A Broom Closet for Two

Harrys Mistress

Rating: NC17
Genres: Romance
Relationships: Draco & Ginny
Book: Draco & Ginny, Books 1 - 5
Published: 01/09/2004
Last Updated: 02/09/2004
Status: completed

Just a 2 part little story I'm working on. Good fluff, nothing more. Even though it's a Draco/Ginny story, you H/Hr fans have a good slice of pumpkin pie in the beginning of the story. Check it out!

Chapters

1. Part I

2. Part II

1. Part I

I thought of this plot when I was working today. I was taking a break and read a short Ginny/Draco fic and had the urge to write one. However, being the H/Hr lover I am, I had to put a little bit in there. So at first, you’ll get a taste of some good H/Hr fluff, then it’s off to Draco/Ginny. There will be two parts to this story. Here’s the first!

Part One

“This is by far the best prank any seventh year class has pulled off,” Harry said as he peaked one green eye through the crack of the broom closet he shared with Hermione.

Hermione, who was standing close behind him, rolled her eyes. “Yeah, it’s great,” she said with very little excitement.

“Don’t act like you had nothing to do with it, Hermione,” he said looking over his shoulder at her. “You were the one that helped me catch the flock of Cornish Pixies.”

“Only because you promised to study NEWTS this weekend with me,” she snapped back.

“Yeah, don’t remind me,” he grumbled as he peaked back through the crack just in time to see a unicorn run by him. “Brilliant! I just saw the unicorn, how Terry Boot pulled that off, I will never know.”

It was a tradition had Hogwarts that the seventh year students would come up with a huge prank at the end of the school year. It was a short tradition considering it started their fifth year when Fred and George pulled of the firework stunt. But the following class wanted to honor the Weasley twins by setting off numerous smoke bombs around the halls of Hogwarts. This year, the seventh year let loose hundreds of wild creatures…magical and non-magical…around the castle. It was complete utter chaos and he could hear sounds of shrieks and laughter coming from the students who were still fending for their lives.

Harry heard the loud high pitch shrieks and opened the crack a little further to see a heard of first year girls running for their lives. Following shortly after them was a swarm of snakes slithering at their heels while the hissed, showing their fangs. “Perfect, the snakes are going after the first year girls, just like I told them to.”

“That’s just awful, Harry,” Hermione sighed.

“Honestly, Hermione, I told the snakes not to harm them…just give them a little scare.” Harry chuckled as he turned back around. “Filch is going to have a field day with this. This is like…the best day ever.”

Hermione couldn’t help but smile at that, it wasn’t every day that Harry Potter had a good day. Merlin knew he had a lot on his mind and if this kept his mind off Voldemort and what was to come, even for a short time, then she was all for it.

“I think I hear Filch,” Harry said as he shut the door and turned around. “Better lay low for awhile.” He stopped short when he realized how close Hermione was to him and tried to back up, but his back hit the closet door.

“Something wrong?” she asked.

“Er…no, I just…didn’t realize how small this closet was,” he said as he felt the walls closing in. She was so close he could smell her sweet subtle scent of roses that was all too familiar. Ever since…that night.

“Harry?” she asked as she took a step closer.

“Y-yeah?” he stuttered.

“Were you ever planning on kissing me again?” she asked as she fiddled with the buttons of his white shirt.

Harry swallowed as the memory as that night flooded his mind. He had a nightmare and went down to the common room to shake it off, only to find Hermione sitting by the fire. The nightmare he had was about her and Voldemort killing her in front of him and him powerless to stop it. The sight of her made him realize what a relief it was to know it was just a dream and terrified that it would come true.

Before she could even ask him what was wrong, he had run to her and pulled her into a bone-crushing hug. He buried his face in her neck and told her over and over again how much she meant to him and how he couldn’t lose her. Ever. She had tried to comfort him, letting him know she wasn’t going anywhere, but words weren’t enough for him.

He shut his eyes tight as he held onto the feel of Hermione in his arms. As long as he could touch her and feel her, he knew she was safe and away from harm. He barely heard the comfort of her words and nuzzled his face against her neck, then kissed the bare skin causing her to shiver. “Don’t leave me,” he whispered against her ear before he nipped softly at her earlobe.

“Harry,” she gasped.

He then cupped her face firmly in his hands as he ran kisses along her face. He kissed both cheeks, her forehead the tip of her nose, before finally pressing his lips firmly against hers. He felt her hands grip his wrists as he still cradled her face in his large hands. He heard her escape a throaty moan against the back of her throat and it made him pull back only for half a second, before capturing her mouth once again.

He slid his hands in her hair as he caught the bottom of her lip with his teeth. She gasped and circled her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to him. The feel of her body pressed up against his felt like nothing he ever experienced before. It was so soft and feminine and couldn’t help but notice how perfectly she fit.

With a loud groan, Harry slid his tongue through the seam of her lips and tasted her for the first time. She tasted incredible and the feel of her tongue mating with his own developed a wild hunger inside of him, desperately seeking for release. He devoured her with his mouth as he shuffled her back to the couch, kissing her with passion he never knew he possessed.

Hermione slowly lied down on the couch as Harry slowly followed her never breaking contact with her lips as he laid his body completely on top of hers. He groaned when Hermione straddled her legs for him, allowing him to nestle himself between her soft thighs. He now realized that all she wore was one of his old T-Shirts he had let her have that was too small for him. The thought of her sleeping in one of his shirts made him more aroused then he already was.

He pulled his mouth away from hers but their faces were still very close. He nuzzled his lips with hers as he moved against her in one slow stroke, causing her to moan before she pulled him down for another kiss.

Harry knew where it was leading and he was sure he would have made love to Hermione that night if they weren’t interrupted from a third year girl coming down the stairs. As soon as they had heard her, they sprang apart quickly and moved on opposite ends of the couch. Hermione had quickly mumbled that she was going to bed and ran off without another word.

And until now, neither of them spoke of it. Harry figured she thought it was a mistake and wanted to forget it. Obviously, he was wrong.

“Um…yeah…I mean, I wanted to, but…er…never found a good time.”

“Well,” she said as she stepped closer until her body was pressed against him. “Now’s a good time as any. Looks like we’ll be here for awhile.”

Before he could react to that, Hermione did everything for him by cupping the back of his neck and yanking him down until his lips collided with hers.

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“Luna, duck!” Ginny shrieked as a flock of crows came swooping down right on them.

Luna and Ginny both threw themselves to the floor as the birds flew over them cawing and flapping their wings. “Ooo, Ron is going to get it,” Luna cursed as she stood up once they were out of the line of fire. “Releasing animals in the school. It’s a nightmare!”

Ginny grinned. “Yeah, but you have to admit, it is pretty clever. Have you seen the Unicorn yet?”

“Yes, also was lucky enough to encounter a Blast-Ended Skrewts. Almost burned my eyebrows right off, oh Ron is so going to get it!”

“You know it’s the whole class, not just Ron that’s responsible.”

“Yeah, but since Ron is my boyfriend I can yell at him.” She huffed a breath and turned toward an empty corridor. “I’m going this way.”

“Good luck,” Ginny called out and then made her way down the other direction of the hallway. She went around the corner to find that she definitely went the wrong way. Students were everywhere as animals and birds of all kind ran all around. She had to move out of the way when a Hippogriff ran right at her. “That has to be Buckbeak….ahhh!”

Suddenly she was right smack in the middle of the chaos and she pushed and shoved her way, trying to find an escape. She pressed herself against the wall when a heard of first year girls screamed and ran by, followed by a bunch of snakes. “Oh that has Harry’s name written all over it,” she huffed and then decided to find a place to hide until everything died down.

She ran up the staircase to the second floor, maneuvering her way through students coming down the stairs. She leaped over a fat pig that was snoozing in the hallway, she ducked down when a swoop of Owls flew overhead and finally saw a broom closet she could hide into. With an exasperated breath, she swung it open and saw to her great surprise that it was already occupied.

Harry and Hermione pulled their fused mouths apart and stared at their intruder. “Er…sorry,” Ginny stammered as she tried not to notice that Harry had Hermione pinned up against the wall, while Hermione’s legs wrapped around his waist. “Didn’t’ realize this was occupied…er…please continue.”

Harry blinked when Ginny closed the door on them, not believing that they actually got caught red handed. “Well, you heard the girl,” Hermione said and Harry turned back to him in a daze. “You going to continue like she said or not?”

“Er…in case you haven’t noticed…Ginny just caught us in a very inappropriate position.”

“And do you think I care right now?” she groaned as she lifted her hips against him. “Please Harry.”

“Merlin, your right,” he groaned as he buried his face against her neck. “Who gives a shit?” He then ran his hands up her thighs, up her skirt until he cupped her soft bottom. He nipped at his ear when he slipped one finger inside her from behind, causing her to groan and buck against him. “Feel good?” he whispered as he slid his finger back out, only to sink it even deeper inside her.

“Yes,” she groaned and then gasped when he pressed his finger against her clit. “Harry!”

He groaned when he felt her fumble at the fly of his jeans, obviously as anxious as he was. He hissed out a breath when she started to caress him through his boxers. “Hermione, I can’t take this. Can I? Please?”

“Thought you’d never ask,” she breathed as she yanked down his pants until he was free.

Harry gripped the back of her thighs and lifted her up, before slowly he pushed his length deep inside her. He knew she was a virgin and he tried his best to be as gentle as possible, but the feel of her around him was too much. “I’m sorry,” he said and took another deep thrust, breaking her barrier.

“Harry!” she cried as she clung to him.

“I’m sorry,” he murmured again as he kept completely still. He kissed her softly, than slid his tongue deep into her mouth over and over again until he was sure she was ready. He finally felt her start to move her hips, so he took that as a sign to continue. He pulled out of her then plunged deep inside her again, then repeated his action until they found a rhythm together.

Harry attacked her mouth with his as he jerked his hips harder against hers, causing his thrusts to be harder and faster. She met his pace and clung to him desperately while he continued to bang her against the wall. “Faster Harry,” she gasped as she arched her neck in ecstasy.

Harry obliged as he quickened the pace, plunging deep inside her over and over again as he devoured her slender neck with his mouth. They both finally came together, long and hard as their bodies shook uncontrollably.

Harry’s legs were now too weak to hold them both, so they slowly sank to the floor together. Harry kissed her sweaty temple, than tilted her chin up until he pressed his quivering lips to hers in a sweet kiss. “You okay?” he whispered.

She held on tightly to him. “I’m perfect.” She kissed him again. “Want to do it again?”

Harry laughed and kissed her soundly while they both rolled together on the small broom closet floor.

XXX

Ginny quickly opened another broom closet door and shut herself inside, breathing heavy from the run she had to endure. “Did we really need a heard of cattle? That’s a little pushing it.”

“Actually, the cattle were my idea.”

Ginny gasped as she spun around to see herself face to face with Draco Malfoy.

“Ever consider checking closet before you come tearing in?” Draco asked. “I could have had a girl in here, you know.”

Ginny’s eyes narrowed. “Yeah, right. You wish!”

He lifted a brow. “You think that’s hard to believe?”

“Actually, no. You and Pansy make a great couple.”

He snorted a laugh. “Yeah, don’t make me ill, Lil’ Weasley.”

Ginny growled at the nickname. “What are you doing in here, Malfoy?”

“Obviously doing what you’re doing. Hiding from the chaos. I was, however, here first, so I’m going to ask you to leave.”

She let out a laugh. “I don’t think so, its nuts out there! I’d rather share a closet with you than go out there!”

He gave her a cocky grin. “If you insist. Have a little crush on me, Little One?”

“Ha! You wish!” she shot back. “Just keep your distance and we shouldn’t have a problem.”

“Kind of difficult to keep my distance in a small closet like this,” he said and took a step closer to her. “You’re in a small closed area with me and we have plenty of time ahead of us. Do you honestly want to risk it?”

“Don’t you dare force yourself on me,” she said as she jabbed her finger in his chest.

Draco quickly grabbed her wrists, causing her to gasp. “I never have to force myself on a woman, Ginny,” he said softly, but forcefully as his narrow eyes glared at her.

She felt her pulse quicken under his firm grip. “No,” she whispered. “I wouldn’t think you would.”

“Besides, you’d probably be too scared anyway,” he said as he rubbed his thumb against the inside of her wrists.

She lifted her chin up to him. “I’m not scared of you, Malfoy. I just don’t trust you. When you came over to our side, it doesn’t mean we’re going to trust you overnight.”

He grinned. “I wouldn’t think of it. Sweet little Ginny. So innocent. You would blush like a little girl if you let me do the things I want to do to you.”

She gasped. “I would not. And let go of my wrist please.”

“Why?” he asked as he loosened his grip only to gently take her hand in his then kiss the center of her palm. “Do I make you nervous?”

Ginny yanked her hand away. “Don’t be ridiculous.” She took a step back. “And I wouldn’t blush at anything you did, I wouldn’t touch you with a ten foot pool.”

He let out a laugh. “That’s funny, Lil’One. You keep telling yourself that.” He shook his head and grinned. “You’re scared. It’s okay, it doesn’t surprise me that someone like you would be…”

“I’m not scared!” she yelled back. “And not that it’s any of your business, but I’m not even a virgin.”

“Oh, right, right…You went out with Dean Thomas, didn’t you?” He took a step closer to her until her back was pressed against the door. “Did he pleasure you, Ginny?”

Ginny turned her head to the side to avoid contact. “Please,” she begged although her voice cracked with emotion. “Leave me alone.”

“It’s just a question, Ginny. Did he pleasure you, give you any foreplay or did he just jump right on top of you to finish himself off?” When Ginny said nothing and looked shamefully to the floor he knew her answer. “Figured as much. A woman deserves better.”

Ginny glared up at him. “And you think you’re the man that can give me pleasure?”

“I know I can,” he said with a cocky grin. “I would show you, but…I’m not going to force myself. Better this way anyway, I don’t think you could handle me.”

Ginny’s eyes narrowed up at him. “You don’t know anything.”

“Oh yeah? Prove me wrong.” He reached up and trailed a finger down her soft cheek then down the arch of her neck until he reached the first button of her school shirt. “I’ll touch you until you tell me to stop.”

Ginny whimpered when he flicked the first button open, but didn’t protest. She wanted to prove him wrong, but the other side of her really, really wanted this. Especially after seeing Harry and Hermione in a passionate embrace. She knew what they were doing and she was jealous that Hermione had found someone to share it with. She didn’t have anyone. She then looked up at him as he waited for her to say something as his fingers paused on his second button. “Well, what are you waiting for? Did I say stop?”

The corner of his mouth lifted as he flicked open another button. “You surprise me.”

“Good,” she said and her eyes fluttered close when he undid another button.

“Ginny, don’t open your eyes,” he said as he slipped his hand inside her shirt and cupped one of her breast through her thin cotton bra.

Ginny gasped but forced herself to open her eyes to see Draco’s gray steel eyes, clouded with passion. She bit her lip when his thumb brushed over her nipple and she immediately responded to him. “Sensitive,” he said fascinated as he watched what he was doing. “You fit perfectly in my palm, Ginny. I had a feeling you would.”

Ginny groaned in protest when he left her breast to continue unbuttoning her shirt. “Not to worry, we’ll get back to that,” he said as he pulled her shirt apart. “Sexy stomach, nice and flat.” His finger gently traveled across the hem of her skirt just under her belly button. To his surprise she shivered and giggled as she squirmed under his touch. He couldn’t help but grin. “Ticklish?”

“I guess so,” she said and giggled again when he ran his finger across once more. “Draco, stop.”

“Stop?” he asked with a brow raised.

“No, don’t stop touching me,” she said firmly as she grabbed the hand that pulled away. “Just don’t tickle me.”

He just smiled as he put his hands on her slim waist. “Do you not like being tickled?”

“There’s a time and a place.” She shook her head. “This isn’t the time or the place. You going to keep going Draco, or are you losing your nerve?”

“Me?” he asked and then chuckled softly. “I don’t think so, Ginny.” He unhooked her skirt and looked into her eyes as it fell at her feet. “I’m just getting warmed up.”

2. Part II

Part 2

Ginny watched as he looked up and down with his gray eyes as he took in every inch of her. She was surprised when she realized she was more aroused than embarrassed by it. Draco had a way of making everything sexy. “Like what you see?” she found herself saying. Did she really say that?

Draco met her eyes. “Surprisingly yes.”

Her jaw dropped. “Surprisingly?”

He shook his head. “Don’t get me wrong, I knew you had a hot body under those Quidditch robes. Normally, silk and lace gets my blood going but you…only you could make a simple pair of cotton panties and bra look sexy, Ginny.” He grinned as he looked at her. “And you don’t even match.”

Ginny blushed as she looked down at her red underwear. “None of my white panties were clean.”

He chuckled. “I find it ridiculously sexy,” he said huskily as he pulled her to him and nuzzled his face against her neck.

Ginny’s eyes fluttered close when she felt his lips brush her neck, causing her whole body to tingle. Amazing…she didn’t even feel this alive when Dean kissed her. “Draco,” she breathed as his lips continued to dance down the arch of her neck.

“Don’t think, Gin,” he said as his fingers found the front clasp of her bra and unhooked it easily. “Just feel, okay?”

Ginny gasped when his hand cupped one of her breasts and then moaned when he lifted it, then brushed his thumb over her nipple. He captured her earlobe with his teeth and sucked gently on it while his hands traveled down her slim waist before his fingers slipped into her panties. He slowly dragged them over her hips until they fell to the floor where the rest of her clothes still were.

Draco stepped back only to tear off his shirt and Ginny was fascinated by his naked chest and couldn’t help it when she reached up and ran her hands over it. He groaned as he pushed her hands away. “No, Ginny. This is about you.”

“But I…”

“Shh, it’s okay.” He pushed her gently back against the narrow wall of the closet. “Your gorgeous, did you know that?”

Ginny closed her eyes when she felt his hand swoop down over her ass, down the back of her thigh, before lifting her leg up. It allowed herself to be open up to him and she tensed up, knowing what was coming next. She waited for the sound of the zipper of his pants, but it never came. She then realized he was calling her name. She looked up to see him looking at her with worry in his eyes. “Yeah?”

“What’s wrong?” he asked as he caressed the side of her face. “You tensed up.”

She blinked up at him. “I was just…preparing myself.”

“For what? A slap in the face?” He tilted his head to the side as he studied her. “I’m not going to hurt you, Ginny.”

“I know that,” she said quickly. “I just thought…you were going to…you know.”

Realization dawned on him and he felt the anger build inside him. “You thought I was going to just go at it? Dammit, Ginny, I’m not Dean.”

Her eyes widened. “I…I know.”

Draco cursed softly as he pulled her against him. “I’m sorry. It just makes me mad to see you like this. You don’t deserve to be treated that way, Ginny.”

Ginny was shocked by his kindness. It was a side of Draco she never knew he had. “I’m okay, Draco,” she said as she looked up at him. “I want you to show me.”

“All right I will. And I know just where to start.”

“Where?”

“Right here,” he said and then tilted his head towards hers until his mouth captured hers.

Ginny moaned at the feel of his warm lips pressed against hers. She immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed up against him, loving the feel of his bare chest rubbing against her breasts. He dove his tongue between the seam of her lips, tasting and exploring the insides of her mouth as she continued to hold on tight.

She felt her back slam against the wall again and she muffled out a cry of pleasure when his hands found her breast. He tore his mouth away from her and she saw him sink to his knees in front of her, kissing her flat belly while her fingers tangled in his hair. He lifted one leg and draped it over his bare shoulder, leaving her open and vulnerable to him. She moaned when he lightly sucked the soft skin of her inner thigh and found herself jerking her hips frantically to him.

He chuckled. “Antsy aren’t we?” he asked amused.

“Just a tad,” she gasped. “Please Draco…I’ve never felt this way…”

“It’s about to get better, baby,” he whispered and then flicked his tongue over her soft folds and then sucked gently on her clit.

Ginny opened her mouth but no sound was able to escape her mouth as her back arched and her hips jerked against his face. “Oh, god…Draco!”

Draco groaned as he reached up and gripped her hips firmly as he worked his mouth on her, sucking and plunging his tongue inside of her over and over again, until finally her whole body began to shake. She felt the orgasm hit her body like a fist and she couldn’t help but scream out in pleasure.

Her knees buckled and she felt herself falling to the floor, until Draco caught her up against him. He sat on the floor next to her and brought her up in his lap until she straddled him, resting her tired head on his shoulder while her body still trembled. “You okay?” he whispered as he ran a hand up and down her back.

She nodded her head weakly as it still rested on his shoulder. “That was…bloody…fantastic.”

Draco smiled softly. “I’m glad.” He then gently pushed her back so he could look at her. “That’s what it’s suppose to be like, Gin. You’re supposed to give as well as take.”

She smiled softly and leaned down and kissed him. “Can I give now?” she whispered huskily against his mouth.

“Ginny,” he groaned as he felt himself grow hard inside his pants. “This is about you, I don’t need you to…”

“I know,” she said as she trailed a finger down his chest. “But I want to.”

He gripped her wrist to keep her from continuing. “All I want to do, Ginny…Is be inside you.”

Ginny felt her heart leap up into her throat. Sex has never been good for her and she had always thought she was doing something wrong, but after what Draco showed her, she knew she was very wrong indeed. Maybe…with Draco…it would be different.

“Will you let me, Gin?” he asked as he moved his hands up and down the side of her ribs.

“Yes,” she whispered when he brushed his thumbs across both nipples. “Show me how good it can be.”

“I won’t hurt you,” he said as he pushed her back on the small closet floor.

“I know,” she whispered as he pushed back strands of his hair that dangled over his face.

Draco didn’t tear his eyes away from hers as he undid the fly of his jeans. She had even helped him tug the denim over his waist, along with his boxers until they were bunched at his ankles. He then leaned down and kissed her…gently at first then more passionately as he slowly entered her inch by inch.

Ginny groaned as he filled her completely, wrapping her arms and legs around him, pulling him close. He buried his face against the crook of her neck as he started a steady rhythm…pulling out slowly before thrusting all the way inside her. “You feel so good, Gin,” he said huskily as he never broke his pace. “So fucking good.”

“Draco,” she groaned and lifted her hips up to meet his desperate thrusts and pressed her hands firmly against his bare ass. “Faster.”

“Dear Merlin,” he moaned and on a low growl he quickened his pace, rocking back and forth with her over and over again. His slow gentle strokes were no more, now only fast desperate plunges inside her body existed as they both raced together for their release.

She felt her inner walls clamp around him as her second orgasm crept up her spine. She knew he was close so she tightened her legs tighter around him, causing him to groan in shock before finally they both came together. Draco collapsed on top of her, resting his tired head against her breasts as she held him close to her heart.

Typical, she thought as she planted a kiss on Draco’s damp forehead. It was typical of her to fall for her archenemy, in a small broom closet big enough for two. Just typical. “Draco?”

“Mmm.”

“You okay?”

“Can’t move,” he mumbled.

She smiled to herself, enjoying the fact that she was the reason for his exhaustion. “I can see that.”

“Am I squishing you?” he said and started to move away.

“No,” she said as she held onto him tightly. “Don’t move.”

“We’re going to have to sooner or later,” he said as he lazily rubbed his cheek against her breast.

“I know,” she sighed in heavenly bliss. “Later is better than sooner.”

“No argument there.” He finally lifted his hand and pushed himself halfway up with his hands. “I have a confession to make.”

“Oh yeah? What’s that?”

“That was…by far…the best sex I ever had.”

“Is that so?” she asked amused.

“That is so.” He bent his head down and nipped her lips. “We’re just going to have to keep doing it now, you know.”

“Really? Well, how can I argue with that?”

“It’s impossible.” He groaned into her mouth as he slid his tongue over hers. “I love the way you taste.”

“Draco?” she asked after a moment of kissing.

“Hmm?” He turned his attention to her neck.

“You know…the prefects bathroom isn’t too far from here.”

Draco paused and pushed his head up. “Wanna chance it? Still a lot going on out there.”

She grinned. “Yeah, but as much as I love this little broom closet…and trust me when I say we will definitely be back. I want return the favor you so kindly bestowed upon me and what better place then in the shower.”

“Why Ginny, I’m shocked,” he laughed. “I turned you into a little sex vixen, haven’t I?”

“Are you complaining?” she asked as she lifted her hips up to him.

He groaned as he felt himself grow hard again. “Not at all,” he said and then started to move inside her. “But one more time before we go…I can’t seem to get enough of you, Ginny Weasley.”

Ginny groaned as she met his thrusts. “Likewise, Draco Malfoy…likewise.”

THE END!!

I might do a sequel to this sometime, but not anytime soon. It’s back to Circle of Friends!

Hope you enjoyed this though!