Double Drabble -- Secret/Careful
Title: Don't push me away
Author: pettybureaucrat
Words: 200
Rating: R-ish
Warnings: Mature themes
Setting: The Burrow, shortly after HBP
Author's notes: Real life kept me from last week's drabble, so here's two together.
“Harry, come with me!” Ginny demanded, pulling him into Arthur’s shed.
“Ginny! I told you we can’t be together!”
“Shut it, Harry! Remember that happy hour by the lake?”
He smiled. “How could I forget?”
“Did you remember the charm, Harry?”
He paled. “Didn’t you...”
She removed her tee shirt, she was braless.
“No. Now, we’re about to find out.”
She tapped her stomach with her wand. A green mist appeared, dissipated.
“Well?” he gulped.
“We can’t be so careless again, Harry.”
“There won’t be any again,” he insisted. “HE’LL find out...”
“He already knows! How could he not!” she raved. “I’ll keep it secret but I’m not letting you walk away, Harry. Not like this!”
She flung herself onto him, her breasts crushed against his chest.
“I love you, Harry,” she wept, kissing him passionately. “Use my love, don’t push it away!”
Harry surrendered, kissing her back with longing and desire.
Soon they were naked. She touched her stomach with her wand.
“You know,” Harry smirked, “Hermione knows how to make this potion...”
“Why would Hermione need contraceptive potion...”
Ginny pantomimed barfing, grinning, “I’m scarred for life, Harry! Obliviate me!”
He laid her down, positioning himself between her legs. “Gladly!”
Author: pettybureaucrat
Words: 200
Rating: R-ish
Warnings: Mature themes
Setting: The Burrow, shortly after HBP
Author's notes: Real life kept me from last week's drabble, so here's two together.
“Harry, come with me!” Ginny demanded, pulling him into Arthur’s shed.
“Ginny! I told you we can’t be together!”
“Shut it, Harry! Remember that happy hour by the lake?”
He smiled. “How could I forget?”
“Did you remember the charm, Harry?”
He paled. “Didn’t you...”
She removed her tee shirt, she was braless.
“No. Now, we’re about to find out.”
She tapped her stomach with her wand. A green mist appeared, dissipated.
“Well?” he gulped.
“We can’t be so careless again, Harry.”
“There won’t be any again,” he insisted. “HE’LL find out...”
“He already knows! How could he not!” she raved. “I’ll keep it secret but I’m not letting you walk away, Harry. Not like this!”
She flung herself onto him, her breasts crushed against his chest.
“I love you, Harry,” she wept, kissing him passionately. “Use my love, don’t push it away!”
Harry surrendered, kissing her back with longing and desire.
Soon they were naked. She touched her stomach with her wand.
“You know,” Harry smirked, “Hermione knows how to make this potion...”
“Why would Hermione need contraceptive potion...”
Ginny pantomimed barfing, grinning, “I’m scarred for life, Harry! Obliviate me!”
He laid her down, positioning himself between her legs. “Gladly!”