mounds.
“They feel even better like this,” he murmured dreamily, voice slightly muffled as he nuzzled his face further into the welcoming warmth.
Ginny laughed. “I do love those old pillows,” she agreed, before tiptoeing out of the room to leave her boyfriend to nap in peace.
And Harry sure isn't complaining.
“They’re just so…incredibly…soft,” Harry said, looking down with a look of awe as he caressed them.
“Why thank you, Harry,” Ginny replied with a grin. “Would you like to rest your head against them?”
“Oh God, may I?” Ginny nodded, and Harry sighed in bliss as he reclined his head against the plump mounds.
“They feel even better like this,” he murmured dreamily, voice slightly muffled as he nuzzled his face further into the welcoming warmth.
Ginny laughed. “I do love those old pillows,” she agreed, before tiptoeing out of the room to leave her boyfriend to nap in peace.