She rummaged around in his jeans and pulled out his wand, setting it on the stand next to the bed, then tossed his pants on the floor.
"I’ve been dreaming of this moment for years, planning everything. Are you ready Harry Potter?" It was a rhetorical question, as his answer stood up clear and proud. She climbed up his legs from the bottom of the bed, and sat astride his hips. Harry stared in disbelief as this amazing women reached down and slowly manipulated him into position, and gently lowered herself onto him. A moments hesitation, and they were one. The feelings were indescribable as she slowly rocked back and forth, up and down. Her eyes closed as she worked her special magic on his body. Finally, when he thought he could stand no more, she leaned down and whispered in his ear.
He looked up at her: "Really?" She only nodded.
He leaned over and grabbed his wand from the night stand, careful to keep all their parts connected. Again, he looked at her, questioning in his eyes.
"Hurry," she said breathlessly, and started moving again.
He thought he understood the idea, so he gently dragged the wand down her arm and murmured the spell she suggested first: "Erogenous Excitant." There was a sharp intake of breath, and he could feel the heat increase in her body. Her heart rate increased and her movements quickened. He switched to her other arm, stroking the inside of her elbow this time, and repeated the incantation. She groaned, and her body gently spasmed on his.
"Now," she pleaded, "please!"
He moved the wand to her chest and voiced the last spell she requested: "Gaudens Maxima." Her eyes flew open, and her body spasmed uncontrollably. She groaned once, twice, and spasmed again, her eyes rolling back in her head. Harry wondered if she was ok, not having any experience with these spells. He tentatively asked "Ginny?"
She grunted in response, "Don’t." "Stop." He let himself go with her movements and did his best to hang on. Moments later, she spasmed again and he could wait no longer.
Afterward, she lay next to him, her head cradled in the crook of his shoulder. Her hand on his chest, she watched the fire within the gem on her finger, now pulsing with the smoldering red glow of a sunrise over the ocean. "Where did you learn that?" he asked, not bothering to supply the context of the question.
"Hermione showed me years ago," she replied wistfully, "but it’s loads better when you do it."
"Wow," replied Harry, "Hermione really is the best wizard of our generation!"
A few moments or hours passed.
"You never answered my question," he quietly stated, knowing she’d again understand. She lifted herself up and gazed into his eyes, then glanced over at his wand now resting again on the side table.
"I was hoping for someone with a bigger wand, but I guess you’ll do," she replied, returning to her snuggling position. Harry just smiled, thinking of the long, happy life they’d be sharing together.
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