Drunk & Truth - 2 H/G Drabbles
Drunk
Harry focused all his attention on Ginny, and the way her breath hitched as he skimmed his fingers along her hips. Mouth tingling with the heat of the liquor he’d consumed, he pressed his lips against the soft column of her neck. It was dark in the room they’d snuck away to, but he had spent days memorizing her freckles, and with every kiss he imagined that he was connecting each and every one. Ginny arched against him, trailing her fingers down his back, letting out a soft moan that made him shiver in turn. Harry wasn’t so drunk anymore.
Truth
Hermione suddenly slammed her enormous tome shut, eyeing her best mate thoughtfully.
“Something the matter?” Harry murmured, never taking his eyes off of his Potions essay.
“You and Ginny never returned to the tower,” Hermione said with a knowing smirk. “I take it the snogging went well?”
“No, actually, it didn’t go well,” Harry answered casually.
Hermione let out a disbelieving snort. “Come on, you two were gone for hours. You can tell me the truth, I’ll make sure Ron doesn’t hurt you for it.”
Harry smiled to himself. “You don’t understand. It didn’t go well - it went bloody fantastic.”
Harry focused all his attention on Ginny, and the way her breath hitched as he skimmed his fingers along her hips. Mouth tingling with the heat of the liquor he’d consumed, he pressed his lips against the soft column of her neck. It was dark in the room they’d snuck away to, but he had spent days memorizing her freckles, and with every kiss he imagined that he was connecting each and every one. Ginny arched against him, trailing her fingers down his back, letting out a soft moan that made him shiver in turn. Harry wasn’t so drunk anymore.
Truth
Hermione suddenly slammed her enormous tome shut, eyeing her best mate thoughtfully.
“Something the matter?” Harry murmured, never taking his eyes off of his Potions essay.
“You and Ginny never returned to the tower,” Hermione said with a knowing smirk. “I take it the snogging went well?”
“No, actually, it didn’t go well,” Harry answered casually.
Hermione let out a disbelieving snort. “Come on, you two were gone for hours. You can tell me the truth, I’ll make sure Ron doesn’t hurt you for it.”
Harry smiled to himself. “You don’t understand. It didn’t go well - it went bloody fantastic.”