[Fic]: Preview of the next bit of "Summer of the Bundling Charm" (1200 words)
Harry Potter and the Summer of the Bundling Charm, part 4 (Preview)
A Harry Potter fanfic
By Andrew yclept Aelfwine
Rating: PG. 1200 words
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The characters and situations of the Harry Potter series are copyright J.K. Rowling. They may not be used or reproduced commercially without permission. The use of these characters and situations is not to be construed as challenge to said copyright. They are merely borrowed for this work of non-commercial fanfiction, from which the author derives no financial benefit.
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Click here to read Part One, without which this may not make much sense.
Part Two
This particular bit continues from the end of Harry Potter and the Summer of the Bundling Charm: part three
No guarantees, of course, but I expect this to end up being about the same length as the earlier installments, bringing us at least to the trip to King's Cross Station, and perhaps carrying through to the end of the Welcoming Feast, depending on what ends up being the natural place to make a division.
I've about five hundred words of the morning they leave for the station written up--in fact, most of it was written ages ago, not long after I posted Part Three. There's a fair-sized amount that needs to go between the end of this and the start of that--at least three scenes, I'm thinking right now.
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The tension between Mr. and Mrs. Weasley was still palpable during dinner. As soon as they'd helped clear the table, Harry and Hermione and Ginny made their escape across the farmyard to the barn. On the way, Ginny took an old blanket from the hall closet.
Up in the loft, they took off their shoes and made a little nest with their blanket in the loose hay. They snuggled together with Ginny in the middle, on her back. "I'm all right, loves," she whispered. "I don't have to be..."
"But we'd like you to be," Harry whispered back. She snuggled closer, and nuzzled his cheek.
"Yes," Hermione murmured. Ginny nuzzled her cheek as well. Harry took off his glasses and leant forward, so the threesome could rub noses, all together at once.
There was a sweet silence, and Harry wondered if the girls had fallen asleep. Then Hermione said softly "Ginny? Could... could we rub your back?"
"Hmm...?"
"I mean with your dress on, of course. But... your shoulders felt so tense, earlier today. I'd think they'd still be hurting. I... you don't have to, if you'd rather not."
"Oh, Hermione. Of course. If you'd like to. If you don't mind. Would you, Harry?"
"I'd love to. I'm afraid I'll not know what I'm doing, but if Hermione thinks she can teach me--"
"Oh, Harry. I'm sure you'll be fine at it. So... shall we?" They sat up.
It was an hour or two until sunset. The light in the loft was perfect. That was the only way Harry could think to describe it. It came through the little unglazed windows under the eaves, and made the girls' skin and hair glow.
"All right, Ginny," Hermione said, "if you'll lie down on your belly, we'll get started."
"Promise me I'll get a chance to do for you and Harry?"
"Of course you will," Harry said. "But it's your turn first. After all, we made you worry by getting out the Floo at the wrong grate, didn't we?"
"Mmm, okay." Ginny laid down, and Harry and Hermione faced each other over her back.
Hermione got to her knees, and Harry copied her. They shared a smile. Hermione brushed Ginny's ponytail off her shoulders. Her fingers looked so nice on the nape of Ginny's neck. Harry laid his hand next to hers, and they twined together for an instant, stroking. "All right, Harry, we'll start like this. Just gently knead her muscles with your fingers... see how I'm doing it? How's that, Ginny?"
"'S wonderful."
"And now we work down her spine, all the way down to her waist. Is that all right, Ginny? It's not... too much?"
"Of course not, loves. It's nice."
"And now back up again."
"Mmm... you're spoiling me."
"It's nothing less than what you deserve. And now, Harry, we'll rub along her shoulders... just follow the muscles, see?"
"Okay. Is that good, Ginny? I'm not hurting you?"
"Yes. You... you could even press a little harder, Harry. If you'd like to."
"If that's what you'd like."
"Mmm, please... Yes, that's it. You're both so good to me."
"No better than you are to us," Hermione said.
They rubbed Ginny's back for a few more minutes. At last, she murmured "I wish I were a cat, so I could purrrrrrr." Hermione giggled. Harry was almost overwhelmed with love for the girls, so much that it was a moment before he could laugh. "So now," Ginny said, "before I fall asleep, it's your turn. Who's first?"
Harry knew instantly who it should be. "Hermione."
"Are you sure, Harry?"
"Of course I am."
"Mmm, I want to do it to both of you, of course," Ginny said, rolling over and sitting up, "but you're the one who's teaching us how to do it. I think you should get the benefits of your instruction."
"Well, if you insist..."
"We do," Harry said.
"And if we run out of time now," Ginny added, "we could always rub Harry's back tonight before we go to sleep."
It was clear that Hermione understood there was nothing else to be said. They paused for a swift three way hug and exchange of cheek kisses before she laid herself down between Harry and Ginny.
"So," Ginny said, "we'll just do what you and Harry did to me, all right?"
"That sounds wonderful," Hermione said. "You know... it was so much fun, doing that to you. I've always wanted to have a friend I could give backrubs to."
"Well, now you have two. So, Harry, let's start with her shoulders, just like you two did with me. Okay?"
Several minutes later, Hermione was sprawled contentedly on the blanket. Ginny looked down at her, looked up at Harry, and grinned. "Doesn't she look pretty like that?"
"Yes, but doesn't she always look pretty? I mean, she is one of the two prettiest girls on the planet..."
"Come you down here, Harry," Hermione murmured. "Boys who say things like that deserve to have their backs rubbed."
"Yes. Before Mum sends my stupid brother out to tell us we should be going to bed."
Having his back rubbed felt almost as nice as rubbing the girls' backs. Harry found himself relaxing, almost to the point of falling asleep. It mightn't be bad to sleep out here. Then again, anywhere he could sleep with Hermione and Ginny would be fine with him.
"That good, Harry?" Hermione whispered.
"Yes, love. Thanks. Thank you both." He rolled onto his back, and the girls laid themselves down on either side of him and snuggled close. The scent of hay mingled with the scent of Hermione and Ginny in a way that he knew he would love for the rest of his life.
"Oi! Harry! Hermione! Ginny! Mum says it's time for bed!"
"Curse you, Ron," Ginny muttered.
"Well, it could've been the Twins," Harry said. "Would that be worse?"
"They'd probably bring Dad's old camera and take a picture of us," Ginny said. "So, yes, it likely would be."
"What's so bad about that? It might be nice to have a picture of us that didn't have Gilderoy Fakehart in."
"Hermione, they'd probably post it in the Common Room," Harry said. "Not that I'm embarassed to be seen with the two of you, but..."
"Yes," Hermione said. "If all the girls knew how sweet you are, we'd have Parvati and Lavender wanting to go to bed with us as well."
"No, thanks," Harry said. "The two of you, that's all the girls I want to sleep with." He didn't quite understand why that made Ginny and Hermione hug him so hard, but he liked it that they did.
"Would you please come down? Mum says we can have biscuits before bed, but not until everyone's in the kitchen."
Ginny cupped her hands round her mouth. "All right, Ron, we'll be there in a minute."
"Just don't take all night, please?"
"Of course we'll not take all night, Ron." She giggled. "At least I don't think we will."
"Wait... you're not doing something... sappy or something, are you?"
"What did you think we'd be doing, Ron?" Hermione said.
"I don't know. More than that, I don't want to know. So don't tell me about it, okay?"
Laughing, the threesome gave each other a final squeeze before getting up and folding the blanket.
TBC
A Harry Potter fanfic
By Andrew yclept Aelfwine
Rating: PG. 1200 words
***
The characters and situations of the Harry Potter series are copyright J.K. Rowling. They may not be used or reproduced commercially without permission. The use of these characters and situations is not to be construed as challenge to said copyright. They are merely borrowed for this work of non-commercial fanfiction, from which the author derives no financial benefit.
***
Click here to read Part One, without which this may not make much sense.
Part Two
This particular bit continues from the end of Harry Potter and the Summer of the Bundling Charm: part three
No guarantees, of course, but I expect this to end up being about the same length as the earlier installments, bringing us at least to the trip to King's Cross Station, and perhaps carrying through to the end of the Welcoming Feast, depending on what ends up being the natural place to make a division.
I've about five hundred words of the morning they leave for the station written up--in fact, most of it was written ages ago, not long after I posted Part Three. There's a fair-sized amount that needs to go between the end of this and the start of that--at least three scenes, I'm thinking right now.
***
The tension between Mr. and Mrs. Weasley was still palpable during dinner. As soon as they'd helped clear the table, Harry and Hermione and Ginny made their escape across the farmyard to the barn. On the way, Ginny took an old blanket from the hall closet.
Up in the loft, they took off their shoes and made a little nest with their blanket in the loose hay. They snuggled together with Ginny in the middle, on her back. "I'm all right, loves," she whispered. "I don't have to be..."
"But we'd like you to be," Harry whispered back. She snuggled closer, and nuzzled his cheek.
"Yes," Hermione murmured. Ginny nuzzled her cheek as well. Harry took off his glasses and leant forward, so the threesome could rub noses, all together at once.
There was a sweet silence, and Harry wondered if the girls had fallen asleep. Then Hermione said softly "Ginny? Could... could we rub your back?"
"Hmm...?"
"I mean with your dress on, of course. But... your shoulders felt so tense, earlier today. I'd think they'd still be hurting. I... you don't have to, if you'd rather not."
"Oh, Hermione. Of course. If you'd like to. If you don't mind. Would you, Harry?"
"I'd love to. I'm afraid I'll not know what I'm doing, but if Hermione thinks she can teach me--"
"Oh, Harry. I'm sure you'll be fine at it. So... shall we?" They sat up.
It was an hour or two until sunset. The light in the loft was perfect. That was the only way Harry could think to describe it. It came through the little unglazed windows under the eaves, and made the girls' skin and hair glow.
"All right, Ginny," Hermione said, "if you'll lie down on your belly, we'll get started."
"Promise me I'll get a chance to do for you and Harry?"
"Of course you will," Harry said. "But it's your turn first. After all, we made you worry by getting out the Floo at the wrong grate, didn't we?"
"Mmm, okay." Ginny laid down, and Harry and Hermione faced each other over her back.
Hermione got to her knees, and Harry copied her. They shared a smile. Hermione brushed Ginny's ponytail off her shoulders. Her fingers looked so nice on the nape of Ginny's neck. Harry laid his hand next to hers, and they twined together for an instant, stroking. "All right, Harry, we'll start like this. Just gently knead her muscles with your fingers... see how I'm doing it? How's that, Ginny?"
"'S wonderful."
"And now we work down her spine, all the way down to her waist. Is that all right, Ginny? It's not... too much?"
"Of course not, loves. It's nice."
"And now back up again."
"Mmm... you're spoiling me."
"It's nothing less than what you deserve. And now, Harry, we'll rub along her shoulders... just follow the muscles, see?"
"Okay. Is that good, Ginny? I'm not hurting you?"
"Yes. You... you could even press a little harder, Harry. If you'd like to."
"If that's what you'd like."
"Mmm, please... Yes, that's it. You're both so good to me."
"No better than you are to us," Hermione said.
They rubbed Ginny's back for a few more minutes. At last, she murmured "I wish I were a cat, so I could purrrrrrr." Hermione giggled. Harry was almost overwhelmed with love for the girls, so much that it was a moment before he could laugh. "So now," Ginny said, "before I fall asleep, it's your turn. Who's first?"
Harry knew instantly who it should be. "Hermione."
"Are you sure, Harry?"
"Of course I am."
"Mmm, I want to do it to both of you, of course," Ginny said, rolling over and sitting up, "but you're the one who's teaching us how to do it. I think you should get the benefits of your instruction."
"Well, if you insist..."
"We do," Harry said.
"And if we run out of time now," Ginny added, "we could always rub Harry's back tonight before we go to sleep."
It was clear that Hermione understood there was nothing else to be said. They paused for a swift three way hug and exchange of cheek kisses before she laid herself down between Harry and Ginny.
"So," Ginny said, "we'll just do what you and Harry did to me, all right?"
"That sounds wonderful," Hermione said. "You know... it was so much fun, doing that to you. I've always wanted to have a friend I could give backrubs to."
"Well, now you have two. So, Harry, let's start with her shoulders, just like you two did with me. Okay?"
Several minutes later, Hermione was sprawled contentedly on the blanket. Ginny looked down at her, looked up at Harry, and grinned. "Doesn't she look pretty like that?"
"Yes, but doesn't she always look pretty? I mean, she is one of the two prettiest girls on the planet..."
"Come you down here, Harry," Hermione murmured. "Boys who say things like that deserve to have their backs rubbed."
"Yes. Before Mum sends my stupid brother out to tell us we should be going to bed."
Having his back rubbed felt almost as nice as rubbing the girls' backs. Harry found himself relaxing, almost to the point of falling asleep. It mightn't be bad to sleep out here. Then again, anywhere he could sleep with Hermione and Ginny would be fine with him.
"That good, Harry?" Hermione whispered.
"Yes, love. Thanks. Thank you both." He rolled onto his back, and the girls laid themselves down on either side of him and snuggled close. The scent of hay mingled with the scent of Hermione and Ginny in a way that he knew he would love for the rest of his life.
"Oi! Harry! Hermione! Ginny! Mum says it's time for bed!"
"Curse you, Ron," Ginny muttered.
"Well, it could've been the Twins," Harry said. "Would that be worse?"
"They'd probably bring Dad's old camera and take a picture of us," Ginny said. "So, yes, it likely would be."
"What's so bad about that? It might be nice to have a picture of us that didn't have Gilderoy Fakehart in."
"Hermione, they'd probably post it in the Common Room," Harry said. "Not that I'm embarassed to be seen with the two of you, but..."
"Yes," Hermione said. "If all the girls knew how sweet you are, we'd have Parvati and Lavender wanting to go to bed with us as well."
"No, thanks," Harry said. "The two of you, that's all the girls I want to sleep with." He didn't quite understand why that made Ginny and Hermione hug him so hard, but he liked it that they did.
"Would you please come down? Mum says we can have biscuits before bed, but not until everyone's in the kitchen."
Ginny cupped her hands round her mouth. "All right, Ron, we'll be there in a minute."
"Just don't take all night, please?"
"Of course we'll not take all night, Ron." She giggled. "At least I don't think we will."
"Wait... you're not doing something... sappy or something, are you?"
"What did you think we'd be doing, Ron?" Hermione said.
"I don't know. More than that, I don't want to know. So don't tell me about it, okay?"
Laughing, the threesome gave each other a final squeeze before getting up and folding the blanket.
TBC