With A Little Help From My Elf

[baglady25]

Author:

baglady25
Title: With A Little Help From My Elf
Challenge: 10. Kreacher does something nice for Harry and Ginny
Rating: NC-17
Genre:  Pure Fluff
Notes/Warnings: My first forary into NC-17. Takes place after DH. Mucho kudos to my beta,
wendyinoh

It was the perfect summer day at the Burrow. The sun was shining and there were a couple of fluffy clouds floating along. The Weasleys plus Hermione, who was spending a couple of weeks with them, were all outside, taking advantage of the weather out in the backyard:  picnicking, talking, laughing, playing Quidditch. Missing from the crowd were two familiar faces. While everyone was outside, Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley were in her room, on the bed, snogging like nobody’s business.

“You would think you’d had enough of this at Hogwarts last year,” Ginny said, arching her neck as Harry moved his lips there. She moaned softly as he sucked on her pulse point.

“You know I can never get enough of you,” he said. “Besides, how many times were we interrupted by your brother?”

“Oh right”, she answered. Every time Harry and Ginny managed to find alone time, whether it be at Hogwarts or the Burrow, Ron would somehow “accidentally” stumble upon them, effectively ruining the mood.

“We did have that one amazing night in the Room of Requirement, though,” Ginny said. “Remember?”

“Do I ever!” Harry answered. “It’s all I think about at night,” he added, giving her a playful smile.

Ginny giggled and pulled Harry’s head up to hers, kissing him hard on the lips. She shifted her hips and heard Harry moan into her mouth. He moved his hands to the hem of her t-shirt, intending to pull it off when the door of the room banged open.

“Again!? What’s wrong with you two!?” said a familiar voice. Ron.
Quickly, Harry moved his hands away from Ginny’s shirt and pulled his lips away. In an attempt to get up off the bed fast, he lost his balance and fell to the floor.

“Ronald!” Ginny shouted, now off the bed and, narrowly avoiding Harry, stomped over to where Ron was standing. “Don’t you ever knock?”

“How was I supposed to know you’d be doing that?” Ron asked as Harry got up off the floor.

“Two people, male and female, in a closed bedroom. What else would they be doing?”, she shouted. Harry looked over at Ginny. Her face was red with anger, her hair mussed, thanks to his hands, and her eyes were blazing. Her hands were on her hips and she still hadn’t pulled her shirt all the way down, so her taut stomach was exposed.

'She looks sexy as hell,' Harry thought, and was suddenly imagining kissing his way down that stomach. He looked up and saw Ron’s facial expression, and suddenly, all thoughts of Sexy Ginny and kissing were extinguished.

“Well, Hermione and I are never caught,” Ron said in a superior tone, trying all the while to sound like the wiser older brother.

“The only reason you and Hermione are never caught is because you two sneak off in the middle of the night,” Ginny answered with a smirk. Harry had to bite the inside of his cheek to stop from laughing at the look on Ron’s face.

“How do you know that?” he asked, his voice dropping slightly.

“Please,” Ginny said. “I’ve heard her sneaking into my room at three, four in the morning. You’re just lucky I haven’t told anyone.”

Ron’s eyes narrowed. “You wouldn’t,” he said.

“I will if you don’t leave us alone,” she said. “Come on, Harry.”

“Actually Gin, I should be heading off to Grimmauld Place now,” Harry said. Ginny’s face fell.

“Why?” she asked.

“Check on things and stuff,” he answered. “The place has been better since Kreacher warmed up to me.”

“Will you be back?” Ginny queried.

“Yeah, it’ll only be a few hours,” Harry said. He leaned in and, ignoring the look Ron was giving him, kissed her. Perhaps because Ron was giving him a Look, he kissed Ginny longer then was needed before Apparating out of the room.

Ginny walked towards the door and stomped on Ron’s foot before walking out. “Stupid prat”, she said when he yelped in pain.

~~~~~~~

Harry landed in the little park near the house and walked towards Number 12. Even though Mrs. Weasley told him his stay at the Burrow was unlimited, he knew he should be moving out and into Grimmauld Place sometime soon, which is why he was visiting now. That, and to make sure Kreacher was ok. Harry couldn’t help but take care of the elf.

Walking slowly, Harry couldn’t help but feel a little angry at Ron. Upon their return to Hogwarts, Harry and Ginny picked up their relationship where it had left off, and were always trying to find some alone time. Unfortunately, it was almost always Ron who intruded and ruined the moment. Thanks to Hermione, they had managed one night together in the Room of Requirement, their first and only time together. Sneaking away at the Burrow was impossible as well. Not only were they caught by Ron, but once by Charlie and, embarrassingly, Mr. Weasley.

Harry reached Number 12 and entered. “Kreacher?” he called out. A few seconds later, the house elf appeared, bowing to Harry.

“Master has come”, he said. “Is Master hungry? Would he like something to eat? Kreacher can make something for him.”

“I think a cup of tea would be good,” Harry said. “I’ll take it in the kitchen.”

They walked into the kitchen together, and Harry sat quietly at the table while Kreacher went about making the tea.

“Is Master feeling alright?”, Kreacher asked, bringing the pot of tea to Harry.

“I’m fine,” Harry said, as he poured himself a cup and put in the sugar. “Why?”

“Master is quieter then usual. Master usually talks a lot. He can tell Kreacher anything.”

Harry thought for a moment. He might as well. Who else was he going to talk to? “It’s Ginny and me,” he said finally. “We’re trying to be alone together and find time for ourselves, but it never works out.”

“What is stopping Master and Lady from being together?” Kreacher asked.

“Her brother, Ron. Every time we manage to be together, he ‘accidentally’ interrupts. It’s getting annoying, and slightly painful”, he said.

“Could Master not find another place to be with his Lady?” Kreacher asked.

“I’m looking for a place, but can’t think of one yet,” Harry said.

“But Kreacher has an idea!” the elf said suddenly, smiling. “Master can bring Lady here!”

For one reason or the other, that thought had never occurred to Harry.
“That’ll take a bit of planning…” he started to say, but was quickly interrupted by Kreacher.

“Leave everything to Kreacher. Master must only make sure he and his Lady are here on Friday at 6:30pm.”

~~~~~~~
It was 6:25pm on Friday. Harry was waiting in the park for Ginny, who was to Apparate in any minute. She seemed excited by the idea when Harry told her, and he had to admit, he was too.

He heard a pop and looked behind him. Ginny was there, looking gorgeous in a black, off-the-shoulder dress and dangerously high heels. Harry smiled at her as she walked towards him.

“Hi”, she said, wrapping her arms around his waist. “You look good.”

“So do you”, he answered, kissing her on her strawberry-tasting lips.

“So, what exactly do you have planned for tonight?”, Ginny asked, breaking the kiss..

“I have no idea”, Harry said, wrapping his arm around her waist and walking towards the house. “This is all Kreacher’s idea.”

“You did nothing then?”, Ginny asked. Harry shook his head.

“Don’t mention that to Hermione,” he said before opening the door to the house.

“Kreacher?” Harry called out. A moment later, the elf appeared, bowing.

“Master and Lady may follow Kreacher to the dining room for dinner.

Together, Harry and Ginny walked into the dining room, where the most delicious smells greeted them, along with a table for two, lit with a single candle and a bottle of champagne with two glasses.

“Amazing!” Ginny said, taking a seat as Harry poured her a glass of champagne.

“Who knew the little guy was so romantic?”, Harry said.

After a meal that included Sheppard’s Pie and treacle tart for dessert, Harry and Ginny sat at the table talking when Kreacher came in.

“Is Master and Lady satisfied?”, he asked.

“We’re wonderful Kreacher,” Ginny answered.

“Kreacher, that was spectacular,” Harry said.

“If Master and Lady are feeling tired, the bedroom upstairs is ready for them.”

Harry looked over at Ginny, who smiled seductively at him before turning back to Kreacher.

“You know Kreacher, I am feeling a little tired,” she said, getting up and walking towards the stairs. “I’m going to bed. Good night.” She made her way to the stairs and began walking up them, swaying her hips in a slow, deliberate way that made Harry suddenly very warm.

“I think…I’m exhausted as well,” Harry said, getting up and banging his knee into the chair. “I’ll see you in the morning Kreacher.” The elf bowed as Harry ran up the stairs and found the bedroom.

He entered and found Ginny sitting on the bed, smiling at him.
“I hope you weren’t actually planning on going to sleep,” Harry said, shutting the door behind him and smiling back at her. Still smiling, she walked towards him and, after taking his glasses off and laying them on the dresser, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

“What do you think?” Ginny answered, pulling away slightly to see the look on his face. Harry groaned and kissed her again, much more passionately this time. She opened her mouth and he took advantage of it, his tongue invading her mouth. Ginny’s hands moved from his neck and pulled his jacket off, letting it fall on the floor.

Harry’s mouth moved away from hers and began kissing his way down her neck. As he moved his mouth lower, he slowly pulled down the dress, replacing the fabric with his mouth.

“Hmm…no bra,” he muttered as he pulled the dress down over breasts. “I like this a lot.”

Ginny giggled and moved her hands into his hair, her nails scraping his scalp, something she knew drove him mad. His lips moved lower, kissing her stomach until he finally pulled the dress down and let it pool around her feet. As Harry got back to his feet, Ginny made to remove her shoes but Harry stopped her.

“Leave them on,” he growled. It wasn’t a question, it was an order. She felt a shudder move through her and nodded. He got back on his feet and pulled her towards him, kissing her hard on the lips. She responded enthusiastically as her hands quickly unbuttoned his shirt and undid the belt on his trousers.

“I want you,” Ginny whispered, her teeth grazing Harry’s earlobe. “I want you so fucking bad.”

Kicking off his trousers and boxers, Harry carried Ginny over to the bed, where he lay her down and removed her knickers. He positioned himself over her, and brushed the hair back from her forehead.

“I want to hear you scream,” he said as he plunged into her. She gasped and threw her head back into the pillows. A moan escaped Ginny’s lips as Harry thrust in and out of her.

“God…so fucking tight…,” he said, before he pulled a hard pink nipple into his mouth. Ginny moved her hands back into his scalp and held him there.

“Oh Merlin, don’t stop…I’m almost there…,” she said right before her orgasm washed over her. She cried out loud and her nails raked down his back, marking him as hers. That was his undoing, and moments later, he followed her into blissful oblivion.

After catching their breath, Harry shifted himself next to Ginny and pulled the blankets over them.

“That was…wow…,” Ginny said as Harry spooned himself behind her.

“I miss that. We should do it more often,” Harry answered. He could feel sleep slowly taking over.

“Seems we found a place now,” Ginny said. She closed her eyes and instantly fell asleep.

~~~~~~~
Ginny could feel something tracing a line down her back as she slept. She swatted it away, but it didn’t stop. Instead, it was joined by a pair of lips on her neck on shoulder. Giving in, Ginny opened her eyes and turned to see Harry smirking at her.

“Way to wake me up from a good sleep,” she said leaning in and kissing him gently on the lips.

“I couldn’t help it. You’re so bloody gorgeous asleep, I needed my way with you now,” Harry answered. Smiling, Ginny straddled Harry and quickly took his hard cock inside her.

“No complaints”, she said as she rode him. “This is a magnificent wake up call.”

Harry had just taken her breast into his mouth when they heard the crack of someone Apparating come from downstairs. The couple quickly stilled their movements.

“Kreacher?” called out a familiar voice. Ron. Ginny’s eyes widened and she quickly scowled. Harry’s facial expression mimicked Ginny’s.

“What is you doing here?” said Kreacher’s voice. “Master would not want to see you here”.

“I just want to check if they’re here,” they heard Ron say before a huge crash was heard.

“Kreacher! What the hell!?” Ron yelled.

“You will not bother Master and Lady!” came Kreacher’s voice, and another crash. Ginny put her face in her hands to muffle her laughing as Harry’s head shook violently in her chest.

“OW! So they are here?” Ron asked. “Damnit Kreacher! Stop that!” he cried out as the elf hit him again.

“Kreacher will not let you bother Master!” Kreacher said and hit Ron once again.

“Ok! Ok! I’m leaving!” they heard Ron say, before a pop, meaning he had left.

Ginny burst into laughter and Harry followed.

“That has got to be the greatest house elf ever,” Ginny said.

“Remind me never to set him free,” Harry said with a smile.