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Title: Shag
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 457
Notes: Written for sweet_erised who requested Harry/Ginny and another pairing to boot.
Disclaimer: HP universe belongs to JK Rowling
“I did not just see that.” Harry held his head in his hands as he sat on a couch in an empty classroom. “Yes, you did.” Ginny told him; she was sitting on rug directly across from him with a mild amused expression on her freckled face. “I have no idea what you're talking about.” She tilted her head to the side, not that he was able to see it. “Oh I'll remind you then. You just finish seeing Crookshanks and Mrs Norris having a nice shag on the second corridor.” A groan was muffled by his hands, “Be useful and Obliviate me. I already know who'll be my roommate at St Mungo's.”
Ginny extended her hands and pried his face free from it's prison. “One, you're not going to room with Lockhart....not if we want to keep your remaining sanity.” He grinned and pulled his hands away to run them through his hair, “You mean I have some left?” Her eyes immediately narrowed, “I'm not going to even dignify that with a response.” Harry decided to point out the obvious, “You just did by saying you wouldn't.” She huffed in annoyance, “Did not.” He rolled his eyes, “Did too. What's number two?” “Did-oh right. Number two.” He said in a sing-song voice,“I win.” Her finger poked into his chest in accusation, “You cheated!”
“Number two,” he reminded her before the got trapped again in the childish game of who did what. “Oh yes, number two is that I am being useful..I'm reminding you of the great match of Crookshanks and Mrs Norris.” He leaned forward and announced, “That's it! I'm taking your wand and obliviating myself.” Harry tackled her down with both of them landing on the rug. Her wand fell somewhere a little out of reach. He dropped his hand after taking another attempt to reaching it without moving away from his position on top of her. He touched hard textured and looked at it oddly. “Shag rug?” Harry asked out loud.
“I think..” He moved his line of vision away from the rug and down to her as she trailed off. “I think someone somewhere is trying to tell us something.” His face inched a bit closer to hers to mock her, “Or maybe someone's just obsessed with the word shag.” A smirk started to appear on her face. “A little bit of this. A little bit of that. Not that I think you should be complaining, Potter.” His voice lowered a bit as his lips hovered over hers, “Who says I am?” Her eyes closed as she prepared to what would come next. “I do,” Ginny managed to say right before her mouth was too occupied by his.
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 457
Notes: Written for sweet_erised who requested Harry/Ginny and another pairing to boot.
Disclaimer: HP universe belongs to JK Rowling
“I did not just see that.” Harry held his head in his hands as he sat on a couch in an empty classroom. “Yes, you did.” Ginny told him; she was sitting on rug directly across from him with a mild amused expression on her freckled face. “I have no idea what you're talking about.” She tilted her head to the side, not that he was able to see it. “Oh I'll remind you then. You just finish seeing Crookshanks and Mrs Norris having a nice shag on the second corridor.” A groan was muffled by his hands, “Be useful and Obliviate me. I already know who'll be my roommate at St Mungo's.”
Ginny extended her hands and pried his face free from it's prison. “One, you're not going to room with Lockhart....not if we want to keep your remaining sanity.” He grinned and pulled his hands away to run them through his hair, “You mean I have some left?” Her eyes immediately narrowed, “I'm not going to even dignify that with a response.” Harry decided to point out the obvious, “You just did by saying you wouldn't.” She huffed in annoyance, “Did not.” He rolled his eyes, “Did too. What's number two?” “Did-oh right. Number two.” He said in a sing-song voice,“I win.” Her finger poked into his chest in accusation, “You cheated!”
“Number two,” he reminded her before the got trapped again in the childish game of who did what. “Oh yes, number two is that I am being useful..I'm reminding you of the great match of Crookshanks and Mrs Norris.” He leaned forward and announced, “That's it! I'm taking your wand and obliviating myself.” Harry tackled her down with both of them landing on the rug. Her wand fell somewhere a little out of reach. He dropped his hand after taking another attempt to reaching it without moving away from his position on top of her. He touched hard textured and looked at it oddly. “Shag rug?” Harry asked out loud.
“I think..” He moved his line of vision away from the rug and down to her as she trailed off. “I think someone somewhere is trying to tell us something.” His face inched a bit closer to hers to mock her, “Or maybe someone's just obsessed with the word shag.” A smirk started to appear on her face. “A little bit of this. A little bit of that. Not that I think you should be complaining, Potter.” His voice lowered a bit as his lips hovered over hers, “Who says I am?” Her eyes closed as she prepared to what would come next. “I do,” Ginny managed to say right before her mouth was too occupied by his.