Harry Ginny Novels & Stories

She's never looked so hot and sexy. "Honey, is this what you wanted? I told you I would do anything for you. Do you want to know what happened sweetie?" I looked at her intently, "Please tell me everything!" Ginny started telling her story. "As soon as the picnic was done Luther and I drove over to his place.” “He kept complimenting me on how hot I looked. He couldn't believe how you would let me out wearing something like this. We met up with his two clients there. Their names were Rob and Derrick, they were both black.”

+ Another night in Harry's company, but the difference this time is that it's not my house, it's his apartment. I'm afraid that his absence will affect me, but tonight was different from all the others. We watched the movie Fifty Shades of Grey, and we loved it so much that we practiced it - not everything, but we talked about practicing every part of it, making our own movie and calling it "Harry's Shades".

“I am. I used to be in Class C until the last session when I came third behind Emerald and her Ken. Although Emmy spread a rumor that I fucked Mary Thompson to get here.” It was my turn to laugh. “You mean Ken as in Barbie Ken?” Her brown eyes lit up as she gave me a new look. “Ginny I think you and I might just become best friends. Pity his real name is Parker and not Ken." I rolled my eyes. “Yeah right, in your dreams. So is that Parker over there?” I used my gaze to indicate the tall dark-haired boy with hazel eyes surrounded by a group of other boys. They had the build of football players and guess what? The other girls in the class were staring off in their direction. There’s no way you

I straddled him to deepen the kiss when we heard a whistle behind us. “If I had known you guys would give this kind of show, I would’ve brought popcorn.” I broke away to see George and Harry walking towards them. I jumped up to greet them, pulling them both into a hug. “What are you guys doing here?!” “You think we’ll leave you going against a crazy witch without our help. Besides, I have never seen a grimoire up close before,” Harry said with a sparkle in his eye. I looked at George, who rolled his eyes as Harry gushed about the books Mirja let him keep.

So I got myself a spot and sat down as thoughts of what might be happening between the two filled my head. I felt bad. I felt like I was all alone in the world even though there was loud music deafening my ears from the background. “Hey, kyle who invited you?” I heard an unfriendly familiar voice say. I lifted my head to see that it was Harry, boyfriend to Bella. Many believe that Harry will become one of the greatest warlocks as soon as he clocks eighteen and as such, they see him and Bella as a power couple. Unlike Bella, Harry is calmer and a bit friendly but I know better than to engage him in a chat as that could provoke his over a possessive girlfriend.

He asks with a wink, getting Hannah excited and Ginny disgusted. Ginny is literally all over her boyfriend, that's why no other male can ever look good to her, especially when they try to be attractive. This is why I don't do relationship. I can't let a handsome man slip by just because I am in a relationship. "Our friend, birthday, today." Hannah grins, nudging me. I glare at her. In no time our drinks are served, and being the special birthday girl, my drink is a bit different and special from Ginny and Hannah's, well at least that's what Mr bartender says.

“Forget the healer, Harry, and answer my question. How did you know Genny was the one?” Harry sucked in a deep breath and exhaled deeply. “I was twenty-three, she was eighteen; her coming out ceremony. I shifted at apparently the same time she did. I felt this pull calling me into a particular place and somehow I knew where to go. So I went, it was, as you know, the green lake, I found her there, waiting for me. Our souls clicked, our wolves too and just like that, we knew we were fated.” Harry sank back into his seat, “why? Do you want to go down this rabbit hole of your spiraling about your ‘mate issue’?”

He smiled and settled back against his seat, eyes staring at the gigantic library ahead. The ringback tone echoed in the car as I waited for Harry to answer. After what seemed like forever, he picked. “Hello,” I said. “Hey,” Cassy’s voice greeted me. Gavin glanced at me. The phone was on speaker so he could hear. “His mistress,” I mouthed to him. His jaw tightened slightly before he looked forward again. “Where’s Harry?” I asked. “Beside me.” She sounded almost amused. “We’re in bed. Why?”

I'm tracing my fingers up his back, pressing myself into him. "You're getting me all fired up," he mumbles against my lips before he pulls away. I can already feel the bulge of his cock and I'm imagining things. "I'm hanging out with my friends tomorrow night-" My heart thuds with a dash of anxiety as I can hear Silver's chuckle in my head. I won’t let him succeed this time. I'll prove to him that he's no better than John. "Can I… come with?" I've hung out with his friends before. Harry and Nathan. Harry was the unmarried one of the trio. A true playboy who still refused to settle down at the age of thirty-two. He used to be the wingman of the group.

My heart raced with anticipation as I walked through the dimly lit halls of Hogwarts. The stones felt cold beneath my feet, but I barely noticed, too consumed by the butterflies fluttering in my stomach. Today was the day. Finally, after months of flirting, stolen glances, and lingering touches, Harry and I would be together. I smoothed down my black robes, hoping I looked alluring. Underneath, I wore a lacy red bra and panty set I'd purchased in Diagon Alley, just for this occasion. My skin tingled with excitement at the thought of Harry's hands roaming over my curves, stripping away the flimsy lace.