Ch 9: Go faster.

original by fortheloveofpizza at deviantart

used to be ginny luna

changing the blue socks and tie was a bitch

Lets say Ginny's socks are already red and gold because she's wearing them second hand from her brothers.

She flipped the Hourglass.

Ginny’s sweet smelling strawberry hair beat against her face like hammer blows as it whipped in the wind; the lining of the redhead’s knickers brushed against the fabric of her own; Harry’s center rubbed against the shaft of the broomstick. Everything was arousing her immensely and she needed to find the tracks quickly before she lost control. She scanned the ground that was inches from her face as heat built between her legs quicker than it ever had before. “I see them,” panted Harry heavily spotting a long stretch of scarlet. “That way.”

Ginny shot off in the direction Harry pointed.

And Harry came as the broom lurched. She closed her eyes and pressed herself against Ginny’s back, trying to stay as silent as possible as she rode out the blissful explosion. Strawberries danced on the tip of her tongue; her face flushing red as wave after wave pulsed through her body. A little moan escaped her lips, falling into Ginny’s blouse. “Gi… R-Ron.”

“What?” shouted Ginny above the wind.

“N-Nothing,” Harry yelled back to her. “I… I said go faster.” Shaking her head, she returned her magic to her core, her body still shuddering from the aftermath.